This is wealth that comes from heaven!
"Junior brother, what are you waiting for? Take action and get the money~"
Suixing let out an evil laugh, stretched out his hand, and Zhang Shiyi felt that the short knife in his hand was trying to escape from his hand uncontrollably.
It seems that this soul-sucking sword has been refined by the other party.
Although Zhang Changliu never taught him any techniques for refining magic weapons, he had seen TV movies and it was like this!
"If a tiger doesn't show off its power, it will treat me like a KT cat. Be more honest!"
Zhang Shiyi's hand had already been filled with suppressive power, and in an instant the short knife lost its temper and became as docile as a kitten.
"Huh? What a surprise. What sect does this little brother belong to? Which senior brother does he belong to?"
Although he has always boasted of his profound magical power, he is still somewhat cautious when facing fellow cultivators.
"You don't care who I am. You don't look like a monk or a Taoist priest. Let me ask you, is this short sword yours?"
It was because of the soul in this short sword that Zhang Shiyi was so angry that he was naturally not polite when he spoke, but he still didn't believe that there were such cruel people among Buddhist disciples.
"Hahaha~ Haihui Temple's Suspicious Star, this is my junior brother Suikong, yes, this Soul-Absorbing Sword belongs to me, please return it to me."
Sui Xing didn't know that the other party was holding back his anger. That knife was his only weapon, so how could he not want it?
"Okay, okay, okay, as long as it's yours, that's right!"
Zhang Shiyi's eyes became cold, but he did not take action rashly, because he found that the more threatening thing was not the two great monks, but the ghost who was swaying on the spot, his body exuding endless Yin Qi.
"Hahahahaha~hahahahaha~ Why don't you hurry up and do something? There's so much nonsense and you're just putting on a big show!"
As expected, Han Bingbing was so annoying whether he was alive or dead.
"Hey, miss, don't worry, as long as my senior brother is here, I can find you a physical body right away."
Yi Kong was very familiar with Han Bingbing. When she was alive, Yi Kong often helped her use spells to harm people. At this time, he wanted to join in and show his courtesy, completely forgetting that he said something was wrong just now.
"Jiejiejiejie~ Great monk, come here, I have something to tell you."
Han Bingbing's mouth suddenly turned into another sweet voice.
This was also the reason why Zhang Shiyi did not take action.
"Hey, Miss, here you are, what are your orders?"
Suikong ran over without any precaution at all. As a result, just when he got close to the ghost, he suddenly felt frightened.
But at this time it was too late to run.
"Jie Jie, look at your fat head and big ears, it must taste delicious. I'm hungry, come and fill my stomach!"
Han Bingbing's body suddenly stretched out several blood-stained tentacles, tightly imprisoning Yi Kong in front of her.
"Senior brother, save me!"
Yi Kong let out a pitiful cry and was pulled towards Han Bingbing's body by the tentacles. A six-pointed star black hole appeared in the middle of the pieced-together soul body, and bursts of ghostly cries could be heard from inside.
"Junior brother! How dare you!
Dawei Tianlong! "
Suixing didn't care about confronting Zhang Shixi. He chanted the magic formula, formed seals with his hands, and threw a red light towards Han Bingbing.
Unfortunately, it was too late. Before his technique could hit the opponent's body, Junior Brother Qikong's head had already been pulled in.
After a spooky sound, the tentacles let go of Yi Kong's still twitching body.
The originally shiny bald head had turned into a bloody skull, with the skull lifted open.
"Nie Zan, I will kill you!"
If there is anyone who cares about Suixing in this world, then it is this junior brother. Although he knew that the ghost had mutated, he did not expect it to be so vicious.
In just a moment, his junior brother and he were separated from each other.
Sui Xing's pupils were filled with blood, and veins popped out on his forehead. At this moment, he could not care about Zhang Shiyi. He bent down and picked up the mahogany sword from the ground, bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed blood on it.
As he muttered words, suddenly a flame burned from the peach wood sword.
"I want you to pay for my junior brother's life!"
"Brother, don't hit me, I'm so scared~"
Just when the flaming mahogany sword was about to be chopped down, a familiar and extremely familiar voice suddenly came from the female ghost's mouth.
This is obviously the voice of junior brother Qikong!
"you......"
This is the tie. Even though he knew that the voice was not his junior brother at all, the sword in Suixing's hand still slowed down.
"Jiejiejie~ Stupid human!"
Taking advantage of the opponent's moment of hesitation, four sharp tentacles penetrated Suixing's body.
"Ah! You, you are actually...evil, evil spirit!"
Suixing, who was full of evil and whose hands were stained with the blood of innocent people, was sucked to death in front of everyone.
"Boss, go away, this is the evil spirit of the West!"
The old ghost who has been dead for more than a hundred years is still more knowledgeable than this young boy Zhang Shiyi. He recognized this guy with countless tentacles at a glance as an evil spirit from the west!
And he is also a high-level evil spirit.
This level of evil spirits was beyond his ability to deal with, but he still stood in front of Zhang Shiyi without hesitation.
"I know this symbol!"
Zhang Shiyi's voice became even colder than before, and even the surrounding air condensed into ice.
The moment the evil spirit burst out, the familiar six-pointed star symbol deeply stimulated Zhang Shiyi's eyes.
It was this symbol that once appeared in the parking lot of the Li Family Building. It was also from this symbol that those damn Japanese soldiers emerged in a steady stream, causing those heroes who should have been waiting quietly for reincarnation to fight in bloody battles again. to death.
Zhang Shiyi will never forget the pain that goes deep into the bone marrow and the hurt that pierces his heart!
"No one can bully our descendants on the land of China, not even ghosts!"
The voices of those heroes who would rather die than die to protect the descendants of China forever rang in his ears, and Zhang Shiyi's tears couldn't stop flowing down.
"Jiejiejiejiejie, don't be afraid, little handsome boy, I will save you for the last one to enjoy, ah~ How dare you hurt my noble spirit body!"
Just as the evil spirit roared, Zhang Shiyi's body suddenly disappeared. When he reappeared, one of the evil spirit's tentacles had been cut off.
"Quickly, take Erya and the others away, I'm here!"
Although Zhang Shiyi, who was holding the soul-spelling knife, succeeded in the sneak attack, his arm was numb from the shock, and even the tiger's mouth was cracked, and bright red blood dripped down the palm of his hand and fell to the ground.
"boss!"
"Quickly! Take Erya back to the shop, quick!"
Zhang Shiyi hunched over, like a bloodthirsty tiger, with blood-red eyes locked on the evil spirit.
The overwhelming fighting spirit made the evil spirits dare not act rashly.
