Shui Yunlong's head tilted and he fell into a coma without any resistance.

Seans' pupils suddenly shrank, ready to flash. After all, he was just a magical appearance, not even a clone, and at most he could only maintain the realm of a second-class phantom spirit master.

Lin Hao took action just now, and Seans felt something was wrong. This is such a cheating thing!

Now that there is a lot of evidence, we can attack them together. The order established by the New Immortal Court has become the school belle, and they can descend to the earth again!

The Western European Holy See and the Angels never gave up from beginning to end. They still wanted to enslave and drive mortals to do things for them.

"I still want to run!" Lin Hao's face was gloomy, but in an instant he had already arrived in front of Seans. The earthly servants and the servants were blocked by Lu Shan.

"Then, Lin Hao, this matter is not what you think, it has nothing to do with me!" Seans quickly waved his hand to deny the matter: "I, I'm actually just passing by, passing by, uh, no, I received the order from the leader to come to visit. There is no other meaning, you believe me."

"I believe you, has the Immortal Court allowed you to appear saints in the world?" Lin Hao stared at Seans tightly.

"Uh..." Seans shrank his neck in fear and felt a headache.

This guy is a true madman. If he can't give a reasonable reason, he might be really troubled by this guy.

Huh?

wrong!

Seans quickly reacted and looked at Lin Hao with anger: "Lin Hao, what are you saying too much? What does the Immortal Court allow you to use the power of the Immortal Spirit Master in the world? You are disobeying the orders and you don't abide by the decrees you have made, and you still say to me!"

"I am a phantom spirit master? Look at what level I am now?" Lin Hao curled his lips. It seemed that Chen Beixuan's concerns were correct. As expected, none of them were peaceable.

Seans looked carefully and found that it was not counted. Lin Hao was just a first-class phantom spirit master, and he was only as good as an ordinary person. Then he was afraid of nothing.

"Haha, the first-class phantom spirit master is also a phantom spirit master. If you break the rules, let alone others break the rules." Seans suddenly became unhappy. He was just a shadow of showing his saints. If he died, it would not have much impact on the deity. The most important thing is that his realm is higher than Lin Hao's.

"I won't cry until I see the coffin!" Lin Hao was too lazy to talk nonsense to the other party anymore. A afterimage flashed, and his fist as big as a sandbag swung towards Seans.

Lin Hao's attack was as fast as the wind and as fast as lightning. Unfortunately, Seans was pitifully slow in Seans' eyes. Seans raised his eyebrows disdainfully: "Hehe, but so, it's as slow as a snail..."

Unfortunately, before he finished speaking, Seans screamed and retreated in horror: "Water!? This is impossible!"

Seans was so light that he wanted to block Lin Hao's fist that he had waved. But before he could block it, he was suddenly kicked hard on his stomach. Thousands of kilograms of force gathered in the abdomen, and he flew more than ten meters away, and hit the rockery hard. The rockery in the courtyard collapsed in an instant.

Seans, who was buried by the pile of gravel, looked miserable, and mouthfuls of blood spurted out of his mouth.

Seans was frightened. How did this guy do it? He was indeed a first-class phantom spiritist, and when he attacked him just now, he did not use spiritual energy at all. He simply used the power of his body. The reason why he saw was so slow was not really slow, but because Lin Hao's speed was extremely fast, which made him feel that it had an illusion.

"It's impossible, you're a ghost, let's see how I kill you!" Lin Hao didn't talk nonsense to him, rushed up again, rode Seans and beat him up, and he was even more quick and accurate, kicking him wherever he hurt.
Chapter completed!