My life is super hard, nothing is taboo/Ghost Shelter

"Little Lubis, the brave man of Frozen Bone, can't be defeated by such a trick."

On the heads of the left and right arms, each eye was bleeding and tearing, and slowly closed.

Lubis' previously out-of-focus eyes suddenly regained his sight, two lines of blood and tears flowed down, and he licked his lips at Fan Helsing: "Your series of attacks just now were to finally take my heart, right? It's a pity that such a thing as a heart, for the land of frozen bones For the brave, it is not the most important."

Chapter 1102 Judgment Horn

Alley with drizzle.

A devastated mess.

Qin Kun hasn't seen this level of fighting skills for a long time.

Van Helsing's head was covered with dust, and he walked out of the broken wall stepping on the gravel.

Rubis stood in the alley, his chest heaving, on that body full of eyeballs, all the eyeballs looked in the direction of Van Helsing together.

"A terrible demon." Van Helsing wiped the blood stains from the corner of his mouth.

The minced meat on the other party's body was rolled up, and there were countless scars. It was already like this, and it was as if nothing had happened.Make him feel a little tired.

"You too." Lubis pulled the broken meat, and the hair-like black thread grew on the skin, and sewed it up.

Qin Kun brushed his rain-soaked hair and lit a cigarette.

"Curly hair, the strength of these two people is comparable."

Menotius whispered: "In fact, that monster is even better. His spells and melee skills are restricted by street fighting. If he goes to the wasteland, it will be difficult for Van Helsing to parry."

After taking two puffs, the cigarette butt got wet, Qin Kun threw it away, and smiled: "Not necessarily, if it is a wasteland, Fan Haixin doesn't have to work hard to use the mirage to isolate ordinary people."

Menotius was startled, and felt that what Qin Kun said made sense, and asked again: "What if it was you? What are the chances of winning against that monster?"

Qin Kun raised three fingers.

"Only [-]%?" Menoitius frowned, "Excessive modesty equals pride."

Qin Kun said: "[-]% will win. [-]% will be a tie. As for losing, there is no such thing."

"whispering sound……"

Menotius curled his lips, this guy is indeed prouder than he imagined.

The drizzle stopped.

Another round of fighting began.

To be honest, Qin Kun doesn't like to watch such evenly matched scenes.Forcibly going back and forth, it can only be tenacity, there is no ups and downs to watch.So Qin Kun focused on Fan Helsing's style.

In less than 20 minutes, the skills of blood race and werewolf appeared on him one after another. Is this still the king of hunting demons?

In the dark night, under the illumination of street lamps, the shadow of the fleshy wings is stretched very long.

The breath is evil and charming, and the street lamp like a holy light behind the head creates a different atmosphere. No matter how you look at it, you look like a devil.

Even the Holy See can accommodate him? ? ?

Qin Kun pursed his lips.

Van Helsing's spiritual fluctuations collided with Rubis again, shaking the eardrums. After such a long battle, should it be over?

On a wall, Fan Helsing folded his wings behind his back and opened his arms. With a solemn expression, his eyes revealed golden mist.

"Damn guy, I admire your tenacity, but I don't have time to play with you tonight."

As soon as the golden light appeared in his eyes, Rubis felt bad and was about to leave, but it was too late.

"In the name of God, Holy Cross Falls!!!"

The ethereal and solemn voice echoed in the sky, like a sentence from heaven. A cross tombstone fell from the sky, followed by many cross tombstones, like giant hailstones. The name of Yizhu Priest, surrounded by a faint golden light.

boom--

Lubis was slammed headlong into the ground.

boom boom boom boom-

Gravels flew around, the golden light scattered, and nearly fifty or sixty tombstones exuded pale golden light, illuminating the alley into a golden ocean, and ruining the place into a mess.

Qin Kun and Menoitius retreated one after another to avoid the indiscriminate attacks in the sky.

The tombstones on the ground intertwined a large golden net, suppressing Lubis in the ground. Van Helsing held a golden ball of light in his hand, and his expression was very labored.

Then, the golden ball of light was slowly squeezed into a horn.

"In the name of God, verdict!"

……

……

The sound of the desolate horn.

Blowing to the final chapter of the battle.

Everyone's eyes were all focused on this battle, and no one saw it. There were two bystanders near this street.

One is a middle-aged man with European appearance.

Gold-rimmed glasses, a lot of ink on the placket, a gentlemanly appearance, a notepad under his arm, and a male assistant beside him.

The male assistant wore an inverted five-pointed star pendant, looked at the people in the mirage world, and said, "My lord, it's over. Should we go?"

"Well, wait a minute."

The middle-aged man pushed his glasses, seemed to have found inspiration, and started to create again.

The male assistant smiled wryly: "Master Pope, is it really okay for you to be like this?"

The middle-aged man scratched his scalp: "An Shibai, if you're bored, you can go drink with some saintesses who worship you. My new book still needs material, so don't interfere with my collection."

The male assistant raised his forehead: "Master Pope, your new book is a fairy tale... What inspiration do these fighting scenes give you?"

The middle-aged man scratched his orange hair: "Kids should like to watch scenes of fighting demons, right? Look, if I make that guy from Demon Hunt Villa into a little bear protecting humans, will it be a big hit?"

I Nima...

The male assistant's heart was galloping.

My lord, you are the notorious Carter II! ! !Do you want to mess around like this?

The male assistant was miserable: "Master Pope, let me tell you in advance that if your new book doesn't sell well, I don't want to kill those parents who don't buy fairy tale books."

The middle-aged man stared: "How is this possible? They are heretics. How can we not kill them?"

"People in the Holy See are also heretics!"

"An Shibai, they are believers of the Holy See."

I……

The male assistant wanted to cry, but smashed the stone wall next to him with a punch.

The middle-aged man was comforting the other party, when suddenly, a golden light appeared in the sky, and Fan Helsing in the distance was blowing a golden horn out of his hand.

"Hiss... the horn of judgment, we are afraid that we will be discovered."

Just as the middle-aged man finished speaking, Qin Kun suddenly looked over at the sky in the distance.

"Who?!"

With the golden light, Qin Kun suddenly saw two people.

He was actually less than 10 meters away from him!

The young man in the white shirt, who looked like an assistant, even smashed the stone wall next to him with a punch, without realizing it.

A chill suddenly appeared on his back.

What a terrible movement!

"Black Soul Cult?!"

Menotius next to him, seeing the pendant on the male assistant's neck, suddenly clenched his fists and rushed out.

"Don't be impulsive!" It was too late for Qin Kun to stop him.

The male assistant carefully put away the inverted five-pointed star pendant on his chest, and smiled: "Fist of the Titan? Angry little Titan, you shouldn't be so impulsive."

Menoitius had already rushed to his face, and suddenly met a pair of fierce eyes.

The male assistant was waving his hand very fast. A gust of wind almost cut his cheek. Menotius was hit by a backhand, as if he had been hit by a tank, and smashed into the wall like a shell.

"I personally don't like self-made rolls. Sorry."

The male assistant raised his foot and stepped on it fiercely.

boom--

With Menotius as the center, the ground under his body was cracked, and the sound of bone cracks was caught in it. The male assistant rubbed his nose, and seeing Menotius who was dying, he lightly clenched his fist and threw it down.

"Menotius!"

In the distance, Van Helsing suddenly yelled. The golden horn was originally aimed at Lubis underground, but now it turned around and blew in the direction of the male assistant.

hum-

A golden god driving a car suddenly appeared with a spear in his hand, and his horseshoes flew towards the male assistant.

Chapter 1103

Jin Guanghua's driving warrior is extremely fast.

The wheels were rolling, and the entire mirage world was rumbling and shaking.

A few drops of ink suddenly floated in the air, and the driving warrior was about to launch an attack, but suddenly disappeared like a balloon that exploded.

The male assistant smashed his fist down.

The sound of glass shattering sounded, and the mirage world was broken.

The mirage world built by a superb exorcist was shattered by several waves of spiritual power.

Menotius was stiff and sweating coldly.

Ten centimeters in front of him, the male assistant's fist hovered there, and a demon bull squatted on the ground, pinching his hand tightly.

"Hello, Mr. Qin Kun, nice to meet you, my name is An Shibai."

The male assistant smiled slightly at Qin Kun. Suddenly, Qin Kun felt a sense of danger hit his heart. The male assistant named An Shibai exerted force for the second time, and his fist was like a pneumatic hammer. The face of Menoetius.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

The wailing was piercing, Menotius' blood splashed on Qin Kun's face, and Qin Kun, who had turned into a bull demon, squatted on the spot blankly.

how so……

"Menotius!!!"

Fan Helsing, who had changed back to his original form, rushed over with red eyes, and punched An Shibai in the face with a punch, his arm was turned into a werewolf, his arm muscles swelled, and there was a sound of piercing through the air.

An Shibai raised his hand to hold Fan Helsing's fist, and the entire sleeve was torn apart by the terrifying fluctuation of spiritual power.

Qin Kun saw Menoitius' collapsed face, stood up abruptly, and punched him too.

An Shibai raised his hand again to block it.

The exquisite leather shoes exploded, and the force was removed by An Shibai's feet along the ground, and the entire trouser leg was torn vigorously.

"Terrible young man."

An Shibai lowered his head, looked at the exposed thumb toes, and put away his relaxed smile: "I was just passing by, and he shot first."

With two punches, An Shibai punched Fan Helsing in the chest. Fan Helsing appeared covered in golden armor, which was pierced by the punch, and his whole body flew upside down.

Another punch hit Qin Kun's shoulder blade. With a tricky angle and lightning speed, Qin Kun accidentally returned to the defense. He felt a bloody light penetrate into the shoulder blade along the opponent's phalanx. His entire arm was dislocated and bent back.

"who are you?!"

Qin Kun shouted violently, put on his arm, wrapped his arm with iron chains, and punched the opponent's stomach with another punch with the sound of piercing through the air.

"Black Soul Cult, An Shibai. There are no positions."

The opponent pressed down with one hand, pushing away Qin Kun's ferocious attack.It's just that the iron chain wrapped around that arm suddenly seemed to come alive, and several iron hooks suddenly jumped up, hooking the muscles on his arm.