"boom!"

A fierce hurricane is coming.

The fist filled with Yin Qi suddenly pressed in front of the monster.

If the huge fist bones were actually reflected, no matter how powerful this monster with eight heads and four arms was, it would be reduced to a puddle of flesh and blood.

At the critical moment, the eyes of one of the monster's heads glowed with a white and penetrating light.

Immediately, he saw countless pale palms protruding from the void, with wide-open fingers digging into the ghost's hard muscles. The cold Yin Qi circulated, and white smoke rose up on the body like a soldering iron.

In the blink of an eye, the monster's offensive came to a halt.

The distance between us was like the end of the world at this moment. The eight-headed and four-armed monster was grinning ferociously. Its right arm was suddenly surrounded by black wind, and its fist hit the monster's forehead with unparalleled strength.

boom!

The ghost's face was sunken, and its strong body fell backwards.

The monster with eight heads and four arms pursued the victory, turned its fist into a palm, and pinched the muscular ghost's head. The pale palm it summoned desperately locked the ghost's four bodies, making it unable to effectively resist.

"Roar!"

The monster raised its foot and stamped the ghost's head into mud.

Seeing this situation, the strong man not far away couldn't help but show a bit of pride with a cold expression on his lips. He reached out and pulled out a waist knife from under the driver's seat. It was about three feet long and had a narrow blade.

The whole body was wrapped in dirty white cloth and looked very inconspicuous.

The strong man stared at him with wolfish eyes, while taking off the cloth strip, revealing the rusty blade, with dark red blood stains on it, which seemed to be twisting and moving.

Boom,

Boom,

The strong man lowered his eyes, and a 'rubber ball' rolled over.

It's just that the face of this 'Piqiu' is very familiar, but he is not his right-hand man, Lao Cao.

Sure enough, something unexpected happened!

"Come play ball with me."

Without any warning, a child wearing a peaked cap and cute children's clothing stood opposite the strong man, staring at the strong man with dark eyes, smiling brightly, and raised his hand to wave. "Come!"

Tick ​​tock…

The waist knife in the strong man's hand suddenly burst into thick blood. He grinned in pain, and a bright red line of blood split open on his neck. In an instant, his thick neck was dyed bright red.

A powerful curse came out of nowhere and almost killed the strong man.

"You bastard, you still want to play!"

The strong man's eyes revealed ferociousness, and his blood-covered teeth opened and closed as if he wanted to swallow the child in one gulp. The fear of approaching death made his heart beat fast, but it also made his ferocity more intense.

He quickly raised the waist knife with blood gleaming in his hand and slashed it down at the child from a distance.

"Let me see how many lives you have left to play with!"

The scarlet sword flashed past.

The child's bright smile froze on his face, and his white and tender soul was devoured visibly to the naked eye.

Phew~

The peaked cap fell to the ground with the wind.

Seeing this, the strong man's face became more ferocious and he cursed: "Play... play again and show me."

Unexpectedly, the waist knife that the strong man casually pulled out from under the car seat would have such a powerful curse effect. He could kill the child with one knife, which seemed quite effortless.

As he said that, the strong man probably hadn't vented enough anger in his heart. He lowered his eyes and saw Lao Cao's bloody head looking at him. He suddenly raised his foot and kicked him, sending him flying far away.

.

Until then, the strong man was planning to take out the remaining ghosts with a knife, but he suddenly saw something while looking around, and his eyes full of madness suddenly gained an imperceptible solemnity.

He turned to stare at the wall of fire blocking the way forward.

Standing in the violent burning flames was a tall and thin young man with cold eyebrows. Seeing that the strong man finally found himself, he walked slowly out of the fire.

"It looks like this is the trap you set."

When the strong man saw the real master, the murderous intention in his chest immediately reached its peak. As soon as the word 'look' came out of his mouth, the knife he clenched tightly in his hand was aimed at the slender man's eyebrows.

The scarlet sword light reappears!

Almost in no particular order, the monster with eight heads and four arms jumped up like a cannonball, and the black whirlwind instantly enveloped its body, hitting the young man from top to bottom.

A pair of pale palms bloomed in the void, trying to imprison the man.

In less than a blink of an eye, the killing move is ready!

Seeing that those horrifyingly white fingers were about to dig into Qiu Baifei's body, his pursed lips suddenly curled up, his sarcasm clearly revealed.

In the lightning and flint, the figure under Qiu Baifei's feet suddenly stood up with a huge body. He swung his muscular arms and his huge fists were like a huge wall, suppressing the Yin Qi and smashing each palm to pieces.

It was the muscular ghost that died just now.

Qiu Baifei put his hands in his pockets, his expression unchanged.

On the other hand, the strong man's expression was extremely grim. His waist knife actually had no effect on Qiu Baifei. Immediately, he suddenly raised his eyes and looked up. There were veins on the fingers holding the handle of the knife, which showed the exertion of force.

The monster with eight heads and four arms was still in the air and did not come down.

It's not that it's preparing to make a big move, it's that it simply can't come down.

A long thread, no thicker than a finger, strangled the monster's eight heads like reins. Not only did the black wind surrounding it not play a defensive role, but it gradually became thinner and disappeared.

The other end of the long line is in the hands of a man wearing a bamboo hat, with a leisurely look.

At first glance, the monster with eight heads and four arms looks like a kite. It is firmly controlled by the wheel in the man's hand, unable to move, and has lost its mental connection with the strong man.

Crunch~

The strong man rubbed his teeth angrily, not knowing whether it was anger or fear, his whole body was trembling uncontrollably.

"It's my turn now."

Qiu Baifei smiled brightly.

It makes a strong man feel cold in his heart.

In front of Bai Wuchang, his methods were really like playing a big sword in front of Guan Gong's gate, not overestimating his own capabilities.

Qiu Baifei's posture did not change, he stared at the strong man and said:

"Kneel down!"

In an instant, a strong sense of death came suddenly, and the gushing blood from the knife in the strong man's hand disappeared in an instant. Immediately, the flesh on the strong man's face shrank rapidly, aged, and his body became rickety, and he knelt straight on the ground.

Simple!

Effortless.

The strong man had a look of horror on his face, and he spat out meaningless syllables in his throat.

He stared at the hands supporting the body, so yellow and old, with the skin sticking tightly to the bones. This fear instantly overwhelmed all the madness and ferocity, causing the strong man to shed tears of pain.

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To put it bluntly, my confidence collapsed.

"let's start."

Qiu Baifei said coldly.

But a strange face suddenly appeared in the flames, and his lips blew lightly.

The blazing wall of fire suddenly became extremely cold and fell forward, instantly submerging the strong man and others. Immediately, the sea of ​​​​fire rolled and changed, and unexpectedly turned into a platform.

…

In the confusion, the strong man suddenly heard a vigorous voice.

"Let's hit the road!"

Boom, boom...

Something rolled to the ground.

This sound instantly triggered a stress reaction in the strong man, and his chaotic mind suddenly woke up. However, he was too weak at this time, and it took a lot of effort to raise his eyelids.

In his blurred vision, an evil ghost's head turned into bloody ashes in front of him.

Lift your head upward.

A flickering candle sits on a wooden table.

There are many ghosts standing on both sides, children wearing peaked caps, women with no facial features, powerful muscular ghosts, men wearing bamboo hats...

Demons and monsters, shadows and shadows.

Qiu Baifei sat on the chair, playing with the waist knife in his hand, and said in a voice that only he could hear: "So this is Tu Wei Wujiu San's unique telepathy device. It is indeed a bit weird and unique."
To be continued...