Yuan Zhisheng's eyebrows were heavy, and the three ghosts of Prajna were as if they were his shadow. They appeared in the broken gap again at some point. Their masks were broken and revealing human faces.

Yuan Zhisheng just took a look and found that most of the faces of these people were the same, and even the lines on their faces were moulded, which made people think that this was a triplet.

He thought of the clone.

But now it is not about whether they are triplets or clones, but that he, Yuan Zhisheng, could not suppress these three guys of unknown origin even if he used his words.

They are like maggots attached to their bones, like shadows following them.

Yuan Zhisheng used all his strength to create extremely high pressure in the air range. This spirit of the spirit crushed the bones and flesh of dragon blood creatures and drove them to kneel down. Judging from the power of his spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit

The key is that the people behind him are not ordinary mixed races, but a group of elites from all over the world. Among them, there are many people with a bloodline of A. The terrifying effect has fully demonstrated the suppression of "king power".

But such a powerful spirit was unable to completely erase the three ghosts of Prajna when facing them.

On the road to killing ghosts, Yuan Zhisheng has seen many strange abilities, but even the most powerful and dangerous evil spirits that have attracted social attention, Yuan Zhisheng has never tried his best, let alone using the perverted ability of the Lingling.

These three people did refresh Yuan Zhisheng's understanding of this world.

"Can't you kill me?"

Yuan Zhisheng did not show too many expressions on his face. His father once said to him, "When facing the enemy, fear is inevitable, but you cannot let fear overwhelm you. What you have to do is to make your enemies more fearful than you."

My father's nagging seemed to ring in my ears again. He was a kind and majestic old man, traditional but not old-fashioned, wise but not arbitrary, and he was also the one who Yuan Zhisheng regarded as his life mentor.

Yuan Zhisheng had long forgotten about fear.

When he experienced the first time he killed ghosts, fear was left behind. When his father was making a knife, he said, "Iron is the hardest thing. We make it into a weapon. When you hold a sword, you must think that you will be as fearless as iron."

Yuan Zhisheng stood behind his father at that time, looking at the burning red metal that his father beat when he was making a knife, he felt something and said in a deep voice: "I will never be afraid and retreat in my life. I have cut off the nightmare in my heart. I have paid the most expensive price for this, and from now on my heart is as hard as iron."

Genjisho once again held the sword in his hand, which was filled with alchemy light, and the spirit of Bushido was fully revealed on him.

He did not to protect the people behind him, but to the justice in his heart.

Why protect justice?

Because he sacrificed his most precious thing for the term "justice".

Apart from this life, he had nothing valuable to contribute to "justice".

The body of the Prajna ghosts was covered with green scales. They grew out of their flesh and blood, and their bodies seemed to be wrapped in rugged obsidian. Yuan Zhisheng narrowed his eyes, which seemed to be a mixed-race species mutated into a deadpool.

But how could this process be so fast? Did they use some kind of potion?

Yuan Zhisheng has indeed been tracing the whereabouts of a batch of potions recently. It is said that potions can turn a mixed race of low blood into a powerful warrior, as terrifying as Deadpool.

This kind of inhuman behavior will not be tolerated by "justice".

Unfortunately, he did not find the whereabouts of the drug. The person in charge of the transportation swallowed mercury and committed suicide. He did not explain anything. He just intercepted a batch of drug and brought it back to the Executive Board.

Yuan Zhisheng was ready. He held two swords in his hand. Facing the increasingly ferocious evil ghost, he would never take a step back, because as long as he retreated, it would be a question of the "justice" in his heart and a betrayal of the heavy and expensive price he had paid.

This kind of betrayal is the meaning he interprets with the life of his blood relatives.

Steps came from behind, one in front and one behind, the former was wearing leather shoes, while the latter seemed to be high heels, and the low and crisp rhythm fell together. Yuan Zhisheng turned around and the young and young people walked out of the crowd.

The girl, Gen Chisho, recognized that she had talked to her before, was his junior sister Renata at Kassel Academy.

As for the young man wearing Zoro's mask, Yuan Zhisheng had never noticed that there was such an existence in the auditorium.

The young man walked to Yuan Zhisheng. His noble appearance was not even willing to contact Yuan Zhisheng, but he and Yuan Zhisheng stood side by side without saying a word.

Zero came to his side, glanced at Yuan Zhisheng, and nodded to Yuan Zhisheng.

"Thank you very much for your help, so that Zhisheng can erase the threat."

Yuan Zhisheng nodded humbly to the two of them to express his gratitude, but the young man beside him always looked ignorant, which made Yuan Zhisheng even more confused.

However, no matter how confused you are, the troubles that should be solved must be solved. The ghost of Prajna is a problem, and this trouble must be eliminated.

"knife."

Zero reached out to Yuan Zhisheng. Yuan Zhisheng thought for a while and handed over the boy, leaving the spider cut for his own use. If it was just to deal with one person, the spider cut would be completely enough.

Zero took the boy cut from Yuan Zhisheng's hand and handed it to the young man beside him. The young man shook his head, Zero's clear eyes flashed, and he seemed to understand something, and he held the sword and made a gesture.

Faced with the two who came to reinforce, the actions of the Prajna Ghost gradually slowed down, and even stopped watching and confronting each other.

However, this time, Yuan Zhisheng took the initiative to find the target and launched a thunderous offensive. One of the Prajna ghosts felt the breath of Yuan Zhisheng's blowing, stretched out his sharp claws, and assassinated the rushing man.

Yuan Zhisheng waved his sword intent, and behind him seemed to be a golden sun shrouding him. He stood in the glorious sun wheel like the arrival of the demon-subduing King Kong. The arc cut by the spider was the edge of the sun wheel.

A string of sparks rushed across the blade, Yuan Zhisheng and the ghost sword claws of Prajna were connected. The deformed giant claws tear towards Yuan Zhisheng's head. The intention of attack was Yuan Zhisheng's brain and grabbed Yuan Zhisheng's heart with the other hand. No matter which side he succeeded, Yuan Zhisheng would definitely die.

Seeing Yuan Zhisheng take action, there was a ghost of Prajna on the side that could not stand. He took the initiative to look for the weakest girl among the three. Ling Qingqing's cold eyes burst into coldness. She took off her crystal high heels, and her naked white jade feet stepped on the pool of blood that still had the heat, making a sound.

The ghost of Prajna was like a dormant beast, with its feet ejected, and the ground under him turned into a spider-web-like veins. The strong muscles and bones were broken up on the rocks and dust. The strong limbs were like bouncing toads, smashing towards the girl under him with the force of Mount Tai.

Zero gently waved the sword in his hand, and the sharpness of the dance was like falling ice and snow, frost and white sadness. The untainted face had an unprecedented firm look, and the hem of the skirt dancing with him was like the white swan created by Tchaikovsky. Compared with the limbs of the ghost of Prajna, her figure was as light as a piece of snowflakes.

As for Yuan Chiu, who had been standing still and not speaking, his breath was always in a normal state. The powerful pressure in the past made the Prajna ghost dare not act rashly, as if he knew what kind of monster it was.

"A group of failed products can be said to be an ant-like existence, dirty, disgusting, and disgusting." Yuan Zinn shook her head in a low voice, as if only the ghost of Prajna could hear it. The ghost seemed to be trembling with anger when he heard the sound.

He knew that Yuan Zhisheng was the most successful experimental product, and they could only sit behind him as shadow warriors, unable to get on the table, neither human nor ghost, and be controlled by others.

He was angry, and his hair was roaring at Yuan Zhisheng, and his beastly roar sounded loudly at the Opera House.

He crushed the floor tiles and plowed the floor slabs all the way, like a fully fire-powered earth slasher, leading the mud and gravel shovels all the way to the source girl.

"presumptuous!"

Yuan Zhinu is the most successful experimental product. He is a height that these shadow warriors cannot reach. He can maintain human nature, and has a very beautiful face and rational thinking. He can control and release his power at will. He is the emperor among shadow warriors.

The name of Shadow Emperor cannot be humiliated.

Facing the fierce shadow dancer, Yuan Zhisheng silently recited the Spirit of Word in his mouth, Yaqi spread out, and the power in his chest was like magma erupting from the bulging earth veins. Every cell was surging vitality, and every tendon was conveying power.

The inherited Shadow Emperor bloodline, Susano's fate, and Shadow Emperor's honor flowed brightly on him.

"die!"

With an extremely simple roar, he smashed the ground with his feet. The surrounding area seemed to have encountered an earthquake. The onlookers fell to the ground with unstable center of gravity, and the broken bricks and stones spread to their feet.

The power of just one kick is so terrifying.

When the young girl jumped into the air and contacted the Prajna ghost, the power of the mountain torrent burst and the powerful force of the meteorites outside the sky collided with each other. The strong Xunfeng opened a layer of waves in the opera house, sobbing and blowing away all the mud and dust, blowing out the flames at the gate.

I saw Yuan's eyes shining golden light, and one hand smashed it to the first floor like a chicken. The roar of the shells falling to the ground made the Opera House tremble again, and the mud and dust on the ceiling shaking off.

Yuan Zhisheng and the Prajna Ghost were in a difficult situation and were at a disadvantage. The opponent's strength was so powerful that he felt unimaginable. The flexible claws were even more terrifying killing weapons. When he scratched around him, he was full of wind and sounds, as if he was facing ten daggers.

When the ghost of Prajna was about to succeed, Yuan Zhisheng suddenly disappeared, leaving a light, and a sharp sword pierced his body behind him. The ghost of Prajna roared and raised his foot to kick Yuan Zhisheng away and hit the wall, and the wall cracked.

Yuan Zhisheng choked blood from his mouth and gritted his teeth. The Prajna ghost pulled out a spider in front of him. The toxins of alchemy had penetrated into his body. He had not lived for a long time and could only die with Yuan Zhisheng with the determination to die.

Just as he rushed over like a crazy beast, a dark shadow flew past, like a predatory bird of prey across the dark forest.

When Yuan Zhisheng blinked again, he saw the young man wearing a Zoro mask pinching the neck of the ghost of Prajna and twisting his bones with a clear sound.

On the other hand, Zero and Prajna ghosts were completely at a disadvantage. The Prajna ghosts had a fierce attack, Zero and retreated, and in the gap, they only saw the opportunity to attack, and the boy cut off dozens of wounds on the Prajna ghosts, but Zero was not injured.

However, these wounds cannot gain much advantage for zero. As her strength is consumed, she becomes increasingly unable to do so. From the beginning to the beginning, she is reluctant to fight against the powerful power of the ghost of Prajna.

During the attack gap, Ling Geng had a knife, and was seized by the ghost of Prajna. His sharp claws reached towards Zero's white shoulders. A trace of fear flashed through Zero's ice pupils, as if the sound of broken bones had already sounded in his ears.

At a critical moment, a powerful force came, and the ghost of Prajna was hit by a strange thing, and Zero was also hit by aside, leaning on the ground and groaning and bloody. Her bones seemed to be about to fall apart.

The ghost of Prajna was hit by the bull's eye. The powerful force made him unable to resist. When he stood up, Yuan Zhinu came over and picked up the boy who fell to the ground, and pierced into his heart under the dull gaze of the ghost of Prajna.
Chapter completed!