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Chapter Twelve: Is there a chance for your students?(1/2)

Who are you?" The ghost boy instinctively backed away in fear. Not only did the other person feel inexplicably scared, but his words also surprised him. He actually knew Master Huang's real name!

Why did this guy come out?

Mr. Huang, who had always been calm, was confused for a moment...

No one knows better than him how strong the seal of Qinglong Mountain is. He has known about that place a long time ago. Long before the previous dynasty was established, when the world was still in chaos and warlocks were rampant, this seal had

Already.

For thousands of years, the powerful Jin Dynasty has been destroyed, but this seal is still as stable as ever. This is why he dares to touch the opponent's body, because he is sure that the opponent cannot get out, at least not in the short term.

But it seems that he thought wrong...

"Why don't you speak?"

The cute baby girl has a smile on her face, and her muscles covered in coarse cloth expand rapidly, brewing with amazing energy.

"Who let you out?"

Mr. Huang didn't feel lucky at all. The other party didn't call him daddy. It was obvious that he didn't intend to show mercy.

In fact, he also knows that this guy is not stupid. He is willing to pretend to be confused and let himself be peeled off because he is too lonely. When someone can fill the other person's loneliness, he becomes his enemy...

"Daddy let me out..."

"Dad?" Huang Fuzi was stunned, and then said with a smile: "You don't have a father!"

"Now there is!"

The tone was calm, not angry or even a little bit angry, but it made Master Huang's heart even more gloomy.

What does it mean to have it now? What was false before is true now?

Who was it that let him out?

"Stop him!" Master Huang no longer hesitated and quickly retreated.

After receiving the order, the fake ghost baby's face clearly showed a trace of struggle, but his body was blocked in front of him uncontrollably.

"You took my flesh and blood and made something like this?"

The ghost boy was stunned, what is this thing called? He also made it?

"Fart!!" roared and exploded like thunder. The ghost baby's muscles expanded rapidly. The devil-like muscles actually swelled to four or five meters high, which was even bigger than before. The vigorous blood caused the drizzle in the sky.

Evaporated within one meter before even getting close!

But the doll wrapped in coarse cloth didn't even bother to look at it, and walked slowly towards Mr. Huang who was running away behind him.

"Bastard!" The ghost child's full strength was ignored in this way. The ghost child's anger rose to the extreme. He finally overcame the inexplicable fear in his heart and punched with all his strength, vowing to crush this ghost thing!

In anger, the power of this punch was extraordinary, more than ten times higher than when he dealt with Wang Ye the day before?

Before the fist even got close, the generated wind pressure caused the ground to collapse, and the entire fist became like a red-hot iron due to air friction!

But the female doll still didn't look at it and let the punch hit her face.

Click!

The crisp sound of fractures sounded, causing Mr. Huang to continue running without looking back. He knew without even thinking about which one the broken bones were...

how so?

The ghost boy stared blankly at his arms, first the phalanges, then the fists, and the arms. The deformation was visible to the naked eye. The severe pain came, making him realize what a terrifying monster was in front of him!

This guy's head is harder than the dense meteorite blade used by Master Huang to cut iron!

Before he could be surprised, a thick arm stretched out from the coarse linen clothes and grabbed his face.

The speed was so fast that I didn't even have the slightest reaction, and the next second I saw my head explode!

Yes, I saw it. My eyes flew to the sky and I looked at my head that exploded. It felt amazing.

Theoretically speaking, the eyes should not be able to see when they are separated from the body, but it was not until the moment the body was destroyed that the ghost child remembered that her eyes seemed not to be her own...

Ah, by the way, it seems that other things are not the same...

He stared blankly at his body being torn into pieces, with not only flesh and blood scattered all over the sky, but also sawdust for support...

He knew that it turned out that the things he and Master Huang made were the same. It turned out that... he was fake...

Bang!

The moment the eyes fell to the ground, the real ghost child was crushed without mercy. Facing this fake, he showed no mercy or even much anger.

In fact, he should be very angry. The guy who tricked him into calling him daddy cut off his own flesh and blood and sold his own bones just to make such a thing.

But okay, if he really released himself in advance, he wouldn't be able to meet his current father. So it's not a bad thing for him to lie to himself...

Thinking about it this way, the real ghost child became less angry, and instead felt a little grateful to the guy who ran away in a hurry.

But daddy said, try to kill him!

"stop!!"

Several loud shouts were heard, and they were full of anger. It was the soldiers who had just rushed from the city gate. When they saw that Master Huang was about to be killed, they immediately instinctively wanted to protect him!

The ghost baby smelled the smell of sawdust that he hated most without looking back. Anger flashed in his eyes and he wanted to slap them all to death. But just when he was about to take action, an extremely powerful restraint suddenly trapped his limbs.

, which made the ghost boy frown.

Even so, the action he was about to take carried huge wind pressure and sent the people who were attacking him flying away, causing their heads to bleed.

"Go and find Yuchi Peng!"

An old voice came. The ghost child did not pay attention to the soldiers who were escaping in a hurry, but looked up at the old man who trapped him.

The old man was dressed in a black bamboo hat and his exposed arms were as skinny as wood. The ghost child recognized him at a glance.

This is the old guy who followed Master Huang when he went into the cave to lie to himself.

The ghost baby looked at his feet. At some point, the world of shadows on the ground had completely deformed. The original houses and trees had all deformed, turning into rope-like shapes that were wrapped around his own shadow.

Although the shadow has changed shape, its mass has not changed. The ghost baby immediately felt tens of thousands of tons of pressure imprisoning his whole body!

"Warlock..." The ghost child's voice was cold...

"If you were even half a step slower, I'd be dead!" Huang Fuzi slumped to the ground and said with a bitter smile.

"I told you not to mess with this thing from the beginning!" Mr. Miao replied coldly: "Do you know who released it?"

"How do I know which one is Killing Thousand Swordsmen?"

Mr. Miao was silent. He had a guess in his mind, but he felt that this guess was a bit ridiculous. After all, how old was that person? There were no more than five people in the world who knew the information about the ghost baby being sealed in Qinglong Mountain. Even Liu Yu didn't know that.

The young county magistrate shouldn't know.

And even if you knew it, how could the seal designed by the Qinglong Warlock be so easily broken?

"Um?"

While he was thinking, a sudden pull made Mr. Miao almost lose his balance.

He looked over in astonishment, only to see the ghost child looking at him with a ferocious smile, with a terrifying light in his eyes, walking towards him step by step!

His own technique did not fail. Feiying melted the shadows of all the heavy objects around him and tied them to the shadow of the ghost baby. However, the opponent's strength was beyond imagination!

The ground tore apart, and all the surrounding big trees were pulled out of the ground. Then the foundations of the surrounding huge houses were also uprooted!

Mr. Miao and Master Huang both took a breath. What does it mean to be so powerful? It was rumored that this monster could compete with the ghost King Xiang. I thought it was an exaggeration before, but now it seems that the rumors are not groundless!

"rise!!"

The ghost baby's face was ferocious, with blue veins popping out. With a roar, the whole ground started to churn. The scene was extremely exaggerated. Mr. Miao vomited blood and backed away!

He looked at the other person in disbelief. It was the first time he encountered a being who could break his spell with brute force.

This monster!!

"Old Miao!" Master Huang was shocked. Just as he was about to help, he heard a heroic laughter from the sky.

"Hahahaha, where does this monster come from to be so arrogant? Look at the knife!!"

The tall figure carried a pair of giant wings, and his heroic laughter was like thunder. The pressure of the swooping wind made the ghost child look at the sky for the first time, showing a rare dignified look!

Even when he was trapped by the spell, he had never been so serious, because he could feel that the flying guy was obviously more troublesome than the warlock...

Bang!

Without hesitation, the ghost child stomped its foot to the ground, and the whole churned earth suddenly shattered. The ghost child itself turned into a cannonball and rushed towards the visitor!

“Well done!!”

The big man in mid-air turned red with excitement, swung the sword in his hand, and with the force of the dive, it turned into a ten-foot-long sword and struck down!

boom!

The roaring thunderous sound caused by the collision made the hearts of everyone within a ten-mile radius jump. The huge wind pressure generated by the collision between the two people directly rolled up a hurricane, crushing the surrounding houses hundreds of meters away!

Many residents were turned into ashes in panic before they could react...

"Yuchipeng is here, let's go!"

Mr. Huang took advantage of the chaos and quickly stepped forward to help the injured Mr. Miao and ran directly to the rear.
To be continued...
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