Chen Feng rushed into the main building, grabbed the ordinary guy in the gambling house, and asked, "Where are the people? Where are the soul-suppressing envoys?"

The ordinary guy was scared by monsters and evil spirits, and without using Chen Feng's means, he pointed out the place where the Soul-Suppressing Envoy was imprisoned.

Chen Feng swung the people to the ground and went to save the people at lightning speed.

There were two gambling thugs in front of the detainee’s house, not knowing whether it was a casino thug or not.

Chen Feng punched the chicken and punched him two times, knocking him to death.

Now that the gambling thugs are scared and their bodies are no longer shaking, and they are sleeping soundly.

He kicked open the door and locked up the Soul-Suppressing Envoy who tied his hands and feet in half of the room.

Chen Feng suppressed the doubts about how the soul-suppressing envoy fell into the hands of the thugs in the gambling house, and untied the ropes of everyone, but Cao Guangxiao was not seen.

"Where is Cao Tombbo?"

"In order to save our lives, Lord Tomb Bo was promoted by the Soul Master of the Nandou Department to gamble on his life."

"Actually called the Soul Master? Nandou Department?" Chen Feng was stunned again, thinking that Nandou Department and Beidou Department are not their own family members? Then how about setting up such a close-knit yamen?

I thought to myself that the person didn't stop and ran directly towards the gambling room.

A group of thugs in the casino were rushing out of the road. Chen Feng was about to start a massacre killing, and the shouts of killing behind him were shocking. After getting the free soul-suppressing envoy, he rushed over.

Although both sides are not on the same level.

But at this moment, no one can eat anyone.

Chen Feng was not wasting time here, so he turned around and raised his head to hit the wall violently, and opened a new road from the side.

Just after he was about to break through several rooms, he saw Cao Guangxiao fighting with two gambling guys who were not very harmonious.

Looking at the faint haze emitting from the guy's body, Chen Fengmenqing called the familiar smell of the soul master.

Cao Guangxiao's soul-killing finger is like the Six-Meridian Divine Sword, and he is so charming that he is a soul master.

One of the Qi Sha, perhaps possessed a dead body, had a slightly stiff body, and was sobbed by Cao Guangxiao's guidance.

The other Qi Sha, although possessed by a fresh corpse, was greatly reduced in the underworld. He just shouted "Southern Die Soul, the flowers of reincarnation fade."

He was hit on the forehead by a black weight.

With a dull bang, the "singing" Qi Sha's head was blooming, and bloody red and white things splattered all over the floor.

The fancy and whistle, the exquisite scale of labor and capital is specialized in treating Xiu'er... Chen Feng complained in his heart, and he held the heavy weight that could transform into a black sieve mountain rock and smashed the head of the nagging Qi Sha like a brick.

As light as a feather, as heavy as a mountain, a person will die, and even the incarnation of the Send to Send the Son cannot stand, let alone the Seven Killings are called soul masters.

However, Chen Feng is not brainless. As one of his biggest trump cards, Linglong scale cannot be easily revealed in front of people, let alone turning into a rock in the black siege and smashing it as a weight. It not only fits the image of a soul master, but also does not give people a sudden feeling.

As soon as the weight sounded, the seven killing souls were regained and put on the Yin-Yang Book.

However, Chen Feng had no time to see the reward now. He lifted his palm and the weight in his hand, staring at the back of the other Qi Sha’s head.

"Don't come over." The Qisha was forced into the corner by Cao Guangxiao. When Chen Feng hit the scale, his companion's soul was strangely lost, which scared his soul to emerge from the dead body.

"Don't let him run away, this is the Seven Killings Soul Master of the Nandou Department." Cao Guangxiao touched his waist bag, and then realized that the waist bag containing the soul nail was taken away.

"I understand." Chen Fengying shouted, lifted the weight, and added the killing technique to lift the sky, and crashed into Qisha's arms with the weight.

Dongdongdongdongdong... The wall panel collapses, the body disintegrates, the soul dissipates, the yin and yang ring, and the blink of an eye.

Cao Guangxiao also blinked and looked at Chen Feng in shock, "I'll let you catch the living."

"You just said don't let him run away, and didn't say you're going to die." Chen Feng looked innocent and scratched his head and muttered: "What's this? How could you fall into their hands if you're so weak."

Hearing this, Cao Guangxiao was so angry that he was so angry that he had a cold face.

"If the third son of Quan hadn't used Prince An's waist card to confuse me, we wouldn't have been ambushed."

"King An, which King An?"

"Which other King An can be found in the Dashun Dynasty?"

Chen Feng suddenly realized that when he was eating melons on the Yin-Yang Book, he did see the third prince who was filial to his father and emperor. Later, in his life, Xiaomei, the Yang family, saw that Huang Laocai sold Xiaomei to noble people, namely King An, through the middleman, the owner of the gambling house, that is, the third master of Quan, and Xiaomei eventually died in his mansion. He should have thought that he must have a share of the gambling house business. When these three things were connected, Chen Feng silently reserved a good place for him in his heart.

"It's not time to go. If you resent the soul to eliminate evil, it's too late." As soon as Cao Guangxiao finished speaking, a rotten eyeball covered with blood bubbles stared down from the hole-open roof.

"One penny is missing, why is one penny?"

The sound of gambling ghosts and material questions came, and there was a cold laugh.

There was a loud bang.

Cao Guangxiao and Chen Feng were shocked by the aftermath of their rotten thighs and jumped out of the main building quickly.

"This is not a ghost, it's not my control, I'll go and restrain my soul." Cao Guangxiao looked serious and spoke righteously. Without waiting for Chen Feng to reply, he turned around and ran towards the resentful evil spirit.

Hey hey, what's your throat squirming? You disgusted it, don't I disgusted it... Chen Feng couldn't finish his complaints in his heart. His cold-faced boss clearly looked blue and wanted to vomit, but he was pretending to be serious with a stern face.

The gambling monster stepped on the main building, hanging all over the body of corrupt parts and things, and stepped towards Chen Feng.

"Grass, are you still excited?" Chen Feng lay on his side, rolled on his side several times, avoiding the gambling monster, shook the weight, and tried several times, but he didn't throw it out.

He also disgusted.

Chen Feng stretched out his hand and fell out of the void shuttle and bowed to him.

"Da Mao, I have found you a practice thing, go ahead." Chen Feng stretched out his hand, and the silver corpse with signs of stagnation had blood teeth cracked his mouth, his throat roared, turned around and lowered his arms, kicked the ground with one leg, and shook left and right.

Chen Feng, “…”

Go, why are you shaking? Are you a silver corpse without spiritual consciousness? You are also disgusting?

"Go away." Chen Feng, a bad corpse refiner, kicked the big hair on the butt, and the big hair was like an arrow from the string, and it shot into the gambling monster's arms... into the ankle.

The gambling monster is three feet tall and the big hair is only five and a half feet tall. The same amount is not on the same level.

However, in terms of ferociousness, the body of the large-haired silver corpse has iron wire buried joints and glass finishing touches, and its violent degree is not inferior.

The bloodthirsty light flashed in Damao's eyes, and the blue veins turned black, violent, murderous, and manic all kinds of negative emotions appeared at the same time.

He fisted and violently fought against the gambling monsters.

The two have no fancy things, it is a completely battle between strength.

There are not so many temptations and fights against each other.

Putting a silver corpse without spiritual consciousness and a monster with disordered spiritual consciousness, a sentence is reflected, one force is reduced to ten times.

Today, either I beat you to death or I was beaten to death by you.

Boom boom boom boom boom... Fist to the flesh, fist to the blood.

The two big guys broke the gambling house and ruined it.

The big hair and bloody teeth swelled up, tearing and biting.

He looked at the big hair swallowing the flesh and blood on the monster's body and made a hehe hehe and satisfied hum.

Chen Feng said he was a little autistic.
Chapter completed!