Eliminate Demons in Lin Zhengying's World

When everyone was at ease, the evil spirit in front of Ye Fan burned up, making a crackling sound, and thick blue smoke overflowed.

"Crack!"

A shrill scream came from the evil spirit's mouth. It wanted to escape, but it exploded with a bang, the spirit body shattered, and the smoke disappeared.

"This... how is this possible?" Awei staggered back in fright, his face full of horror.

"A mere evil spirit, dare to be presumptuous!" Ye Fan snorted coldly, walked around, came to Awei's side, grabbed it casually, and landed on Awei's shoulder.

"Crack."

Awei's shoulder was forcibly torn off by him, and the blood flowed like a stream for a short time. Awei was stunned for two seconds, and then he let out a scream like a pig.

"what……"

Awei was covered in cold sweat in pain, and he fell and rolled on the ground.

"Kill him for me, I want him to die..."

Awei is holding the bloody broken arm and roaring at the other evil spirit.

How dare the evil spirit come forward, it turns around and wants to run.

With a swoosh, Ye Fan stepped forward.

Chapter 44 There are no taboos, kill Awei!

"boom!"

Ye Fan slapped it with a palm, like a plough court sweeping acupoints, vertically and horizontally, like a burning man, with a rush of qi and blood, and the pure and pure Jiuyang Zhenqi pressed on the back of the evil spirit with a palm.

There was a crackling sound, and there was another sound of dry wood meeting the raging fire, the smoke was wafting, the fire was heavy, and the evil spirit dissipated in an instant.

"The second level of Huajin! What kind of monster is he? It's only been a few days since he entered Huajin? He broke through so quickly!" Uncle Jiu felt [-] points of critical damage, and had a feeling of doubting life.

A genius like Ye Fan is not a once-in-a-century, but a thousand-year-old!

After staying with him for a long time, Jiu Shu felt that he would be autistic!

Although Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng didn't know what Hua Jin's second layer represented, but seeing Jiu Shu's expressions of shock, envy, and other complex emotions, they knew that it was absolutely amazing.

"Suppressing two evil spirits with one punch and one palm, the martial artist is also too powerful." Wen Cai said in a stunned manner.

"I feel that the Taoism I have learned is fake." Qiu Sheng couldn't help laughing, and he sighed deeply: "A powerful resentful spirit like Dong Xiaoyu was also pressed to the ground by him and rubbed to the ground."

At this moment, the three masters and disciples of the nine uncles were greatly stimulated.

"I want to practice martial arts, but I feel that there is no future for learning Dao!" Wen Cai's eyes lit up and he didn't care.

Ninth Uncle's face suddenly turned black, and he slapped Wen Cai on the back of the head, staring at him fiercely, Wen Cai shrank his neck and covered the back of his head with a face full of grievances.

Ren Tingting's face was full of arrogance and pride, and he hummed softly: "Can you learn if you want? My family, Ye Fan, is a rare martial arts genius in a thousand years. A true genius, you can't learn it."

Ninth Uncle also took the opportunity to reprimand, and made a grand gesture.

"Just like you, you still want to practice martial arts, but you can't learn basic Dao techniques. Martial Dao tempering the body is a hundred times more difficult than cultivating Dao. Can you persevere in that kind of pain?"

"You can only see Ye Fan swaying freely, but you can't see how much blood and sweat he sheds behind his back."

"On the way to martial arts, talent is important, but more important is the perseverance as firm as a rock, endless blood and sweat."

"When he was dark, he dared to fight with ghosts, dared to fight with zombies, was not afraid of life and death, and was not afraid of strong enemies. The two of you are too far apart."

Uncle Jiu finally said quietly: "So, learn the Tao well!"

When Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng heard what Uncle Jiu said, they both sighed and looked ashamed.

On the other side, Awei trembled when he saw that the two evil spirits he summoned were instantly killed.

"How can martial arts kill evil spirits?" Awei looked at Ye Fan and said in horror.

Ye Fan proudly said: "Martial arts can also be used to enlighten the gods, not to mention killing evil spirits. One day, when my five energies are in the prime, and the blood is like golden sand, the gods and demons can also be killed!"

Ye Fan paused word by word, and his momentum suddenly turned to one side, making everyone gasp for breath. All the people brought by Awei dropped their spears, unable to bear the pressure, and fell to the ground with a plop.

"Master Ye, spare your life!"

"It has nothing to do with us, Awei called us here."

"Yes, he threatened us to kill our whole family if he didn't come."

Awei bared his teeth in pain, and was even more frightened in his heart, trembling all over, and his trousers were soaked.

"Ye Fan, don't kill me, I won't fight with you for my cousin, I am also bewitched, all this has nothing to do with me, I was bewitched!"

Awei endured the pain of breaking his arm, struggling to prostrate himself.

Ye Fan slapped Awei's chest with a backhand.

"Crack!"

It was as if Awei had been hit by a car in the middle, his chest collapsed, his ribs were all broken, and he flew upside down and hit the wall like a piece of paper.

"Oh!"

The wall was suddenly covered with spider-like cracks, and Awei's body fell into it, ho-ho sounded in his throat, blisters of blood, and he lost his life in a blink of an eye.

Naturally, Ye Fan couldn't let go of such a sinister villain as Awei, and keeping him would only be a scourge.