A soul value of 150?Zhang Jianfeng silently glanced at his state, only 50 soul value.

Only one-third of others?

It was only now that I remembered why the system just said that the chance of survival was less than one in ten thousand.

This is not enough for others to feed chickens.

Zhang Jianfeng finally felt what it means to pretend to be coercive but get caught.

Looking at the old man again, he looks like Ultraman transformed.

His body was covered with a layer of thick black long hair. He was three to four meters tall, with an upturned nose, fat head and big ears. With a roar, the whole building shook three times.

Zhang Jianfeng clicked his tongue, I'll go, this is the upper body of the pig demon.

The old man shook his incomparably sharp fangs, laughed and said, "Hahaha. Are you scared when you see the evil spirit on this old man's upper body? Little bastard, this old man tells you, my evil spirit..."

When Zhang Jianfeng saw that the opponent was about to start acting aggressive, he couldn't bear it.

"Okay, I know your family runs a pig farm, and the whole pig demon feels like he can go to heaven."

"Little bastard, you dare to disrespect my evil god. Today is your death day."

The old man kicked his legs on the ground, facing Zhang Jianfeng with two fangs, and rushed over.

Every time he stepped on the ground, a small crater was immediately formed on the ground, and the formation felt like a tank was driving over.

Zhang Jianfeng was naturally not stupid, seeing that there was nothing he could do, he swiftly stepped aside.

But the group of people behind him were miserable.

The old man charged into the crowd mightily, and those who had no time to react hung on the old man's two fangs one by one like skewers.

The old man shook his head violently, corpses were scattered all over the field, and blood flowed like a river.

The rest of the people screamed in panic and fled in all directions.

For a moment, the entire hall became a hell on earth.

There were roars, cries, and screams everywhere.

Most people still choose to hide behind Zhang Jianfeng, but their attitude towards him has undergone a 180-degree change.

"I said, can you do it? If you don't protect me well, I'll see how I will settle accounts with you."

"It's all your fucking fault. If you didn't provoke that old man just now, you wouldn't be like this now. Even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go."

"That's right. Uncle over there, you have a wrong and a debt. It's this little bastard who is bothering you. It has nothing to do with us. Please do me a favor and let us go. When we go out later, you can do whatever you want." no problem."

The crowd in the back chattered.

Zhang Jianfeng became angry when he heard it, as if I came here to save you.

Whether you live or die has nothing to do with me.

He turned around abruptly, pointed his finger at the crowd, and said angrily, "You guys, you can do what you want. Don't run away, it's you, that fat man in the blue shirt. You were the one who made the most noise just now. Come on." Come, come to me."

When the fat man heard Zhang Jianfeng call him, his body immediately squeezed into the crowd and stopped talking.

Everyone was silent for a while, Zhang Jianfeng was right.

In this situation, whoever dares to go up to die easily will live as long as he can.

Everyone retreated in an unusually tacit understanding, leaving Zhang Jianfeng in front to confront the pig demon.

The old man saw that Zhang Jianfeng had lost all his arrogance just now, and he burst into laughter immediately: "Little bastard, weren't you very arrogant just now? Let me tell you, in my current state, even if the authentic people from Maoshan came, they would not be my opponent. You I advise you to catch it as soon as possible, so that you can be happy when I kill you later."

"Old man, I warn you, don't be arrogant now, I still have a secret weapon that I haven't brought out yet."

As he spoke, Zhang Jianfeng took a step back without changing his face.

"Secret weapon? Hmph, I want to see what secret weapon you can come up with? Don't run away if you have the guts."

"I didn't run, you kind of stand still."

Zhang Jianfeng took a few steps back while measuring the distance.

The people behind him didn't know what he wanted to do. Seeing him retreating, they also retreated.

After retreating a few meters away, Zhang Jianfeng suddenly took out something from his phone.

"Come out, my Seven Star Longquan Sword."

With a flash of golden light, the old man's expression changed obviously. He murmured nervously: "Seven Star Dragon Spring Sword? How is it possible? How could this ancient artifact be in the hands of this brat."

However, when the golden light dissipated, the old man laughed so hard that he couldn't breathe.

Zhang Jianfeng held half of the broken hilt in his hand.

"If you really have the Seven-Star Longquan Sword, the old man might really be afraid of you. But now you take a broken hilt and say it's the Seven-Star Longquan Sword. Are you fooling me? If you have the guts, beat me to the ground, otherwise ..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt that the outside of the window was covered with dark clouds, and the darkness was approaching in an instant.

The whole sky is like black ink, bottomless.

After a deafening dragon chant, a bolt of lightning as thick as an arm pierced the sky and struck the old man in an instant.

Within a five-meter range centered on the old man, it seemed as if it had been hit by a missile, a puff of black smoke came out, gravel splashed everywhere, and it was a mess.

Looking at the old man again, his whole body was scorched black, and he fell to the ground, his whole body convulsed and convulsed.

"How is this possible, ahem, what the hell are you?"

"This is the Seven-Star Dragon Spring Sword, but it has a function, that is, it is specially used to chop and pretend to be aggressive. Haven't you heard the ancients say it? Pretend to be struck by lightning."

Just when Zhang Jianfeng was peeking at the soul just now, he accidentally discovered that because he had used the ghost soldiers to brush up a wave of yin and yang values ​​just now.

His current yin and yang value is actually more than 4000.

Naturally, he remembered his secret weapon, the fragments of the Seven Star Dragon Spring Sword.

Although Fragment is not powerful, it has subsidiary skills.

For 500 yin and yang points, you can activate the dragon roar once.

Just back a few meters, just to avoid his indiscriminate attack.

As soon as he thought that he could activate seven more times, Zhang Jianfeng suddenly felt that he could do whatever he wanted with money.

It's just that I don't know if this old guy can last that long.

It doesn't matter if you hang up, let me show you how powerful RMB players are.

Although the old man was attacked by Long Yinxiao once, he did not die.

He reluctantly got up from the ground, and shouted at Zhang Jianfeng: "Stinky boy, please remember, we will have a long time to come."

The old man suddenly turned into a puff of black air, passed through the window, and disappeared from everyone's sight.

The people who were still in shock gathered around Zhang Jianfeng.

"Little master, it's amazing. Thanks to me, I didn't misread you."

"Brother, do you want to make an appointment? Add me a WeChat ID."

Zhang Jianfeng was ridiculed by them just now, and now he doesn't bother to talk to them.

I saw Liang Ya holding her arm worriedly, whispering in her ear: "Jianfeng, if that old man runs away, will he come back to take revenge on us in the future?"

After hearing this, Zhang Jianfeng smiled wickedly.

"Don't worry, with my celestial master here, that old guy can't escape."

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