Chapter 223：

Whoosh~

The figure disappeared again!

Appeared in front of another black-haired zombie again!

Knife mans broken empty!

Another head shot to the sky in the purple flames!

The Painted Ghost standing behind the zombies felt a murderous aura and the cold of the ghost, surrounding him!

His pair of ghost eyes widened to the limit!

Watching the purple light flickering in the field!

The incomparable sound of the sharp blades breaking through the air, and the cracking of the skull, continued to sound!

Every time where the purple light appears, there is a black-haired zombie head, blasting into the sky!

The remnant body turned into fly ash in the purple inflammation!

This purple light flashed eight times in a row in just a few seconds!

Eight black-haired zombies at the pinnacle of the fourth-order restricted level have no power to fight back!

Can't even make a horrible howl!

All were decapitated!

The remnant body turned into masses of purple fire ashes!

Patter~

Ye Fan's footsteps are rhythmic!

Hearing it in the ears of Painted Skin Ghost, he was surprised that this was the sound of death coming!

The air was filled with the foul smell of corpse water, and the burnt smell of the charred body!

Painted Skin Ghost's eyes trembled!

This is the breath of death!

Click~

Ye Fan's figure stopped in front of Painted Skin Ghost!

Painted Ghost's trembling eyes moved up slowly!

Looking at the trembling ghost of Painted Skin Ghost, Ye Fan sneered.

"Do you feel the fear?"

"Hehe, it turns out that ghosts are also afraid!"

"I Ye Fan did what I said!"

"Said to raise your ashes, then raise your ashes!"

"I…"

The Painted Skin Ghost raised his head, just about to plead!

Bang~

Ye Fan's left hand surrounded by purple fire directly covered his head!

Five fingers squeeze!

The deep purple underworld directly formed a vortex in Ye Fan's palm!

"Howl~"

A ghost was directly sucked out by Ye Fan!

"please…"

The ghost still howl for mercy!

Ye Fan didn't bother to pay attention at all, spraying the underworld in his palm, and instantly all the ghosts and ghosts were incinerated into ashes!

With a lift of his left hand, the ghost ashes floated up and disappeared!

Ye Fan looked at the young man possessed by the Painted Skin Ghost again.

The boy was covered with blood, and after his eyes recovered his sanity, he stared at Ye Fan with resentment on his face.

"Why are you nosy?"

"This is an opportunity I finally seized!"

"Originally, I could gain powerful power!"

"Damn those people, all **** them!"

"The weak should die!"

"can…"

Ye Fan interrupted the boy's words directly: "In that case, you should die too!"

The purple flame on his left hand was also gushing, turning this person who lost his heart for strength into ashes!

The night wind blows, the corpses of the monsters and ghosts in one place, Ye Fan alone is standing proudly!

[The author's digression]: I wrote a memo on my mobile phone outside, and sent it up with the browser. I am afraid that it will be late. The last day of today is three changes, and the four changes should be resumed tomorrow. Brothers, please beg for a wave Tickets and support, please help "Terror" and let us sprint!

Chapter 127 Mission Complete【1/4】

Upstairs teaching.

Mao Gensheng and all the students watched Ye Fan helplessly, cutting the phantom white-haired zombie to pieces.

Twelve black-haired zombies, like a owl head that cuts melons and vegetables, everyone's face is full of incredible color and horror.

A fourth-order limited-level psychic master, slaying monsters of the same level, is like slaughtering a pig and a dog.

It can even cross a whole large sequence to kill the nightmare-level ghosts of the fifth sequence.