Chapter 163 Fake Foreigner

"Don't you have a grudge?"

"Won't you be willing to die?"

"There's no one left now."

"Come on, let me see, what kind of place of gathering yin, what kind of ghost has come out!"

Fang Zheng exploded and slashed at the third frame.

Whoosh!

A gust of wind, a gust of wind, and the temperature of the air dropped. Bang!

The kerosene lamp was blown over. First, the environment darkened and a fire broke out in an instant.

It was a wooden house, and the fire spread quickly along the leaking kerosene, like a red snake, burning in the direction of Fang Zheng in an attempt to stop Fang Zheng.

He turned a blind eye to the direction and slashed at the photo frame hanging on the wall.

Crack!

Boom!

The photo frame was broken by a knife, glass shards and sawdust exploded and danced, and the powerful Ghost head knife forced the air into a whirlwind. Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed out of the broken photo frame in front of Fang Zheng's eyes. Fang Zheng's eyes were cold, his hands were quick, and he chased after it with a knife.

The shadow was too fast!

Fang Zheng made an empty cut.

Fang Zheng's body was filled with blood and qi, and he had three lights, one on his left and right shoulders and the other on his head. At this moment, Fang Zheng was full of blood and masculinity, and the Voldemort King Kong Seal on his left hand did not want to return to pursue him.

Knock!

Both fists hit each other, and the impact of the flag was quite strong, which made Fang Zheng encounter great resistance. Fang Zheng looked coldly and found that it was Li Fugui who stayed at night.

At this time, Li Fugui's skin was gray and blue, and his eyes were turning white, which was beyond the limits of normal people. He could only see his eyes white, but not a little black pupils.

It was a ghost.

Nine yang true qi!

Wood Burning Broadsword Techniques!

Fang Zheng didn't care what you were, but the Ghost head knife, which was about a meter long, rolled up in his hands and chopped at you.

Without mercy.

The Li Fugui in front of him was not a living person. He had no psychological pressure to chop him up.

Dang!

Li Fugui took the knife with his fist and exploded with a deafening roar of steel ingots cutting each other.

It was the layer of gray on his skin that blocked Fang Zheng's knife.

However, Li Fugui was also not easy to bear. Nine yang's true qi was originally the thing that just arrived at the sun, and it was the natural star of these filthy ghosts. When the second knife of the burning wood Broadsword Techniques came out, the strength on Li Fugui's fist became weaker.

Dang!

The second cut cut Li Fugui back a step.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

A huge force penetrated into Li Fugui's arms, and every single cut shook Li Fugui's body. When the fifth cut was made in a row, poof!

Li Fugui's body was covered in a layer of gray and green ghost spirit, and finally could not resist Fang Zheng's sixth knife. A bloody fist was cut off by a ghost head knife.

But Li Fugui seemed to have been shielded from the pain, not knowing the pain, expressionless, no emotions, only a pair of pale eyes rolled over, and continued to pounce on Fang Zheng crazily.

The Wood Burning Broadsword Techniques belonged to a fierce and domineering knife. Li Fugui pounced on it, just as Fang Zheng wanted. In an instant, the blade pressed on the air, and the air ripped and gave off a rumble that sounded like an air explosion. It was extremely fast. The rumble of extremely fast rubbing air seemed to be about to break through the sound barrier.

The momentum was terrifying.

Because of the rapid chopping, Ghost head knife tore the air violently, rubbed against the air at high temperature, and even the surface of the Ghost head knife became redder and redder, the surface temperature became hotter and hotter, and the killing power became more and more domineering.

Wood Burning Broadsword Techniques is a fast knife.

A total of 9981 knives, one knife after another, a knife faster than a knife, the longer the connection between the knife moves, the more overbearing the power, the potential as a rock burst, the less knife moves.

Poof!

Li Fugui's body was ripped apart by the ninth strike and disappeared.

The shadow flashed, and the ghost left Li Fugui's body, passing through the burning wall of the room, and then into the bedroom next door.

Fang Zheng did not care about that much, his face was cold, his legs were like stepping on the ground, and he ran right through the wall of high temperature burning flames, his skin was covered with a thin layer of cicada like light golden glass, blocking the fire and ice gas, boom!

The log compartment was split open with a knife, and the wood fragments exploded. Like a raging humanoid beast, the man rushed into the bedroom, flipping his hand in the dark air and chopping it out with a knife.

Nine yang true qi cut out a thick, red blade, boom!

A miner who had yet to stand still was cut to the ground by Fang Zheng. Fang Zheng was in a position of superiority. He was cut out with a knife like a butcher's knife. The light of the knife was red, and the air smelled of burnt odor. It was the flash of the knife too fast and the high temperature energy that was rapidly rubbing against the air was dissipated.

Wheeze!

A head rolled down and shot a distant blood arrow.

Crackle, crackle, crackle. At this moment, the fire in the house was getting bigger and bigger. The flames were burning and the smoke was rolling.

However, everyone in the room seemed to have fallen asleep. No one woke up in such a big fire.

There was more than one person in the bedroom. After Fang Zheng cut off the head with a knife, the shadow left the miner's body and flew to another sleeping miner next to him.

"Too weak!"

Fang Zheng's eyes were cold and he ran after her with a knife.

The light of the knife was like a waterfall pouring down madly, once again cutting the person who was possessed onto the bed and spilling blood all over the bed.

Just like that, the ghost came all the way, and Fang Zheng chased it all the way.

He was like a savage beast, rampaging around the house. The solid wooden house made of thick logs was hacked by him, and it was riddled with holes.

At this time, the fire had spread to the outer wall of the wooden house. One-third of the fire was swallowed up, and the fire was raging.

A crackling, burning explosion.

Seventh, eighth, ninth, tenth, eleventh... Fang Zheng went all the way wild, all the way over. When the shadow was about to go to the last man named Ping Si, Fang Zheng seized the opportunity and finally caught up with the shadow before it came.

Ghost head knife slashed and slashed at the shadow. The extreme speed of the blade pressed against the air and rolled up the wind. The shadow seemed to know the horror of the Ghost head knife and retreated a step back. At this moment, Fang Zheng shouted loudly, his voice thundering, his masculine breath burning like a furnace, and the Voldemort King Kong Seal in his left hand came out.

Whether it was the previous stab or this Voldemort King Kong Seal move, it was planned by Fang Zheng for a long time. As long as the shadow retreated a step back, he could not escape this fist print.

Bang!

Fang Zheng finally saw the true face of the shadow. It was like an ancient man who had walked out of europe in the 20th century. He was dressed like a little european gentleman in a white shirt, vest, trousers, and shiny leather shoes. He was an asian with black hair and yellow skin.

It was the fake foreigner that Ping Si and Li Fugui were talking about.

At this moment, the yang in his body was full of blood. With the fist marks, his brain was bombarded into the ghost object. The ghost looked painful and struggled to escape.

"Come if you want, leave if you want, leave it for me!"

Fang Zheng shouted coldly, and the Wood Burning Broadsword Techniques poured out, poof!

The ghost was directly hanged in the blazing sky.

A wisp of soul floated up and was immediately devoured by the Human Skin scriptures.

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