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Chapter 943

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    One of them was the middle-aged man in the blood-clothed man just now.

    The other person had a shaved head and was wearing a pitch-black funeral uniform. His bare arms were extremely hideous. There was no skin on them, only black scars, and there were many weird runes on them.

    Just looking at it makes one's heart chill, and there is a strong sense of disgust.

    The expression on the middle-aged man's face was very weird, constantly fluctuating, sometimes hating, sometimes fierce.

    This should be the reason for the bloody clothes. His collision must not be just once, but anytime.

    That bald man, he looked at me very coldly, and in that coldness, there was endless murderous intent.

    My pupils constricted, and my eyelids couldn't help twitching wildly.

    "Yang Xing!" I shouted coldly.

    I didn't expect to see Yang Xing here in this way.

    What's more, he didn't expect that his aura would become so gloomy.

    As for the rune on his arm, I can recognize it, it is the Plague God Curse!

    It's just that Yang Xing is not dead, and the Plague God Curse has not yet taken effect.

    "Is it you who is singing the opera?" I questioned again.

    Yang Xing's eyes were still cold and indifferent, he raised his scarred hand, because there was no skin on it, when he moved it, several cracks opened, and bright red blood leaked out.

    "Disgusting people will always appear in any corner. I usually want to see you very much. I can kill you if I see you, but today I don't want to see you, but you just came." Yang Xing said in his tone  With incomparable disgust.

    Suddenly, his hand pressed hard on the top of the man next to him!

    His movements were too fast and fierce, and I didn't even have time to react.

    The next moment, his five fingers were stained with blood, followed by his hand grabbing out fiercely!

    The man's originally empty eyes suddenly turned into ashes.

    Just a moment ago, I could still feel that he had been bumped into, but this feeling has changed, and lifeless silence spreads from him

    He has turned into a walking dead.

    I clenched my fist tightly and squeezed out the words "Pull out the soul!" from my teeth.

    "There are many 'people' here who want you dead." Yang Xing's voice was even more indifferent.

    He pulled out from his waist, and suddenly pulled out a slender stick, which was a pitch-black wooden stick with black and red cloth strips instead of white silk.

    Sure enough, Yang Xing got the sorcerer's method from Yang Xiayuan's collection.

    I even thought, Yang Xing was responsible for those policemen pulling out their souls?

    Now it is certain that he and Zhang Er are cooperating, and they are cooperating closely. Even this scene may be sung by Yang Xing under Zhang Er's instruction.

    The next moment, the eyes of the man whose soul had been plucked out radiated a terrifying fierce light again, and two lines of blood and tears flowed down.

    "Luo Shiliu, go to hell!"

    A sharp and vicious voice burst out of his mouth!  He rushed towards me suddenly!

    This time it was even more fierce than before, to the point where he acted like a crazy woman!

    Just before he got close to me, the steps under his feet suddenly became trembling again, like an old man staggering, but what remained unchanged was his awe-inspiring murderous intent!

    The man was still slashing at me with the butcher knife, and I swung the ghost knife again.

    The moment the two knives collided, there was a crisp "clang" and sparks shot out, but this time, the man didn't retreat, his strength was stronger than before, and he directly supported the Guillotine Knife and pressed it towards my shoulder.  Come!

    At the same time, he suddenly raised his leg and kicked hard at my waist.

    I didn't dodge, but pointed the earth stick pen in my left hand to the center of his brow!

    Under the touch, a Suppressing Evil Talisman has been completed in an instant!

    "Hiss!" With a sound, the area between his eyebrows was immediately scorched black, and a cloud of white air was born.

    His body also stiffened suddenly, motionless.

    The whole room fell silent in an instant, and only the sound of my heartbeat "咚咚咚!" was left in my ears.

    After a brief pause, I once again set my sights on Yang Xing, and said solemnly:

    "You shouldn't recklessly use such cruel means to kill people. You are the son of Senior Qingshan, and I will not push you to a dead end. I advise you to rein in the precipice and stop collaborating with Zhang Er. You still have"

    Yang Xing looked at me in disgust, and said calmly: "Luo Shiliu, you are still chattering like this. When you were a waste, you kept talking.??, now that you have some skills, you are more like a fly. Do you think everyone wants to listen to your lectures?  Are you naive?  !  "

    "You're not my right" Before I could finish my sentence, the man in front of me suddenly moved again.

    He suddenly waved his hands and grabbed my neck!

    The evil-suppressing talisman between his eyebrows disappeared!  ?

    A strong sense of suffocation suddenly came.

    I put the ground pen on top of his head with my backhand, and outlined the runes again!

    This time I ticked the Suppressing Magic Curse!

    The strength with which he pinched my neck disappeared in an instant.

    The fierceness in his eyes also dissipated at the same time, and his eyes became as dead ashes again.

    I was about to break free from his grasp, but it was only for a split second that the dead silence in his eyes disappeared again, and once again a murderous intent burst out with venom!

    The strength in his hands instantly became so huge that my neck was almost cut off.

    Under the horror, I was even more stunned. The Suppressing Evil Talisman and the Suppressing God Spell worked, why didn't they work again?

    "Luo Shiliu, you are too naive, not your opponent?!" Yang Xing's indifferent voice came again.

    "Uncle Zhang has done his best. In his eyes, you are just a stubborn, dull, immature waste!" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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