Chapter 153 Twice

Bang bang!

Fang Zheng and the cool girl kept fighting, and the ground in the yard cracked and rocks flew.

When you practice the ninth level, you can increase the strength of nine elephants.

Although Fang Zheng had not yet figured out how many kilograms the nine elephant's strength was.

But if converted into an ordinary adult elephant, an ordinary adult elephant could lift a 1.5 ton car.

If one elephant's power was converted to 1.5 tons, nine elephant's power was equivalent to 13.5 tons of physical strength?

And if an ordinary person saw a fight in front of him, he would have to watch it on the spot.

This was already beyond the limits of the human body.

Even if an ordinary person exercised for ten lifetimes, he would have to punch him to the limit of 2,000 or 3,000 kilograms.

Every time Fang Zheng punched a cool girl, the other party's slender arms, which looked like they were embroidered with flowers and legs, seemed to contain terrifying power. With every punch, he could feel the great power coming from the other party's fist, almost as strong as his opponent.

But!

Still too weak.

The woman in front of him was not as oppressive as Shahu had been.

This was because Fang Zheng entered the country too quickly.

Who could practice a martial arts secret book in a few hours and reach the peak in a few days like him?

Seeing that leng yan girl was indeed a skinless ghost who could no longer bring out the new Human Skin ghost, Fang Zheng no longer delayed.

Indestructible Seal!

Air illusion!

The leng yan girl was suddenly shocked. She was bound to get a hit, and suddenly fell into the air inexplicably. The speed difference between the two was not big. She clearly caught the trajectory of Fang Zheng's attack, but the next moment, she actually missed a punch, but when she thought about it again, it was too late, boom!

A fist print was like a cannon ball, rubbing against the air at top speed and pounding heavily on the cold and beautiful girl's abdomen.

The ferocious force exploded in the cold girl's abdomen, almost being punched through by Fang Zheng.

Bang!

The cool girl was thrown out.

But before the cool girl landed, the next moment, Fang Zheng had already killed her with a knife.

"Kneel down!"

As fast as lightning, Fang Zheng slashed at leng yan girl with the back of his knife, not wanting to kill her at once.

He also wanted to leave the other party's life to press for information.

Caught off guard, the disheveled, cool girl hurriedly raised her arm to block it, bang!

The gorgeous girl, who was still in the air, suddenly fell to the ground with Fang Zheng's fierce knife.

At this time, the cold and beautiful girl was very embarrassed.

She fell to the ground, her face was ashen, and all her arrogance was now shattered by Fang Zheng like mud.

A phoenix in distress is better than a pheasant.

The cool and beautiful girl wanted to resist violently, but she found that her arms could not be lifted. Then she was ashamed and angry to find that there were two big footprints on her white and flawless jade arm. The lotus root arm was being trampled by Fang Zheng's two feet, like a female dog riding under Fang Zheng.

This made her feel nauseous.

Disgusted to look at Fang Zheng.

Lengyan girl was unwilling and wanted to resist. At this moment, a big hand, like a tight hoop, strangled lengyan girl's snow-white neck. The strong sense of suffocation made her face black. At the same time, the cold blade of the Ghost head knife tightly pressed against her creamy neck, and the crisp, snowy skin that could be blown could clearly feel the icy killing intent on the Ghost head knife.

"Move a little more. I don't mind leaving a big scar on your neck." Fang Zheng did not have any pity for her. His hands still held the woman's snow-white neck tightly on the ground, and his face was cold and threatening.

Old god stick may have been killed.

Not long ago, the other party even put a curse on him. On his back was an invisible Ghost bride.

All of this came from the girl in front of the Gao family, who was a vicious woman.

"Don't you like to lecture people in an old-fashioned manner?"

"What's wrong with a girl who doesn't even have a bulge in her chest? She's sick in her middle school and doesn't study hard. She runs around and cries for help. She only wants to kill you and him all day long."

"From now on, I'll ask and you answer."

"What is the curse on me? How can I undo it?"

Fang Zheng interrogated in a condescending manner.

The phoenix in distress was no better than a pheasant.

"Have a temper?"

"Tough mouth?"

"Won't you speak?"

However, at this moment, the cold and beautiful girl, who was imprisoned on the ground, suddenly wiped herself on the edge of the knife.

Poof!

People die like this...

Fang Zheng was still a little unresponsive for a moment, a chaste and strong woman? Rather die than surrender?

But at this moment, bang, the cool girl on the ground exploded like a piece of cloth, ordinary soul + 1.

Fang Zheng was shocked. It was another Painting ghost!

But this time, the Painting ghost, he actually did not see any flaws, indicating that this is a lot more advanced than the other Painting ghost.

Just like when he faced the killer, he also failed to see that it was just a Human Skin after Shahu's death.

The scene in front of you is like seeing a goddess in the street. When you spend a lot of time, have a lot of foreplay and preparation, and are about to approach the goddess, you look back... The figure goddess became the figure killer.

Or the 70-year-old version of the flower.

Is it exciting?

Was it an accident?

Surprise or not?

Fang Zheng got up, still holding the Ghost head knife vigilantly in his hand. He looked around and found that the boundary around the three families had disappeared. On the other hand, standing opposite him, there was a name that was so exquisite that it didn't seem like a real person... Seventeen or eighteen years old female high school student.

Suddenly, it was the Gao family cool girl who was riding under him and killed herself by wiping her neck not long ago!

Regardless of height, facial features, and body shape, they were all the same.

But this cool girl seemed to be the real one.

Because between his eyes and brows, his expression was even colder. He could not see the coldness of happiness, anger, sorrow, and joy at all.

Since ben zun is still alive, what happened to the previous painting?

Shouldn't it be made of human skin?

The first thing Fang Zheng said to this cool girl was, "Can't the Painting ghost have breast implants?"

In fact, Fang Zheng's intention was to provoke the other party again.

Perhaps it could bring him another wave of spirit.

Just now, he killed 17 human skins, lit up ten qi runes, and became rich overnight. A few minutes would be enough. He had spent five or six days in the university city collecting wool.

Overnight savings surged.

"Twice." The cool girl looked at Fang Zheng in front of her, expressionless, and said the inexplicable number.

His voice was clear and sweet.

"My half-brother was skinned and turned into a painting by me. You killed him in Dragon head lake half a month ago."

"I spent ten days refining the split skin, and half a month later today, you killed me again."

Skinned his own blood brother?

Shahu?

That Gao family genius who died young?

Fang Zheng gasped, but when he heard the next sentence, Fang Zheng quickly interrupted, "Wait, what kind of painting did you use to wipe your neck to commit suicide?"

"I'm not a scapegoat. I'm not a scapegoat."

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