As soon as these words were spoken, the two deacons were stunned, especially the fat deacon, whose faces were full of pimples, instantly fascinated.

Squinted, the fat deacon stared at Xing Bing for a long time, as if he knew him on the first day.

Too unexpected!

Xing Bing has not completed the task several times before. He pushed a person out of his team to feed the zombies, but he was so scared that he was like a turtle shrank. Why did he change his temperament today?

"Maybe I chose a corpse a few days ago, and my strength has skyrocketed, are you man?"

Despite the doubts, the fat deacon still took out a black ghost-headed dagger from his arms and handed it to Xing Bing.

He casually said that the number of these hundred swords was to scare Xing Bing, a villain, and he was unrestrained. The number was just a form, and the purpose was to make people feel scared.

He didn't believe that this kid, who was as fat as himself, dared to put these hundred swords into action.

But the fact is, Xing Bing actually agreed?

One hundred knives!

What is this concept? It wasn't until now that the fat deacon recovered and knew what kind of horror numbers he had said.

Not to mention this kid, he was just himself, who was so powerful that he had to kill him, and he had twenty swords!

No matter how many, it will be dead.

The person who has the same idea as the fat deacon has that scarface.

Both of them thought that Xing Bing must be in a mess today.

Even the old ghost sitting on the big stone glanced at Xing Bing inadvertently, as if he thought something was wrong with this guy.

The old woman's glance made Qin Feng feel alert, but fortunately the other party was just a little curious about Xing Bing's ruthlessness and did not doubt anything else.

Controlling Xing Bing to take the knife, Qin Feng looked over.

Above the blade, a ghost head appeared vividly, with a big mouth and canine teeth intertwined, and a scarlet tongue stretched out, staring at himself straight at him.

Qin Feng sneered. This thing is indeed a bit scary to others, but for the dead Xing Bing, it is simply a pediatric department.

"Senior Brother Ge, right?"

Qin Feng controlled Xing Bing and asked the fat man with a fierce look on his face. The cold gaze pierced his mind, which shocked the fat deacon, but the latter was not nervous and nodded, saying, "Well, what's wrong?"

"You can count it with me!"

After saying that, he stabbed his thigh with a knife, and the blades were all inserted into the flesh, leaving only the handle outside.

Before the fat deacon could react, the second knife had already entered the leg.

One knife, two knife, three knife...ten knife...the knife penetrates the flesh and blood fly.

Xing Bing slashed one after another without hesitation, making everyone onlookers feel that he was not his own leg. After stabbing his left leg, he stabbed his right leg.

The ghost head kept roaring on the blade, biting and eating Xing Bing's flesh and blood. Even Xing Bing's entire person was shrouded in a ball of black gas, and the blood light splattered, which was very terrifying.

But Xing Bing didn't say a word, even his face didn't change!

stunned!

Everyone was shocked by Xing Bing's ruthlessness at this moment!

In addition to the old ghost, he opened his eyes and looked at Xing Bing in surprise.

"This kid is ruthless!"

However, when she turned her eyes to Xing Bingshu's wound stabbed by the Xuan Ghost Blade, a hint of clarity suddenly appeared, and the doubt immediately disappeared, and she immediately closed her eyes.

"So it's a half-life demon corpse. No wonder this kid is so decisive and a good talent!"

Xing Bing's leg was stabbed while recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. After stabbing the left leg, his right leg had recovered as before. After stabbing the right leg, his left leg also recovered. After stabbing the right leg, his left leg also recovered. After repeated 100 blows, Xing Bing was still like a person who was fine, standing there without frowning.

"One hundred strokes, the knife is closed!"

The ghost on the knife seemed to be quite full, licked his tongue with satisfaction and returned to the Xuan Ghost Blade.

Qin Feng controlled Xing Bing, with an unfulfilled look on his face, and extended the Xuan Ghost Blade to the fat deacon, licked his bloody tongue, and said gloomyly: "Senior Brother Ge, are you here to stab him a few times? Xing Bing, I will count it carefully for you today, and we will get close to each other in the future!"

Threat, naked threat!

At this moment, everyone was frightened by Xing Bing. This kid was not only cruel, but also a master who was not afraid of death. He actually dared to threaten Senior Brother Ge of the Rengang Realm with his cultivation level at the Fangang Realm.

Everyone had incredible expressions on their faces.

"Uh!~"

At this moment, the expression on the fat deacon's face instantly became stiff.

Although the latter's eyes were constantly cold, under Xing Bing's fierce and cruel gaze, he finally retreated.

After glaring at Xing Bing fiercely, he said embarrassedly: "Okay, don't stab it anymore! You kid are cruel enough. You will have two hundred more corpses tomorrow. Send them to me as much as possible. Otherwise, it would be not as simple as a bayonet!"

The fat deacon waved his hand helplessly and signaled that Xing Bing would end here.

"Damn, just Xing Bing, what can I do if I stab you a thousand times? Only the extremely weird natal demon corpse will have this super perverted recovery ability. When this corpse was born, although it was only a mysterious grade, its magical powers and advanced abilities were ranked first in the Xuan grade corpse, and there was even a high chance of evolving into a ground grade or even a heavenly grade. If it was not done well in the future, this guy could still climb onto his head. It would be better to offend this person less."

Xing Bing smiled, and with the blood on his face, he was very cruel.

He turned around casually and called his subordinates to leave.

Staring at Xing Bing's leaving back, the fat deacon suddenly felt a little inexplicably panicked.

In the Earth Corpse Gate, there will be a few peerless ruthless people in every generation, slaughtering countless people, killing countless people. Through the journey, there will be bloody storms. Each of them is the pride of the Earth Corpse Gate and is also the nightmare for everyone.

"It seems that this person should be less provoked by him in the future..."

Qin Feng didn't know that the fat deacon admired him so much.

When he knew that he could choose to be killed instead of his subordinates' death, he chose this path without hesitation.

Xing Bing is a dead person himself, what is the point of getting a few strokes? Besides, he also has the magical power to quickly heal, which is just enough to pretend to be Xing Bing's natal demon corpse.

I was afraid of revealing the stuff, but with the magical power of rapid healing, everything happened naturally.

It's so seamless!

Qin Feng was so satisfied with Xing Bing's identity. This person was a lurking identity tailored for himself.

The reason why I saved a few people was not only because they were innocent, but more because Qin Feng had another plan. Some experiences in his previous life told me that if I want to be in the ground corpse sect like a fish in water, I must have a few more capable younger brothers. In this way, I don’t have to show up some small things myself. If I continue to explain them, I will naturally run errands on my behalf, which can also reduce my exposure to the outside world, and naturally increase the safety factor.

But people's hearts are the hardest to buy, so Qin Feng made some news.

In this way, I don’t have to worry that a few people will not be grateful to me.

Sure enough, things were as expected. Through this bitter plan, the six people's eyes completely changed.

When he walked to a hidden place, under Fan Liu's intentional fanning the flames, the six people knelt in front of him.

At this moment, Qin Feng smiled, smiling proudly.
Chapter completed!