Two eye sockets were sunken deeply, and the old and muddy eyeballs were dead silent, hollow, and extremely gray.
There was also a hollow smile without teeth on his mouth.
Facing Zhao Zizhe.
Zhao Zizhe's pupils contracted and he was about to scream.
His head suddenly hurt, and he fell to the ground and died.
Ye Fanzheng saw the headless corpse of the old man in Tang suit hanging upside down on the top of the corridor and took off the head of Zhao Zizhe.
In the eyes of the black enemy soul, the color of anger appeared.
He can't save because the lord is behind him.
Yin Hong's blood splattered out, and Zhao Zizhe fell directly to the ground.
And the headless corpse of the old man in Tang suit was holding Zhao Zizhe's head.
From the head and neck area, a thick and dark ghost gas flowed out, and he got directly into Zhao Zizhe's seven orifices.
When he came out again, a translucent gray soul was unexpectedly brought out.
Ye Fan stared at the old ghost closely.
This old man in Tang suit, even in the half-finished ghost realm, is still very powerful.
Moreover, this ghost's talent for awakening seems to have a mystery.
Actually, even the black enemies couldn't kill him.
In this way, no matter how strong the dark energy of the Black Enemy was, it would fall into the empty space.
咚咚—
The headless body fell from the top and picked up the old man's own head.
One person, one spirit and one ghost, stand opposite each other.
The scene was deadly silent, but there was a very depressive atmosphere in the air, which was filling all directions.
There was a dark spirit of enmity, and the dark spirit of the surrounding spirits couldn't get close at all.
But the speed of the black enemies is not as fast as the old man.
At this time, the old ghost suddenly smiled.
The figure is blurred for a while!
咻咻咻—
Five stern and sharp winds suddenly tore the air and took them towards Ye Fan!
Dangdangdang—
The Ring Head Demon Sword lay horizontally in front of Ye Fan, stopping all the five strong winds!
"Hmph, in front of my black enemies, I also want to hurt my Patriarch, really looking for death!"
Immediately afterwards, the black enemy snorted coldly, and the sword swept out!
bass-
The sword qi broke through the air, directly flying the old man in Tang suit.
The headless body crashed into a solid wall, directly exploding a large hole.
A long and narrow knife mark that spread from the left chest to the lower abdomen suddenly appeared on the old ghost.
On the knife mark, the deep purple underworld constantly collided with the ghosts and ghosts, eroding each other, emitting a light sneer, and a thick white smoke!
Kill you while you are sick!
The dark spirit on the black enemy soul body is surging, and the ring head demon knife smashes down!
The deep purple sword energy suddenly shot at the old ghost in Tang suit!
[Author's digression]: Guiqiu banknotes and all kinds of support, brothers, although the update is late, but it will definitely not fall, I hope brothers will save some banknotes, give some support, or the results are too bad, write It is supernatural and terrifying again, the book is about to be cut!
Chapter 32
The current strength of the Black Enemy is amazing.
The ring head demon sword swung down, and suddenly a deep purple sword aura, slashed towards the old ghost in the Tang suit!
The old ghost's figure was erratic for a while, suddenly faint.
With a bang, on the solid wall, a long and narrow knife mark of three to four meters long was cut out by the knife gas.
Whoosh—
The headless corpse of the old man in Tang suit emerged from the thick ghost aura in the corridor.
Ye Fan narrowed his eyes, his eyes solemn.
Heiqiu stood in front of him, his body was shocking.
The old ghost hooked his right hand and his head immediately flew up and settled on his neck.
A pair of hollow ghost eyes staring at Ye Fan and Black Enemy, full of resentment and resentment.
Gurgling—
The ghost aura on the ground boiled and flew to the old man's wound, immediately allowing his knife wound to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Ye Fan's eyes flashed.
This ghost is really weird and powerful!
The black enemy snorted coldly, and the ring head demon sword kept cutting out!
噌噌噌—
A series of sword qi, put together a deep purple sword flower, covering the old ghost Zhou.
The old man in the Tang suit looked at Mingqi Sword Flower, and the eyes of the empty and silent ghost were full of solemnity.
The old ghost who had accidentally tried the black hatred blade just now didn't dare to block his edge.