Wang Zun was stunned. If it was a ghost with red eyes, he would not take it seriously and thought it was normal.

But Yan Wei is a person!

His other personality is a ghost?

"Xiao Wang, watch carefully, I will teach you how to kill the enemy!"

Yan Wei took a long puff of cigarette, exhaled it slowly, grinned, and rushed forward with the iron bar in hand.

Fang Xiaoxiao stabbed with his sharp finger and smashed Yanwei's big iron rod, and sparks flew from the collision.

Yanwei moved forward inexorably, and the big iron bar smashed out bursts of wind, like a human-shaped ferocious beast, forcing Fang Xiaoxiao to retreat step by step. In the blood-red eyes, there was nothing but violence and ferocity. It seemed that it was not his eyes, but more like

It's a ghost eye!

It was very ferocious, and the big iron rod was invincible. It was waved in Yanwei's hand with endless shadows, forcing Fang Xiaoxiao into the corner.

"Come on, come on, come on!"

Yan Wei screamed wildly while smashing, his bloody eyes trembled, and fierce bloody light shot out.

Wang Zun was overjoyed. He finally understood why Yan Wei was so fearless, because he had a stronger personality.

A mortal body dares to fight against a fierce ghost with red eyes and red clothes. Who knows how many people can do it?

Fang Xiaoxiao was forced to retreat again and again. He didn't even have the strength to fight back. He was completely crushed. The fierceness of Yanwei shocked Wang Zun.

"Dead yet?"

Wang Zun patted Datou's head and pointed out that the things flowing out of the hole had stopped, but he still looked half-dead.

"You can't die yet. Boss, you underestimate me too much. Fortunately, my head is thick enough and she didn't hurt my brain!"

Wang Zun shook his head, threw out strings of liquid, and stood up unsteadily.

Datou's head has indeed suffered too much. The five finger holes haven't recovered from the last time, and he was hit by Yanwei again. Now there is another finger hole, and he is completely out of shape.

Wang Zunting felt that he was a bit pitiful!

The big head swayed like a roly-poly, joining Zhu Jin Xiaoling's battlefield.

Zhu Jin, Xiao Ling, the two ghosts had more and more injuries on their bodies. The injuries were serious. There were really too many opponents. They came up one after another. There was no shortage of beings who could evenly compete with Zhu Jin, and there was more than one.

.

It's amazing that these two ghosts can hold off until now.

If these enemies are not blocked, Wang Zun and the others will gain another wave of hearts, and Zhu Jin and the others are well aware of the role of this.

I will fight to the death to hold back these enemies.

Wang Zun and Mo Yu were not idle, and together with Yan Wei, forced Fang Xiaoxiao into a desperate situation.

The ghost vine shot out like lightning, leaving a scar on Fang Xiaoxiao's body. The ghost hammer hit Fang Xiaoxiao's head without hesitation, causing her head to twist.

Mo Yu's bloody ribbon flew out, magnified infinitely, and wrapped around Fang Xiaoxiao like a snake, pulling in both directions.

Fang Xiaoxiao's body deformed and twisted.

Not to mention Yan Wei, he didn't treat Fang Xiaoxiao as a ghost at all. He smashed and beat him crazily, as hard as beating beef balls!

Fang Xiaoxiao was beaten and crippled, and his body was distorted into a human shape, like a ball of meat! Mud!
Chapter completed!