The black knife cut off, clean and neat.

The red-faced ghost official flashed to one side of the ring and passed by Su Xing. His eyes looked at the referee in front of him, and his pupils slowly contracted.

There was a silence around, and even a thin needle could hear the sound.

"What, what's going on?" The red-faced ghost official murmured. Just as he was about to turn around, he suddenly felt his eyebrows crack and stretched to the end, and his whole body suddenly turned into two halves!

"Wow!"

The audience was suddenly infuriated. The ghost catcher in the stands stood up and looked at the awakened ring with a shocked look on his face!

At this time, there was no challenger in the other three rings. The remaining three ghost catchers looked over in surprise, with different expressions.

The four big ghosts on the judges were relatively calm and had seen the world.

Especially Sheng Zicheng and his wife, as the soul-catching messenger in Prison Mountain, have seen many bloody and cruel scenes, which is completely a slight comparison.

"So cruel!"

"Just one knife, the red-faced ghost official was split into two?!"

"He should be disqualified!"

The ghost catcher in the stands shouted, "Many oppose Su Xing, thinking that his methods were cruel and that he should be disqualified from the competition when he treated his colleagues in this way.

Su Xing swung the black knife, looked calmly at the referee who was stiff, and answered: "The sword has no eyes, and it is normal for the competition to have casualties, right?"

"Yes, yes!" The referee nodded stiffly. He remembered the rules of the ghost hunting competition, and did not kill ghosts and disqualify them.

“Unfair!”

"Yes, this is not fair!"

The ghost catcher in the stands was in an uproar, and many ghost catchers were under Chifeng's subordinates, who took the lead in making excitement.

"Whoever is calling me, I will call his name and let him come up and try it." Su Xing leaned on the black knife and looked into the stands and said calmly.

His voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard in the ghost's ears in the martial arts field, and his control over Guiyuan was very impressive and perfect.

Name it?!

In an instant, the shouting ghost hunter looked at Feng Qingyundan's awakening, silent as a cicada, and immediately stopped the sound.

The captain has the right to call the name on the ring. The ghost catcher who clicks the name must go to the ring and accept the challenge. It is the captain's right to resolve dissidents or conflicts.

However, the chance of the captain being named is that there is only one ghost catcher competition in each session, which is also the way the Ghost Government Office suppresses the captain.

But even so, the ghost catcher in the stands did not want to be the first bird, otherwise it would not be enough to wake up and chop vegetables.

Su Xing raised a hint of contempt and arrogance at the corner of his mouth, glanced at the ghost and caught a slanted look, leaning on a black knife, standing quietly in the center of the martial arts field, like a pillar of the sky-lifting mountain peak in the sky, which is a kind of uniqueness and a kind of aloofness!

Chifeng looked at Su Xing, his eyes turned cold, and an angry flame almost popped out of his eyes.

Old Yu frowned slightly, then sighed, feeling that Su Xing was too sharp and it was easy to break.

Qingfeng was expressionless and was waiting for the challenger.

"The boy Li Mu invited was a little interesting." Sheng Zicheng smiled playfully. He seemed to feel what the Lord Fengdu Zhengtang of Fuzhou Mansion said was "not simple"!

"It is a thing to be happy for many powerful men in the Ghost Government Office." Zhiyu said calmly. He didn't care about the death of the red-faced ghost official. Relatively speaking, he was more concerned about how powerful Su Xing was, because it meant the birth of a new powerful captain.

"I looked handsome, but I didn't expect to be so cruel." The green-haired woman leaned on Sheng Zicheng's shoulder and said softly.

"Why, your heart is beating?" Sheng Zicheng said teasingly, but there was a hint of viciousness in his eyes, his face was full of flesh, and a vicious look appeared. "If you fall in love with him, I will shave his little white face!"

"How could it be? Of course I like you!" The green-haired woman twisted like a water snake in Sheng Zicheng's arms, smelling greasy.

“…”

I stopped by just a glance at Sheng Zicheng and remained silent.

"I'll meet you!"

At this time, a ghost catcher flew down from the stands and landed on the Yu Lao's ring.

"Please give me some advice!"

The ghost catcher respectfully saluted the old man Yu and said politely: "Old Yu, you are old, it's time to retire and enjoy a happy life!"

"Ah, yes, I'm old and I should enjoy a happy life. Just give me a honorary captain, and don't have to fight to the front line. I'll give this position to you."

Old Yu hunched his back and shook his head and sighed, a bleak figure was about to step down.

"Wait, let me defeat you!"

Suddenly, a loud shout came from the stands and a sharp figure flew out.

In the air, the figure flashed like lightning, and a sharp light flew across the sky and suddenly slashed behind Yu Lao's back.

If he was struck, the old fish's weak body would definitely not be able to withstand it and would be split in half!

"you!"

Many ghost hunters stood up and suddenly stared at them, their eyes suddenly glared, and they were both shocked and annoyed.

Mr. Yu is highly respected in the Ghost Government Office and is an extremely qualified captain. Many ghost captains have received his teachings. As a result, such a despicable and shameless ghost captain actually attacked Mr. Yu when Mr. Yu took the initiative to retire!

"young people!"

A terrifying splendor suddenly burst out from the turbid eyes of the old man Yu, his thin arms were like a breeze blowing across his waist, and the big knife in the sheath seemed to be a thunderbolt in the sunny day.

With a "click", everyone just felt a sharp look in front of them, and then the ghost catcher who sneaked into Yu Lao was instantly split into two halves, and the big knife broke!

"Good knife technique!"

Sheng Zicheng praised loudly, his eyes clearly captured the trajectory of Yu Lao's big knife, but he was still amazed.

"It's a pity... I'm already old, otherwise I'd definitely be able to make a name for myself when I came to the prison department!" Sheng Zicheng shook his head and sighed, as if he was regretting Mr. Yu. In fact, he had not let go of a grudge with Mr. Yu in his heart, and his words were ridiculed by Mr. Yu.

"Shengzhicheng!"

Zhiyu's eyes sank. He respected Mr. Yu very much and was extremely unhappy with Sheng's own sarcastic attitude.

Sheng Zicheng snorted coldly and stopped engaging in many ways. One of them was the soul-catching messenger of the prison department, and the other was the prefect of the Ghost Government Office. It is hard to say who is weak and who is stronger.

Besides, the Yin God of the Master Fengdu Zhengtang of Fuzhou Prefecture was present, and both of them dared not be too presumptuous.

"Oh, I'm old!" Yu Lao Guang seemed to glance at Sheng Zicheng, shook his head, staggered away, and his hunched back disappeared in the martial arts field.

Su Xing looked deeply at the place where the fish disappeared, full of awe.

He also heard Li Mu tell the story of Yu Lao. When Li Mu first arrived in Fengdu, he was taken in by Yu Lao and was taken care of by him.

I heard that Mr. Yu has been a ghost hunter for tens of thousands of years in the Ghost Government Office. He has experienced many experiences. The prefect has not known how many times he has changed. He is a real old senior.

However, Mr. Yu has limited qualifications and his cultivation has stopped at the level of a ghost official. In addition, he is disappointed with the underworld, so he has no intention of entering the prison department for further studies. He stayed in the Ghost Government Office for the rest of his life, and cultivated generations of ghost catchers.

"Captain Qingfeng, offended!"

Qingfeng's are also facing challengers, polite and want to try it out.

"please!"

He is polite and courteous, and elegant, not like a ghost trap who is full of energy and hates evil, but is a good young man in the turbid world.

......

Qingfeng has many challengers. Although most of the challengers have failed, they are willing to try their luck or find the gap, just because Qingfeng's move is not heavy, even if he fails, he will not be disabled.

Relatively speaking, Chifeng and Su Xing had the least challengers. There were only a few ghost catchers on their ring, and there were few ghost catchers willing to touch their eyebrows.

On the four arenas, the most challengers were originally part of the Yu Lao, because the Yu Lao withdraws, all the ghost catchers are concentrating on fighting for that ring.

"Oh, it's so leisurely!" Su Xing leaned on the black knife with one hand and yawned with the other, and couldn't help but glance at Chifeng.

"Hmph! Being proud!" Chifeng looked cold and winked at the ghost capture in the stands.

"I'll meet you!"

The next moment, a ghost catcher flew out of Taichung and landed on Su Xing's stands, just about to speak politely.

"You? Not enough."

Su Xing shook his head, raised the black sword, and then fell down. The challenged ghost capture was cut in half.

"Wow"

The ghost catcher in the stands was boiling again because Su Xing was too unreasonable and killed him without saying a word. He was cruel by nature.

"He is like a demon by nature and is not worthy of being a ghost!" a ghost shouted.

"Yes, demon, he is a demon!"

Then there were ghosts and waves of demonic sounds immediately spread from the stands.

"Hmph!"

Chifeng raised his lips, showing a proud look. He didn't need his ghost capture to defeat Su Xing, he just needed to make Su Xing famous or arouse public anger.

"Shut up!"

The Lord Fengdu Zhengtang, who had been closing his eyes and resting, suddenly opened his eyes, his voice was like thunder, and two rays of lightning burst out from his eyes like a copper bell, directly slashing several ghosts who were provoking trouble to ashes.

The martial arts arena is silent immediately, and even the ghost from the inner area suddenly trembled, as if he could not bear the anger of the Lord Fengdu Hall of Fuzhou Mansion.
To be continued...