Chapter 50 Fighting

The wind is blowing, and the ghost roars miserably. Although Qin Zhong's two knives were not as powerful as before, his method tore the powerful Yinfeng with a knife, and the powerful body suddenly stood beside the old man.

The old man's appearance has lost his powerful ability. The powerful body gradually showed his figure, a yellow Japanese military uniform and a long Japanese saber around his waist, but his face has been cut into dozens of pieces.

"Roar!" The devil and the old man said, "You are hurt. Why don't you give me all the grievances you have absorbed recently?"

"Okay, you must be angry with me for revenge." The old lady moaned in a low voice. The old lady's body actually emitted green light. The green light gradually integrated into the ghost's body. The powerful body gradually grew stronger, and the face cut into noodles began to heal slowly.

Qin Zhong said coldly, "No, this guy is going to expand and stop him." As he spoke, two knives flew up and rushed over like electricity.

But Qin Zhong's action was also too late. The old woman had released all the green gas in her body and successfully transferred it to the devil's body. When she looked at the old woman, her soul had shrunk and turned into a completely curled body, even much smaller than when Qin Zhong saw her. , shrinking again, just like the size of a baby, and finally the old man's body turned into a black gas and dissipated in the night sky.

Flags and flags flying in the hands of the Korean army: "Suppress him!" He wanted to set up a position, but Qin Zhong stopped him: "No, the devil has shown his posture. It's not easy for us to do it. If we let him absorb any resentment, I'm afraid that we are not his opponents, and it will be difficult now."

"Damn people, why do you stop our actions? I think it's looking for death. Come on, I'll let all of you die, hateful people." The devil kept repeating his words.

Guo Dafu didn't care about those. He waved * and split it. The blade collided with the devil's body. The blade emitted a bright fire. Guo Dafu's hands trembled and cried in dull pain: "The tiger's mouth is open, ah!" He shouted and saw that his hands were bleeding and * were collapsed.

"Big rich, be careful." Qin Zhong rushed over again, picked up Guo Dafu and pulled him back, but the devil's face became more and more green, and he rushed directly to Qin Zhong.

Qin Zhong's two knives set up and passed through the devil's body, but at this time, the two knives did not have that powerful bursting power, but just an ordinary knife. The devil smiled wildly and pushed Qin Zhong aside. Qin Zhong staggered and was about to get up, the devil's body rushed over again, and the angry face stared at Qin Zhong. .

"Xiao Zhong, run, we are no match for this guy." Han Jun said, got up first, took out seven or eight ghost beads, and the raindrops flew straight to the devil.

Avoiding ghost beads hit a powerful light on the body of the devils, and Qin Zhong and the Korean army set up Guo Dafu to run out of the lonely grave. This was running for his life, and Qin Zhong first escaped in the battle.

The devil's body pursued crazily and pulled out his saber while running. The powerful resentment formed a thick ball of light. His speed was much higher than the speed of Qin Zhong and several people, and Guo Dafu's body was still on it.

"Run, where to run, damn man." The devil said wildly.

Qin Zhong has run out of sweat and thought about how to deal with this guy, but he has never thought of any good way. The only thing is to leave here as soon as possible, stay away from this guy's tracking, and be safe before he can clean up the devil.

In this way, the accumulated resentment of this ghost has surpassed the Haoran righteousness in Qin Zhong's body, but Qin Zhong's biggest weakness now is that the Haoran righteousness in his body cannot be completely released and cannot be used for combat. Nevertheless, he still does not give up using his Haoran righteousness.

The dark shadow of the devil flew over the heads of Qin Zhong and several people, and the long saber drew a shining fire on the ground.

"I still ran. I let you run away in those years, but our family died. I absolutely can't let you go today." The devil seemed to say the cause of his death, which also reminded Qin Zhong that he seemed to have found the reason for the devil's resentment.

He suddenly braked, causing the devil to run out dozens of meters at once, and then he was ready to turn back.

Qin Zhong pushed with a big hand: "Wait a minute!" He gasped hurriedly, "Who do you think you let away?"

"You, you damn workers, in order to rebel, escape from work, kill me, and escape, I curse them." The devils seem to speak very gloriously about the history of their invasion, not only so, but also take these things for granted.

Qin Zhong didn't get angry when he heard this and scolded: "You bastards, you bastards, invade our land, dominate our people, and still behave here. What's wrong with you? No matter how you die, you have no reason to look back to the descendants of our people. It takes a penny, let alone life. If you take a little, we all have the right and obligation to fight with you to the end. You are not right.

"Oh, there's a lot of nonsense. You're all working hard. Go to hell." This ghost doesn't seem to think they have done anything wrong, but after all, they are ghosts. They don't know their mistakes when they are born. After death, it is also their blessing to be able to be ghosts. It is even more difficult for them to understand things that they could not understand before their lives.

The ghost had a thick green light and desperately pushed a strong yin qi with both hands. The yin qi accumulated into a huge fist, and the fist fell from the sky. The ghost light emerged, as if it was about to devour the world.

"What an arrogant ghost actually uses this kind of blindfolding method to deceive me. Do you know that this trick is useless? Let me show you what it really devours the world." Qin Zhong shouted that he was actually playing a psychological war with ghosts. After he scolding the ghost for a period of time, the great righteousness in his body soared, and the two knives in his hand seemed to begin to explode again. The five-emerged beads that began to disappear seemed to recover at this moment, but the five-line beads merged with the two knives almost became a whole.

And the righteousness gradually spreading in Qin Zhong's hands merged with the light of the sacred five elements to form a super concentrated light. The light of the knife collided fiercely with the devil's saber and shook again.

What did the Korean army look at on one side? Guo Dafu, who was squatting on the ground, was also dumbfounded. He retreated quickly, and several rollers rolled aside and watched Qin Zhong and the ghosts fighting desperately in mid-air.

The ghost of the devils was gradually defeated, but a dark halo seemed to emerge behind the ghost.

"This is to become refined. I've tried my best. I've lost my memory once, and this time I'll forget it again." Qin Zhong shouted, and the two knives rose up and showed a super flower face. The five elements of the knife light raised a thick halo, showing the shape of a lotus flower.

The devil also felt a little uncomfortable when he saw the means to confront him easily.

"Roar, slaves, you are the fate of slaves after all, haha, you still don't die." The devil shouted loudly.

When Qin Zhong heard this, his hair stood up all over his body, and a furious blood rose rapidly, and his face turned red.

"Looking for death, I originally wanted to keep your soul body and let you reincarnate. In this case, I will beat you in the next 18th hell so that you will never see the sun." As soon as Qin Zhong's voice fell, the two knives opened the mountain, the earth was broken, and the mountains and rivers shook; he destroyed a ghost, exhaled a breath, shocked the stars, and established the prestige of the clan.

A round of full moon rose high, the dark clouds in the air gradually dissipated, the yin atmosphere of the lonely grave gradually calmed down, and the empty grave dug out by Qin Zhong and others became particularly conspicuous.

"Cough! Damn, it's killing me. If there are several such things in my life, I'm afraid I'll die." Qin Zhong sighed.

Guo Dafu, with a dusty face and a fixed body, slowly stood up: "Bah! The little devil has been defeated for decades, and he is still talking nonsense here, damn it.

"Very good, I guess this devil has no chance to come out and hurt people again. Fortunately, our plan is perfect, great!" Han Jun was a little excited, but when several people calmed down, a phone call made Qin Zhong sweat coldly.

"Please help Uncle Han recover this grave. Dafu and I must go back immediately."