The white-faced ghost's movements look graceful and gorgeous at first glance, but her fighting style is actually quite rough and bloody, and they cut people in half and explode.

This makes the battle scene look particularly bloody.

Blood, broken limbs, and all kinds of things in the human body...

After the White-Faced Ghost discovered that it could gather a little energy, he unexpectedly killed several people around him.

Zhao Ziyou was not stupid either. He obviously noticed the rise of the aura of the white-faced ghost. He made a quick decision and directly gave up the possibility of capturing the white-faced ghost alive.

It is better to decide to kill the other party first.

If you drag on it, you will be in danger.

Zhao Ziyou's fearless confidence actually comes from many aspects, one of which is a good place that he discussed with Chen Le for a long time in the morning.

Here, the field of view is wide, suitable for combat, ambush, sniper, and perfect for killing.

Because the opponent's strength is too strong, even if the opponent is hit by the Soul Lost Incense, he has made complete preparations for the response at the beginning.

In short, everything is in your own control.

That's what Zhao Ziyou thinks.

With his order, the real killing of the White-Faced Ghost Action officially began.

Several snipers who had been ambushing in the mountains and forests all pointed their red laser guns on the head of the white-faced ghost, either on the forehead, cheeks, or on the back of the head.

He looked like he was going to shoot the white-faced ghost's head into a mess.

However, the white-faced ghost had an expression that was unaware of it. He was surrounded by the crowd and stretched out his hand with a calm look on his face. At this time, blood was everywhere on her clothes, body, hands, and even on her face.

Among them is her own blood and other people's blood. The originally white palace dress is now 80% of the area stained with blood.

Even the white-faced ghost's nails were covered with blood.

The wounds on his body were extremely numerous.

The white-faced ghost saw that his originally tender and white palm turned into the blood-red palm at this time, and couldn't help but sigh, "Oh, why is it so embarrassing? Yes, it was caused by my good brother. After this group of people is solved, we have to go back and settle the score with him."

Zhao Ziyou shouted, "You can't go anywhere, you can only be buried here."

The white-faced ghost raised his blood-red eyes, looked at Zhao Ziyou, and smiled, "You may not understand, the difference between the outside world and other people, the most powerful thing about the Soul Lost Incense is that it can not gather people from outside world, which is the most deadly."

"And once we can gather qi, even a small amount of qi, even if it is like a tap, it will take a drop of qi to condense for a long time. In our hands, we can easily kill people. This is like a stone, a refill, or even a piece of thin paper. As long as it is used properly, it can kill people!"

Almost as the White-faced silenced, I saw her two bloody palms stretched out, one after another, and another one with an arrow between her two hands, each with five slender fingers.

That was the arrow that Zhao Ziyou had just used to shoot the white-faced ghost, and I don’t know when the arrow was saved by her.

Almost at the same time as Zhao Ziyou fired, he saw the white-faced ghost jumping slightly, several meters into the air, condensed the air in his hand, and swung it casually. The arrows suddenly turned into a flood beast that was more ferocious than bullets, carrying a dazzling blood-colored light, flashing through the dark night.

The small arrow was the death knell of the god of death. It aimed at the positions of all the snipers in the forest, crossed hundreds of meters away, and easily penetrated the heads of all the ambushed snipers, killing them with one blow.

While they were aiming at the white-faced ghost, the white-faced ghost naturally also targeted them.

After all, the snipers can only use guns and do not know how to use martial arts. They have all been killed without even reacting.

From the White-Faced Ghost to the death of all the snipers in the forest, it took only 3 seconds.

The dazzling red laser that had just appeared not long ago disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The white-faced ghost fell to the ground lightly as if he had done something insignificant, and clapped his hands lightly.

Zhao Ziyou's face was not very good-looking. He darkened and he quietly made a gesture.

With the white-faced ghost as the center, the net of heaven and earth that had been laid long ago quickly closed, as if a fisherman had closed the net. A large net dozens of meters wide stretched upwards. At that moment, the net was closed, leaving the white-faced ghost completely without a place to avoid.

Moreover, this is specially created for experts, a fishing net mixed with fine iron. Hundreds of thousands of volts of high voltage are passed on the fishing net, and the contacts are immediately killed. Each net port carries an extremely sharp blade. As long as you are touched, your skin and flesh will be easily cut open.

As the big net gathered in an instant, ordinary people were even cut into countless pieces.

It is comparable to the ancient times to cut into pieces.

Although the white-faced ghost jumped up very quickly, it was also included in the broad network. The network seemed to use her as its original intention and quickly squeezed and closed it.

However, this is not over yet.

While the power grid is closed, the spring serrated teeth on the ground have also been activated, just like a sharp tooth of a shark, breaking out from the left and right sides, closing with the center of the white-faced ghost as the end point.

If a person is crushed, he will inevitably be ground into meat paste.

Even dozens of giant python fire snakes were sprayed out from all directions, spraying at the white-faced ghost in the center. So many high-pressure flames were sprayed out, and even the iron was about to melt.

For a moment, the giant net was closed to its limit, and the sharp teeth were closed with a bang, making a loud noise of steel that closed. The surging fire snake dyed the entire air a fire red. All the flames ended with the white-faced ghost in the air, gathering into a giant python in the sky and soaring into the sky.

For a moment, the flames soared into the sky.

The pungent hot air made the skin of the people present hot, and the whole body seemed to be about to burn.

Zhao Ziyou just looked at the sky like this, and he didn't know how the white-faced ghost died. It might be electrocuted, scraped to death by a blade, crushed, pressed into a meat pie, or it might have been roasted.

It is very likely that even the body can no longer be found.

But it doesn't matter, just kill it.

This is also a trap that he used to make with great efforts. After discussing several routines with Chen Le, he made a special net for the outside world. Even if she had the ability to do so, she had to turn it into ashes in this power grid, sword steel, and fire snake.

Seeing the fire snake in the air still gushing, Zhao Ziyou smiled proudly, "Hehe, but that's the case, in front of my royal family, there are still ants..."

The words have not ended.

There was only a loud bang.

It was like a strong wind sweeping through the border.

The whole sky seemed to explode, and the steel, ropes, blades, and fire snakes suddenly cracked.

Zhao Ziyou was almost blown away by this bloody wind. The raging bloody storm was so stimulating that he couldn't even open his eyes.

The bloody tornado wind spread for several seconds.

Until the wind stopped and the rain stopped, the steel, ropes, blades scattered all over the ground, and the fire spitters were all scrapped, and those subordinates died and injured in this bloody storm.

There was only one person in the field, with a flowing blood-colored long skirt flying, and a pair of scarlet eyes as red as the moon shining with a bloodthirsty and cold terrifying light under the moonlight.

She stood in the court with a calm expression on her face, looking at Zhao Ziyou lightly and said, "Is that the only thing that's it?"

“…”

Zhao Ziyou's face became stiff, and he looked at the white-faced ghost in the field with an incredible expression. In his understanding, normal people should have died ten thousand times...
Chapter completed!