Resurrection Of Spiritual Energy Oh My God, My Horcrux Is A Kitchen Knife

The spiritual light condensed into substance, turned into a sharp sword, and hit Lin Zihao's chest.

Show no mercy.

The incident happened suddenly, and the distance was so close. Yang Qian only had time to open her mouth wide, and suddenly felt that her side was empty, and Lin Zihao's figure had disappeared.

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Then there was a scream, and Lin Zihao dodged, which was very painful for Sun Qiao, who had just squeezed in front of him to flatter him.

Fortunately, his position was slightly different from Lin Zihao's. The small spiritual sword directly pierced a deep hole in his arm, and the blood immediately flowed out freely.

"snort."

A boy who was in front of Sun Qiao snorted coldly, and a burst of light appeared on his palm to cover Sun Qiao's wound. His superpower was a blessing, and it also had a certain healing function. After a while, he was surprised to find that when his When his hand left Sun Qiao's injury, blood immediately poured out again.

invalid

His own treatment turned out to be ineffective.

Murong Xue looked at the man as if he were a fool. He was injured by her supernatural power. Unless the man was in a higher realm than himself and could rely on powerful spiritual power to close the wound, otherwise the original power of recovery would remain at the wound. When external force repair cannot suppress the power of recovery, once the treatment is stopped, the power of recovery will restore the wound to the injured state again until the person bleeds out and dies.

"Hmph, if you dare to hurt someone, I might have to take you back to school and hand you over to the Political and Education Office."

Lin Zihao snorted and disappeared again.

A bright light flashed away.

Murong Xue made no move, Qin Fan had already stood in front of her.

Time seems to have stopped and the air has become stagnant.

Qin Fan's figure looked calm and calm under the light, with a slight smile on his face, and his kitchen knife stopped in mid-air.

The rusty blade blinded everyone present.

Fu Nanren and Zhang Xiong both opened their eyes wide, as if they had seen something incredible.

Rusty knife?

Could such a worn-out kitchen knife really be a person's Horcrux? He was still the big brother they had just recognized.

Only Lin Linger's eyes were full of curiosity. She looked at the kitchen knife and then at Qin Fan. It seemed difficult to connect such a poor Horcrux with such superb combat power.

Lin Zihao's face was gloomy, his steps moved slightly, he had arrived at the entrance of the barbecue restaurant, and then he raised his finger towards Qin Fan.

The meaning is obvious, we can't use it here, let's fight outside.

"Are you full? Monkey?"

Qin Fan did not respond to Lin Zihao, but turned to look at Fu Nanren.

Fu Nanren touched his belly, hesitated and said, "It's almost done. How about we call the police?"

"No, I'll handle it myself."

There was no trace of panic on Murong Xue's face. A War King had just entered the rank and could not change the world.

"Xiao Xue Niu Pi, let's continue eating."

Qin Fan gave Murong Xue a thumbs up, suddenly turned around and sat back down, without looking at Lin Zihao who was standing at the door, preparing to challenge him.

Forehead·····

Everyone's eyes were suddenly filled with strangeness.

Is this cowardice? Still don’t take Lin Zihao seriously?

"Huh, I'm afraid. Do you want to be a coward? It's too late."

Yang Qian snorted coldly and stood in front of Murong Xue, throwing a reverse blessing directly at Qin Fan.

Suddenly, a negative emotion enveloped Qin Fan's heart. His relaxed expression just now turned gloomy, and a layer of indifference appeared in his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, an indescribable breath burst out from his body, directly annihilating the power of reverse blessing.

At that moment, Yang Qian clearly felt the breath of death enveloped her heart. She was so shocked that she took a few steps back and looked at Qin Fan with a horrified look. At this time, Qin Fan seemed to be just a tough guy in her eyes. The devil crawled out of hell.

Lin Zihao saw something was wrong, so he ducked in front of Yang Qian, grabbed Yang Qian's wrist, and backed away sharply.

A burst of spiritual power came out of her body, isolating Yang Qian from the outside world. Only then did Yang Qian feel better, and her expression gradually returned to normal.

"The boy has some tricks, but no matter how clever a coward is, he is just a coward."

Lin Zihao said coldly.

Qin Fan withdrew his mental energy and dispelled the sudden feeling in his heart, then slowly stretched his waist, looked at Lin Zihao disdainfully and said, "Why should I fight you? Only fools do things that are not beneficial."

"Then what do you want? I don't believe you can stay here and never go out."

Lin Zihao confidently believed that he knew the details of this barbecue restaurant and would not make too much noise inside, but outside, everything was completely different.

"How about a little bet?"

Qin Fan seemed to suddenly remember something and looked at Lin Zihao with a smile.

"How to bet?"

"It's very simple. We play heads-up, and the loser pays 100 points to the winner. Simple, right?"

Lin Zihao smiled instead of getting angry when he heard this. 100 points, do you know how difficult it is to get points?

Besides, you're a new guy, do you have any points?

"do you have?"

Lin Zihao sneered.

"Are you stupid? How could I, a newcomer, have that thing?"

Qin Fan looked at Lin Zihao as if he were a fool.

Sure enough, the saying that a person is shameless and invincible is not something he says casually.

Lin Zihao was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He didn't understand. Transcendents obviously regarded reputation as extremely important. How could such a freak come out of nowhere?

Simply shameless.