Reincarnation of Terror: a Hundred Times Reward

As for the eyes, spiritual power flows, and the eyes of the sky are opened.

I saw that less than one step away from my front, there was a ghost figure floating.

The door knocker's clothes were tattered, his eyes were bloodthirsty and mad, and he was full of resentment.

It seems that a lot of lives have been killed.

Seeing Lin Chuan take the initiative to open the door, the knocker stopped knocking, and his expression was even more frustrating.

"Do you dare to open the door to die?"

The door-knocking ghost made a sinister sound.

He killed dozens of people, none of them dared to open the door and let him in.

Before each of them died, they cried out in terror and even knelt down and begged for mercy.

But now, Lin Chuan in front of him, not only did not show the slightest timidity, but was smiling and full of confidence.

This picture doesn't look like an unlucky person who is haunted by evil spirits, but more like a person who opens the door to welcome friends.

"Hehe, I was scared by you for half a month, how could I not come out to entertain you."

Lin Chuan laughed lightly.

The evil spirit of the knocker is still lower than that of Dong Xiaoyu.

After three years of cultivation, he was able to beat Dong Xiaoyu almost to death.

Now that he has one hundred and three years of cultivation, it is easy to kill this ghost.

"Die to me!"

Seeing this, the knocker stopped the ink, stretched out his hands, and pinched Lin Chuan's neck directly.

The living person strangled to death by him will not leave the slightest damage to the body surface, but will suffocate to death!

Finally, a painful death!

"Extract, the thousand-year-old mahogany sword!"

Lin Chuan narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his palm, and muttered a sentence in his heart.

In the blink of an eye, the palm of his hand had already grasped a sword hilt.

A mahogany long sword exuding simplicity, majesty, and masculinity appeared in his hand.

Then, he pulled a sword flower and stabbed straight forward.

This sword, without any fancy moves, is simple and concise.

The sword edge stabs, but has not touched yet.

The yin energy of the door knocker in front of him was like cotton that had encountered a raging fire, boiling and burning in an instant!

Zizizi! ! !

Puffs of white smoke were produced from the door-knocking ghost, which was a manifestation of the burning of Yin Qi.

And the figure of the door knocker stopped in an instant.

If this sword pierced through his heart, his soul would be blown away!

However, Lin Chuan moved slowly.

But holding a thousand-year-old mahogany sword in his hand, the sword already has a sword spirit.

When the sword is drawn, the power of the sword bursts out!

Like a heavy stone, Taishan suppressed the knocker so hard that he couldn't move! !

If you want to run away, you can't do it!

"Please forgive me, master, I have never harmed anyone."

"Please forgive me, master."

As the thousand-year-old mahogany sword approached, the ghostly body knocked on the door, couldn't help but tremble, and a large amount of Yin Qi had dissipated.

He couldn't help begging for mercy.

There was remorse and fear on his face, and he talked nonsense again and again, as if he had really realized his mistakes and repented.

"Oh, it's full of nonsense."

Lin Chuan sneered.

Hand movements remain the same.

Not to mention, the door knocker has a very strong evil spirit, and it is obvious that he has harmed a lot of people.

Even if, taking a step back, the ghost knocking on the door has never harmed anyone, if he really knows his mistakes and repents, he will become a good ghost in the future.

It must also be destroyed!

He is not a bitch, he was scared for half a month, but he can still face it calmly and forgive with a smile.

This knocker can only have one result!

Soul flies away!

As the thousand-year-old mahogany sword approached, the blade pierced into the ghost body of the door knocker without hindrance.

Under the action of the thousand-year-old mahogany sword, the ghostly qi knocking on the door continued to dissipate.

Ahhhhh! ! !

In just a few blinks, the entire door knocker disappeared into nothingness amidst howls and screams.

Look again with the eyes of the sky.

In the entire store, there was no trace of the ghost knocking on the door.

A sword pierces the heart, and the soul flies away.

Not even a trace of breath remained.

The thousand-year-old mahogany sword is really domineering!