I want to kill a god before I die

Cheng Hai caressed the willow tree, and there was a streamer in his palm.

"Dare to turn your back on me at this time, you really want to die."

Under the cover of thick fog, the artist rushed out from behind Cheng Hai, and the three knuckles radiated a cold glow, and stabbed him on the head mercilessly.

His speed was three points faster than Qi Le's back then, and his strength was far beyond.

At this time, Cheng Hai had already removed the God's Descend status bonus, and with his back to the enemy, he should have reacted in a slow manner.

But at this moment, a strange feeling suddenly rose from the bottom of the artist's heart, as if all the strength in his body had been emptied in an instant, making him weak and powerless.

Cheng Hai turned around at this moment, grabbed his neck logically, as if he sent it up by himself, it was funny and ridiculous.

"I told you, you're just trash."

Cheng Hai's eyes were emotionless, and a sword pierced his chest.

"Hello, Mr. Ghost Messenger."

In the dense fog, an invisible figure moved rapidly around Xu Qiufan.

"A fog demon?"

Xu Qiufan held a piece of paper talisman between his hands, and held the mahogany sword backwards in front of his eyes.

call out!

The invisible sharp blade roared and tore through the dense fog. The astonishing speed made people dare not underestimate the sharpness.

"Hong Zhong Da Lu, shock!"

Xu Qiufan chanted loudly, only to hear a "buzz", and an invisible force shook him away.The wind blade of the fog monster scattered at the sound, and even it felt as if someone had hammered its head, and almost vomited blood.

"The terrible power is worthy of Hagi Kai's ghost messenger"

A little dark green monster flapped its wings, its face full of seriousness.

"Vulcan summons, disease!"

The second Taoist talisman was ignited, and a rain of fire rose in the sky, scattering and exploding in all directions.

The mist demon's eyes froze, and his body moved quickly. The explosion that covered most of the sky was perfectly dodged by him.

"Get out of the way"

Xu Qiufan frowned, his expression a little dignified.

The speed of this fog monster is very fast, coupled with the fact that he can't see his position clearly, it can only be effective with a range attack.

However, the consumption of range attacks is not small.

"I can't help it. If it continues, Cheng Hai may not be able to hold on."

Xu Qiufan said to himself, and put on the third charm with a serious face.

"Is this urgent?"

When the fog demon heard this, he couldn't help but be overjoyed.

It does nothing else but is very fast.

Once Xu Qiufan can't hold his breath, he can enter his rhythm instead.

If the artist was faster, he could completely consume Xu Qiufan to death!

A collection of ghosts, it's really tempting

What Wu Yao didn't expect was that his employer was already in trouble.

"what!"

The artist held the hilt of the sword, his face full of pain.

The sword pierced his lung, and even though his ghoul body was very strong, it was a serious injury.

"Do you understand? You have nothing but that ridiculous pride."

Cheng Hai pulled his head closer, and slowly pulled the sword in his right hand down, like a cold-blooded butcher.

Compared with delicate flowers, the vitality of a century-old tree is unknown. It was a mistake for the artist to dare to wait for him here.

"asshole!"

The severe pain allowed the artist to regain some consciousness.

He stabbed at Cheng Hai with all his strength, but the speed was quite frightening despite all his efforts.

Cheng Hai smiled slightly, drew his sword and dodged.

The artist seized the opportunity and pulled away.

He noticed the black circle of light spreading around Cheng Hai, and it was because of this weird thing that he felt powerless.As long as he escaped from this range, and with the cover of the fog formation, Cheng Hai would not be able to lock his position.

This process was actually smoother than he had imagined, which made him overjoyed.

"I `m coming out!"

brush!

A long whip cut through the fog and wrapped around the artist's neck.

The sharp edge cut through the skin easily, and with a huge force, he was pulled back.

puff!

Hard knees, slamming into his face.

Cheng Hai let go of the whip, which turned into a sword and cut off the artist's finger.

"You thought you escaped? Excited, right?" Cheng Hai smiled strangely.

"Why can you see me?!" The artist's voice trembled.

Judging by the tone, Cheng Hai let him go on purpose.

"I said."

Cheng Hai picked up the severed finger on the ground, and said calmly: "I will make your death very unsafe!"

The fingers made of flesh and blood immediately rotted like mud, the black door opened from the front, and a rotten vicious dog walked out.

"no no!"

Under the terrified gaze of the artist, the vicious dog jumped on him, lying on his body and biting frantically.

Cheng Hai lit a cigarette, leaned against the tree, and calmly enjoyed the feast.

If Qi Le could live to see this scene, he would definitely be grateful to Cheng Hai's subordinates for their mercy.

"I don't agree!"

The artist roared hysterically, "That woman's death is completely preordained, why should all the crime be attributed to me!"

"Destined? Where did it come from?"

Cheng Hai looked at him and suddenly felt bored.

The more desperate a person is, the more he hopes that a life-saving straw will appear in his life.

The artist saved her once, then pushed her down the abyss again.This is more cruel than killing her directly!

It seems that the indulgence just now still failed to make him empathize.

"If she really wants to live, why doesn't she refuse my request! If she really wants to live, why doesn't she resist those real murderers?!"

Cheng Hai stepped forward slowly and asked, "Do you want to die?"

The artist shook his head tremblingly.

A silver light flashed in Cheng Hai's hand, and the artist's eye sockets had been pierced by the long sword.

He bent down, his tone as cold as a sword in his hand.

"Then why don't you hide?"

Chapter 37 Mist Demon

"Hahaha! Can you keep up with my Speedy!"

There was arrogant laughter in the dense fog, and the figure of the fog monster was as fast as thunder, and several afterimages were drawn.

Xu Qiufan panted heavily, looked around uneasily, he was at the end of his strength.

"Hurry up! He's going to lose his strength!"

The mist demon was extremely excited, flapping its wings fiercely, and swung two whirling wind blades.

Xu Qiufan's breath was stagnant, and he jumped back with all his strength, narrowly avoiding the blow.

Then there was a gust of wind, and the mist demon's claws almost scratched his face.

"Hahaha, the response is good." The mist demon laughed.

"Tsk!"

A trace of displeasure flashed in Xu Qiufan's eyes.

At this time, Cheng Hai's voice came from behind him.

"Is it not over yet?"

"Are you finished?" Xu Qiufan asked.

"Here."

Cheng Hai walked in dragging the artist's body.

This is 70 million.

"Impossible! How did you find this?!" The mist demon floated in the air, his complexion changed drastically.

His fog can not only block the line of sight, but also mislead the trapped person's sense of direction, which is similar to the effect of a ghost hitting a wall.How did this person see through?

"What is this? A goblin?"

Cheng Hai looked at the thing in the sky and narrowed his eyes.

As for the fog, there is the taboo eye, and this thing is useless.

"Let's talk later."

Xu Qiufan stood up straight, shed his fatigue, and complained: "I almost got my clothes cut off to wait for you."

"Not good! This guy is pretending!"

The Wu Yao's heart trembled wildly, and she wanted to run with her wings wide open.

"The five elements are reversed, the dragon-binding formation, sleepy!"

The loud voice exploded in his heart, a large piece of golden light flooded the ground, and the mist demon was enveloped in it, unable to move!

"Move, can't move!"

The fog demon struggled frantically, but saw a thunder from the sky.

"Heaven and earth are boundless, the universe borrows the law, and the sky thunders!"

Xu Qiufan shouted angrily, and a huge bolt of lightning struck across the sky and landed in his hands.

"No, this is too thick!"

The fog demon looked at the thunder gun in Xu Qiufan's hand in horror, feeling the approach of death.

Xu Qiufan moved to his side in an instant, and said with a dark face, "Let me run again!"

boom!

The huge roar dispersed the misty white mist.

Xu Qiufan blew away the smoke in his hand, and then snapped his fingers, as if a layer of enchantment dissipated around him.

This scene made Cheng Hai secretly amazed.

Not to mention the thunder-controlling technique that resembles a god coming down to earth, this formation silently cuts off the perception of the fog monster in the thick fog, and also cuts off the connection with the outside world, so it is very practical.

It's no wonder that he has never heard of ghosts in Hagi Sea for so many years.