When Luo Xiu finished setting up the flag, everyone thought he was going to kill people...

He suddenly turned around and ran in the opposite direction. He ran so fast, not to mention his opponents, even his teammates didn't react at all. From people to ghosts, everyone was stunned.

He Zheyong's face is still confident, but his heart is full of enlarged and bold question marks.

Want to escape?

Or is there another trick?

Cha Jae Fan couldn't figure it out, so he asked Liang Shen next to him: "Is he... going to escape?"

Liang Shen looked down on him very much: "Are you a fool? Why don't you get in the car if you want to escape?"

It has to be said that neurotics are often much smarter than fools.

Luo Xiu ran 100 meters away in a blink of an eye, and He Zheyong was uneasy, so he sent an evil spirit to test it.

"Bone knife, you go."

He made a lot of thing-bound spirits, and he couldn't remember the names of each of them, so he took nicknames.

The evil spirit known as the boning knife looks like a fat middle-aged man with stupid eyes, always with saliva and a smile on the corners of his mouth.

If it is a living person, this image is mentally retarded; if it can become an evil spirit, it is especially terrifying.

In He Zheyong's travel bag, a deboning knife for slaughtering pigs was shaking slightly, glowing red.

At the same time, this extended butcher turned his arms into two exaggerated pig boning knives, shining red!

He mumbled in his mouth: "Peeling... Deboning... Pork skin..."

837 then started waving his arm knife and ran in the direction of Luo Xiu.

The faster he ran, the bigger his eyes opened: "Peeling! Deboning! Hot pigskin ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

He jumped up suddenly! Jump a hundred meters! He caught up with Luo Xiu in an instant!

The two arm knives were suddenly pressed down! Bloody and tangy!

The slender ring-head knife is particularly slender under the pressure of the two PLUS version super large deboning knives.

Two powerful evil spirits collided at the intersection of the blades! Swing away the blood-colored air!

Two terrifying arm knives were pressed in front of him, and he was about to cut his face, but Luo Xiu only felt no pressure.

He blocked with a knife with one hand, and seemed to be in a weak position, but his arm was as steady as a stone, not shaking at all.

The evil spirit's big and fierce arm knife can't be pressed down even an inch!

Luo Xiu used the skill of the panacea [the divine flame of the sun **** 'Ra'] to set the golden flame on the blade.

The stupid evil spirit was still pressing down the blade with force, so it made a "呲呲" sound, like a hot fruit knife cutting into ice cream...

Luo Xiu's knife is a knife, and the evil spirit's knife is just ice cream.

Burned in an instant!

The butcher's evil spirit bared his teeth in pain, and in his mouth he recited "peeling, deboning, and scalding pigskin" and swooped over again!

The spiritual energy of the White Mist Land instantly repaired his injury, and the two knives grew again.

Luo Xiu put out the divine flame this time, blocked it, and stepped back a little bit.

He is testing distance.

what distance?

Of course, it's the distance that evil spirits can move!

Luo Xiu knew that the other party's large travel bag must be filled with special objects that contain the bound spirits.

The thing-bound spirits are called thing-bound spirits because they are confined to the objects they are in and cannot get too far away.

The method he will use later is somewhat dangerous.

So he has to distance himself to ensure the safety of his own life.

Sure enough, Luo Xiu stepped back for a while, and the butcher's evil spirit's swing of the knife became more and more difficult...

"Peeling...deboning...hoo...hoo...scalding...pig skin..."

The spiritual body began to dim, and the pace became heavier, as if it had fallen into the mud.

Luo Xiu visually measured the distance, about 150 meters. He shouted over there, "Can you hear my voice?"

In the land of white fog, the sound transmission efficiency seems to be higher.

Liu Yiyi and others heard it clearly, she shouted: "Very clear! What are you doing?!"

Hearing the clear feedback, Luo Xiu felt confident. He blocked the pressureless attack of the butcher's evil spirit and shouted back:

"Mama-san! Take the opportunity later!"

Liu Yiyi raised her eyebrows, she knew that Luo Xiu would definitely act, although she didn't know what he planned to do...

The Holy Light Rifle didn't have a scope, she used the machine to aim at Ha Zhe Yong, who was heavily protected by evil spirits.

Ha Zhe Yong looked at Luo Xiu in the distance, and had a (bfai) very bad premonition.

He hates this feeling very much, he doesn't know what his opponent is thinking! Invisible feeling! The enemy is dark and I am bright!

He should be in the dark!

The darkness can give him an unparalleled sense of security.

The hunter can always find out the mind of the prey, hide in the dark, peep, and wait for the best time! One shot! Shoot it!

But this priest...he's not a good prey!

Luo Xiu gave him the feeling that there was a disgusting and terrifying tarantula spider in the house, and he was picking up his slippers and intending to shoot it to death, but in the blink of an eye... it disappeared!

He Zheyong's heartbeat was accelerating, and he seemed to feel that the poisonous spider that only needed life was slowly descending along the spider silk... hanging above his head!

In the distance, Luo Xiu's laughter came:

"Are you scared to death now?"

Ha Zheyong: ! ! !

Luo Xiu revealed his thoughts: "You don't know what I want to do, so you are very scared, you want to escape, but because of face, you don't want to escape! Hahahaha!"

"Trash like you, the leeches in the gutter, the maggots in the dung pit, actually still have face!"

"I think you didn't have one!"

"The devil's favor has given you false self-confidence! You started wearing suits and shoes, smearing grease and powder, and pretending to be a dog with no last resort..."

"Actually, you know very well in your subconscious that you are a loser, without that roll of sheepskin, without the power lent to you by Wu Lumu, without the group of souls that are as pathetic as you are... you are such a **** !"

"As long as you have a little self-knowledge, you should have run away shamelessly! It's shameful to run away, but it works! But you don't run...because of your pathetic self-esteem...you start hypnotizing yourself, telling yourself that there is still a chance!"

"You have a fart! Trash!"

Hearing these words, Ha Zheyong's mood exploded all of a sudden!

His blue veins burst out, his eyes widened in anger! He pointed in Luo Xiu's direction and roared almost hysterically: "Kill him for me! Come on together! Kill him for me!! Tear his stinky mouth!!"

He Zheyong quickly walked towards Luo Xiu. Most of the more than a dozen evil spirits around him obeyed his orders, running, jumping, flying... rushing towards Luo Xiu.

Of course he got hit.

A skill that Luo Xiu didn't appreciate at first, but now it is discovered that it is a magical skill.

[Name: cynicism]

[Type: Word Spirit Magic]

[Introduction: During the use of this skill, every word you say has the additional effect of word spirit magic, which will multiply the irony in the words, causing the listener to break the defense and start attacking you uncontrollably. ! 】

[Effect: The higher the intelligence, the greater the impact and the longer the duration, and vice versa].

Chapter 439 I will take him away today to see who dares to stop me (thanks for subscribing)

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Live broadcast barrage:

[It's very immersive, I've been scolded and cried...]

[One thing to say, I suspect that even if Luo Xiu doesn't need to sneer at this skill, this villain will be scolded by him...]

[Luo Xiu sees people as thieves, this is the way this Han country man feels, his conceit is not really conceited, but used to cover up his self-inferiority]

[I gather... This is - Zaun skill! 】

【God skill! Where did it come from! I want too! 】

[This skill is estimated to be sold if you change hands...and it can shine in the hands of BOSS]

Luo Xiu seems to be bold and crazy, but in fact plays very cautiously. Despite stacking 65 layers of Slaughter Halo, his absolute strength is already extremely tyrannical, but he still has no evil spirits such as hard steel.

When he came to this world, the first evil spirit he encountered left a deep impression on him.

The taxi that suddenly entered the inner world, the ghost blood with adsorption force, and the spirit body turned into poisonous smoke...

Some special abilities of the evil spirit may cause harm to him if he is unexpected.

At present, there is no good defense against spiritual bodies.

If he rashly used the skill [Cynical Irony] to cause these evil spirits to rush forward together, Luo Xiu would probably have his blood gauge cleared directly.

So he first tried out a rough limit of distance. Now that all kinds of evil spirits have been killed, their strength has been weakened by the first officer because of the distance... Some of them can't even touch Luo Xiu at all.

He Zheyong ran forward, and Luo Xiu stepped back, maintaining an appropriate limit distance.

At this distance, he can easily parry, and his teammates are not idiots who can only be in a daze.

Liu Yiyi has pulled the trigger.

Da da da!

A short burst.

The bullet stopped in He Zhe Yong's body again, then lost its kinetic energy and fell to the ground.

The lanky male evil spirit beside him hadn't left yet. This guy walked beside He Zheyong like he was walking on stilts and turned his head to look at Liu Yiyi.

Eye pupils emit a strange green light.

Liu Yiyi's san value began to decrease rapidly, and her eyes were blurred...

The tall and thin evil spirit said to He Zheyong: "President, calm down... something is wrong."

He Zheyong's eyes were red, and he couldn't listen at all.

Luo Xiu's scolding came: "That that! The one that looks like a sugar cane! What are you looking at! It's you! People are tall and long-legged Oppa, you rely on your face and neck to support your height. So deformed, so ugly! You look so ugly, shouldn't you be a little more heroic? Hide behind and let your family leader protect you? You are afraid to come here, right? Don't be a ghost if you are afraid of death! Come here, come here, let me cut you twice..."

Affected by the skill of [Cynical Irony], the tall and thin evil spirit's green eyes turned into red eyes, lost his mind, and rushed over.

The defensive power around Ha Zheyong is unprecedentedly empty!

Zhang Feng seized the opportunity to grab Liu Yiyi's Holy Light Rifle, and it was a burst of fire!

His marksmanship is average, relying on his arm strength to stabilize the ballistics, and with one sweep, he really hits!

The bullet first hit He Zheyong's legs, he screamed, fell to the ground, and instantly woke up!

"Quick! Help me! Stop them!"

There were three evil spirits left beside him, one was a teenager who used monoculars before, and the other two were old people. The three of them were obviously not protective ghosts.

Before they could react, a holy cross sword flew from the side and penetrated the three of them in one go!

Liang Shen's [Swordsmanship]!

If it was just the power of the Holy Light carried by the Holy Cross Sword itself, it wouldn't be so simple to strangle these three evil spirits... White Mist would help their spiritual bodies recover.

But this sword was opened by Luo Xiu again...

The more erosive Buddha's light flickers on these evil spirits... The pervasive white mist can't penetrate into their spiritual bodies and cannot be repaired!

They could only watch in despair and horror as their bodies shattered and annihilated piece by piece in the golden light.

"Will... long..."

"save……"

He Zheyong shouted in panic: "Come back! Come back to protect me! You bastards!!"