Chapter 120: Winding Six Sour.

“It really makes me envious!”

“You must have gotten some chance to suddenly become so powerful!”

“Why are our brothers and sisters not as lucky as you as many times they have experienced before and after life!”

“It’s so enviable, it makes me so jealous!”

The prostitute Taro holds a blood-colored scythe in both hands and ravages his skin frantically with his claws. Before he could say a few words, several bottomless claw marks appeared around the skin!

Finally, the other party paused.

The calf slammed into force and launched an attack towards Fan Qiang.

“Boom!”

527 Seeing that the other party had an omen of attack, Fan Qiang did not dare to be careless, turned on the ghost brain violently, and then raised the sunwheel knife to resist the opponent’s attack.

“I don’t care how strong you are, no matter how indestructible your body is, I don’t believe there really isn’t a flaw!”

“As long as I can cut through your skin, I will directly take my sister to escape, let the toxins invade your body, and gradually consume you to death!”

“I want to invite you to hell, there shouldn’t be such a lucky human being in the world!”

Fan Qiang was deadlocked with the other party.

Taro’s attack was like a praying mantis in the face of this strange attack, but Fan Qiang, who had no experience in fighting demons, felt a little overwhelmed.

In an instant, because he was not good at swordsmanship, he slashed Taro a few times on his back. It’s a pity that his King Kong is not bad and the number of layers is not low.

The perverted defense power made the other party fail to hurt himself in the slightest.

“The speed is amazing, and the strength is not small!”

Although Fan Qiang, who did not hurt his own body, knew this attack power very well, if it really let everyone in the ghost killing team face it, I am afraid it would be very tricky.

“Breath of the Sun, One Round Dance!”

Since pure defense can no longer play much role, it is better to directly fight your own King Kong is not bad, and carry the opponent’s offensive to launch a counterattack!

“Pervert!”

The prostitute Taro wanted to jump up and dodge the other party’s attack.

I never thought that Fan Qiang’s attack speed was even faster, and before he could dodge his body, he was stopped and cut off by the other party.

And his ability to recover from the upper string ghost seems to be inhibited in some way. The speed of recovery is much faster.

“What’s going on?!!”

Not only that, but the prostitute Taro also felt a very strong burning sensation all over his abdomen. Looking back at the attack sight just now, it was locked on Fan Qiang’s hand, a special brown sunwheel knife.

The prostitute Taro then understood.

The Nikkei knife in the opponent’s hand is exactly the color of the weapon in the hand of the miserable adult in the cell memory when facing which man!

“But the fear of DNA even affects the judgment of the prostitute Taro to a certain extent!”

Looking at Fan Qiang in front of him, the moves he used were exactly the same as those of the man in cell memory. The prostitute Taro even thinks a little.

The person in front of him is the reincarnation of the one named Ji Guoyi hundreds of years ago.

“You’re the real ghost!”

Listening to this conversation, Fan Qiang disagreed, and even reasoned something in the other party’s slightly frightened expression, and then continued to speak.

“Do you see the fear that your adult can have in the DNA?”

“Don’t worry, I’m definitely not the man in the cell!”

Breath of the Sun, Rainbow of the Rainbow!

The money prostitute Taro still wanted to distance himself, and Fan Qiang said in a very low voice behind him in an instant.

“I’m better than that man…..”

“It’s even scarier.”

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