Seeing that Zhao Dezhu had taken Erya away from here, Zhang Shiyi was relieved.
He flicked the Soul-Absorbing Knife to the ground, took out two short yellow sticks from his backpack, and rushed forward to face the evil spirit.
"Evil spirits from the West dare to come to China to challenge us. Today I will show you what real magic is!
Xun Gua, fierce wind cuts! "
This move was his unique skill, and coupled with his furious mood at the moment, the power of Gale Slash was far stronger than before.
A strong wind swept over the evil spirit, and countless wind blades vowed to cut it into pieces.
"Jiejie, Jiejie, that's it?
That’s all! "
The evil spirit's numerous tentacles formed a huge ball, firmly protecting its spirit body within it.
Although the tentacles were blown to pieces by the strong wind, they did not cause any damage to the evil spirit's body.
"Come again! Suppress!"
The golden word Kun formed a huge golden seal and hit the flesh ball hard, trying to take this opportunity to break through the opponent's defense, but the effect was still minimal.
Only then did Zhang Shiyi realize that he was still far behind.
"Jiejie, little handsome guy, don't worry, you actually made me feel a little bit in pain, eh~"
There was a hint of pride on the evil spirit's face, and suddenly a scream came from his mouth, and countless tentacles suddenly stretched out in all directions.
Some of them even rubbed against Zhang Shiyi's body.
"not good!"
Only then did Zhang Shiyi realize that these tentacles were not directed at him at all. Their targets were Han Guang, Qian Mi, and those men.
But now he doesn't even have the ability to protect himself, so how can he save others.
Besides, even if you have the ability, why would you save these scumbags who are the culprits?
"No, Bingbing, I am your father~"
Han Guang, whose body was pierced, did not understand until his death why he wanted to kill his daughter's soul even though it was his own.
"Jiejie, the soul of sin is indeed delicious. Little handsome boy, it's your turn next. Let me taste a different taste."
The bodies pierced by the tentacles were instantly sucked dry of flesh and blood, and even their souls were sucked into the body of the evil spirit.
"Mom, you really think I'm fake, come again!"
He had charged countless times and been beaten back countless times. At this moment, he was covered with bruises.
Zhang Shiyi finally understood that in the face of absolute strength, anger does not mean cheating. If you can't beat him, you still can't beat him!
Finally, the words that he never wanted to shout out came out of Zhang Shiyi's mouth.
"Master, save my life~~~~~~~~~~"
Damn it, he still had to rely on his master after working for a long time, which made him feel very disappointed when he thought he was already very good.
"Hey, little Eleven, Master is busy, can Senior Brother come over?"
A playful and smiling voice came from above his head, and Zhang Shiyi knew that his life was saved.
"who!"
The evil spirit, who was still playing a game of cat and mouse, finally showed a serious expression on his face.
The sound came from the dark cloud in the sky that had been motionless.
"Hey, it's me, but what the hell is this thing about you that says an octopus doesn't look like an octopus, and a crab doesn't look like a crab?"
As the voice reappeared, the dark cloud suddenly seemed to be torn open, and a face with extremely scrawled features was revealed from the breach, as if this face had been drawn by a child.
Of course the evil spirit didn't know who this face belonged to, but Zhang Shiyi recognized it at a glance.
Because this face was drawn by his own hands.
That was the first time Zhang Shiyi saw his fourth senior brother, a strong man with breasts as eyes and navel as mouth, but without a head.
Little Eleven was frightened at that time. In desperation, the fourth senior brother could only transform into a head without facial features.
"Little Eleven, don't be afraid. I am your fourth senior brother. I lost my head and can't find it. How about you draw one for me?"
So Zhang Shiyi, whose face was full of snot and tears, drew this facial feature that he thought was beautiful.
I didn’t expect that the fourth senior brother would still be carrying this head.
"Fourth Senior Brother, he bullied me!"
After seeing his relatives, Zhang Shiyi immediately sat on the ground, pointed at the evil spirit and complained, just like a child who lost a fight with others and finally had his elder brother come.
"Eleven, don't blame me. Master said it all. If you don't call Master for help, we won't be allowed to show up to help you.
Ouch, look at how injured they are! "
The fourth senior brother looked at the scars all over his body and felt so distressed that his funny facial features twisted together, and he betrayed his master without hesitation.
"I knew it was the old man causing trouble again.
I don't care, Fourth Brother, help me beat him until he can't even recognize his mother. "
"Haha, don't worry, I guarantee that he won't even be able to fight!"
The fourth senior brother stood up, his steel-like muscles were covered with veins, he opened his hands, a bronze square shield in his left hand, and a giant ax in his right hand, and walked towards the evil spirit with a sinister smile.
The powerful pressure prevented the evil spirit from even moving.
"You, who are you?"
"Who am I? By the way, who am I?"
The strong man touched his transformed head, which looked a little funny and not very smart.
The evil spirits in the West are best at bewitching. Seeing that the other party stopped, he quickly prepared to use his trick of deceiving people. However, before he could open his mouth, he suddenly found that the strong man's ax had arrived.
Quickly use your tentacles to resist.
But the tentacles, which were strong enough to withstand bullets from hot weapons, felt like being cut into butter by a red-hot knife in front of the giant axe. They were so silky smooth that even Dove was inferior to them.
"By the way, I remembered. I didn't have a name originally, but later generations like to call me - Xingtian!"
...
As expected, this Fourth Senior Brother said whatever he wanted to do.
Zhang Shiyi looked at the fragments here and found that he couldn't even put them together.
"Done, let's call it a day, Xiao Eleven, I'll leave first, I still have some unfinished business.
By the way, don't be embarrassed to shout, you are the only one alive among these senior brothers. If something happens, master can tear our bones apart and make soup for us.
Did you hear me? Let’s go~”
After saying this, the strong man jumped into the sky and disappeared into the night sky with a whoosh, and the dark cloud also dispersed.
"Damn it, my senior brothers are all some great gods!"
In the cemetery at the back of Longhu Mountain, another tombstone lit up - Xingtian dances with relatives, and the strong will is always there!
"Boss, boss, how are you doing, protect the boss!"
Noisy sounds rang out, and more than a dozen spirits rushed towards them with various weapons in hand. The leader was naturally Zhao Dezhu.
General Iron Bar, the captain of the security team, followed closely behind.
They all protected Zhang Shiyi's left and right sides.
"Why are you all here? Where are Erya and the others?"
Zhang Shiyi looked at these weak little monsters with extremely firm eyes, and felt really happy at the moment.
"Don't worry, boss, I got them both to the shop safely. Everyone was worried about you, so they all rushed over."
"I'm fine. Everyone, please go back quickly. I think the police will arrive soon."
The mummies here are hard to explain.
...
In the end, Secretary Han stepped forward to suppress the matter, and Zhang Eleven was released. But why did he always feel that Secretary Han looked at him with awe in his eyes?
This Han Guang is his relative, shouldn't he be resentful?
