Ling Tianfan immediately covered his mouth, looking like he was consuming shit.

This guy who is so slap in his mouth has never been so honest.

But it deserves to be the leader. The adjutant of Yan Luo City's patrol city, second only to the ten evil people under Yan Jun, stood up, shook his green robe, and pointed at Qin He angrily: "Destroy his soul!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Tianfan took the lead. He stretched out his hand and a three-point fork appeared in his hand. He jumped up and stabbed Qinhe's face door like lightning, with extremely fast speed.

Qin He's eyes lit up slightly.

Grade expert!

This kind of strength is placed in the world of the world, and ignores the conflict between yin and yang, and corresponds to at least a fourth grade.

But it is just an adjutant of the city patrol.

The foundation of the underworld can be seen.

The three-pointed fork is as fast as thunder, carrying the sharp edge that pierces everything. The most terrifying thing is that there is a dark aura lingering on it. This is something unique to the underworld soldiers and has great lethality to the soul.

If you stab a fork, it is like a ghost being struck by lightning.

At the least, the soul is severely damaged, and at the worst, the soul is disintegrating.

No matter which one is unbearable.

Qin He was like a dragon, and he almost hid with the three-pointed fork.

Then he stretched out his two fingers and poked Ling Tianfan's eyes.

"Oh!"

Ling Tianfan shouted bitterly and staggered to the side.

Although the level Yin God has turned on the sensing perspective, his eyes are still the same as living people, and are fragile key parts.

Qin He's soul has been successfully forged in a virtue soul body, carrying the vast power of merits of sentient beings, which can suppress all evil spirits. With a light poke, it almost blinds its eyes.

"Rareless, eat me a stick!!"

Following Ling Tianfan, Jia Chong also moved.

Although it is just a minor official of the C-level Gongcao, its strength corresponds to the world and has reached the level of external strength or low-quality.

Holding a mourning stick in his hand, he smashed it down on Qin He's head.

When Qin He saw that it was good, he was very brave.

I'll take you a stick, right?

arrange!

Qin He did not dodge or avoid and grabbed it, and the speed was much faster than Jia Chong.

Jia Chong felt that his hands were empty and the mourning stick disappeared.

After looking closely, he was caught in Qin He's hands.

Qin He smiled slightly.

Then... the eighth style of the dog beater method, picking a mangy dog.

With one move, Jia Chong turned over and turned around in the air.

Find the right opportunity and take another move to "pass the intestines"!

The Yin God has no physical body, so he cannot hear the sound.

But the fluctuation of the magic power is particularly terrifying.

As for vision, it was even more eye-catching.

Jia Chundang really ate a stick. The mourning stick was as thick as a bowl, and there were many sharp bulges and lumps on it, which were poured into the mouth of the intestines.

That's sour~

Jia Chong howled "ao" and barked miserably.

As for the other groups of ghost soldiers and ghost soldiers, before they could move, their momentum was half gone.

I don’t know what this “sin soul” is, but it is so cruel.

Ling Tianfan was poked in his eyes with one move, and Jia Chong was even more miserable.

The ghost soldiers and ghost soldiers were shocked and stopped attacking.

Although they were both Ling Tianfan and Jia Chong's confidants, Qin He's performance was too shocking, which made their courage instantly suppressed and hesitated.

But they witnessed everything, Ling Tianfan did not.

It hurriedly used the secret method to restore its sight. When it saw Jia Chong's miserable appearance, it knew that it had encountered a person he could not afford to offend, so it hurriedly shot Qin He Xu Huang, intending to escape.

Experts will know if there is any one.

The strength of the person in front of him is far beyond his imagination. The body is left outside and the battle against Yin Guan can be fought against the soul alone. It is unprecedented and unprecedented.

Nephew Ling Liheng's guess is wrong. This person is definitely not a low-quality master, but a high-quality powerful man, unfathomable.

The wind is tight, it's thrilling~

However, Qin He did not allow him to run away like this.

The clay man is still angry, and he sets up a plan to plot against himself and wants to run away?

The door is in the west!

Without a word, he stretched out his hand and thought, and immediately started the big shovel, and then swung it around and slapped Ling Tianfan hard.

Weapons fighting!

With a dull "boom", Ling Tianfan's three-point fork was no match for the big iron shovel at all. He was smashed away on the spot, and then the big iron shovel continued to cast, and directly slapped Ling Tianfan's head.

Good guy.

If the ghost messengers were just shocked just now, then this attack would have completely broken their hearts.

I saw Ling Tianfan's head being smashed and shrank in.

The neck is missing!!
Chapter completed!