"Say less, there's something going on outside, I'm afraid it's the underworld coming to settle accounts."

Fusheng glanced outside the bar, and in the mist, figures appeared faintly.

He turned around and said to Ma Xiaoling, "Sister Xiaoling, what should we do?"

"Just let it go, they caused the trouble, let them deal with it themselves."

Ma Xiaoling turned and went to the second floor.

"No way, the commander really wants us to deal with these underworld officials?"

Kimura's eyes fell on the door outside, and mist was faintly escaping from the cracks in the door, but the room had become extremely cold, and everyone was rubbing their hands in the cold.

Even when he opened his mouth to speak, cold air was escaping from his mouth.

Only Kuang Tianya in the bar seemed to be unaffected at all, the arrow drove his internal force, and the whole body formed a strong energy to resist the cold.

"Go quickly, I don't like those guys in the underworld, don't let them break in."

Kuang Tianya picked up the wine glass again and began to wipe it carefully.

"Arrow, you won't really ask us to deal with it, right? I haven't even started practicing yet, how can I beat those Yincha?"

Old Ghost, a member of the Flying Tigers, came to Arrow and looked flustered.

At this time, the only female member, Kerry, put her hands on her hips, snorted, and said, "Since Instructor Ma wants us to deal with it ourselves, then we can deal with it ourselves. The worst thing is death."

After that, she walked towards the door angrily.

The door opened, and the fog rolled at the door of the bar. Several figures were vaguely standing inside. The figure in the middle was particularly tall, holding a steel fork, at least two meters tall. In the fog, only a pair of red eyes were exposed, like a light bulb, particularly conspicuous.

The steel fork in his hand was stabbed on the ground, and in an instant, the ground shook violently.

"Abang Yinshuai, it's them who used banana leaves to break up my body and prevent me from carrying out my mission."

The round-hatted Yincha walked out and pointed at everyone.

"We didn't know you were on a mission, and we thought you just wanted to kidnap the baby.

Now we know we were wrong, please forgive us.

You are a ghost messenger from the underworld, and we are police officers from the human world. Our natures are similar."

Arrow walked out. Although he was afraid, he had seen more terrifying existences on the battlefield, such as the Blood God and zombies.

"That's right. You didn't know, so you acted rashly, and you will be punished.

Everyone involved in this matter will be beaten with a soul whip."

Abang Yin Shuai spoke lightly, his voice was low, but it resounded through the void.

"Soul whip? They are ordinary mortals, how can they withstand the soul whip?

When ordinary people are beaten with the soul whip, their souls will leave their bodies. Isn't the punishment too heavy?"

Fusheng walked out and frowned at the many ghost messengers.

The other members of the Flying Tigers didn't know, but he knew very well. After all, he had lived for many years and had seen everything.

"There are more than a dozen of you here. Do you want to bear it alone? If you are beaten by the soul whip more than a dozen times, your soul will be scattered."

The suit-hatted ghost took a closer look at Fusheng and continued, "You are not one of the people who are obstructing my soul arrest. Why should you? Ah Bang Yin Shuai is a man of his word. If they say they will bear the soul whip, they will bear it."

"A Zhao, the soul whip."

A Bang Yin Shuai said in a low voice.

The round-hatted ghost walked forward with the soul whip in his hand.

Fusheng raised his foot and came in front of the people. His eyes narrowed slightly: "This is my bar. Don't act rashly here."

"Little guy, go away!"

The round-hatted ghost held the soul whip, but did not use it. Instead, he struck out with his left hand and went straight to Fusheng's shoulder.

Fusheng swayed his body to avoid the palm. His right hand drew a spiritual pattern on the palm of his left hand and shouted in a low voice: "Palm thunder!"

He pushed out a palm, and the lightning in the palm floated and hit the round-hatted ghost.

The Yin Qi around the Yin Messenger dissipated, and his figure became blurred. He roared, and the Yin Qi rolled around him, and his spirit became solid.

The soul-beating whip in his hand went straight to Fu Sheng.

Tianya, who was originally wiping the wine glass in the bar, had purple light in his eyes. He was about to make a move, but a figure jumped out from the second floor.

The Demon-Subduing Sword blocked the whip.

Ma Xiaoling, wearing a miniskirt, appeared and said, "I didn't discipline them well. They made a mistake. I will take the responsibility. How many whips do you want? It's best to hit me."

Kuang Tianya's eyes became normal, and he walked out, "Don't pretend to be a good person here. They made a mistake. As an adult, you have to take responsibility for your mistakes.

They are unruly and have no matching skills. Sooner or later, they will get into trouble. It's better to let them remember.

You can't stand a few whips."

"No matter what, it's my negligence. Come on."

Ma Xiaoling put away the Demon-Subduing Sword and stood straight.

"Good, you have guts!"

The round-hatted ghost held a stick in his hand.The soul whip was launched and hit Ma Xiaoling's back.

With a muffled groan, Ma Xiaoling staggered and her face turned pale.

"This whip was actually useless. It seems that you are a master of cultivation. The second whip will not be so easy."

The round-hatted ghost raised the soul whip again.

"Stubborn!"

Seeing this, Kuang Tianya's face became extremely complicated. He clenched his fists and prepared to attack.

Another whip was launched, and a transparent shadow emerged from Ma Xiaoling's body, almost leaving her body.

But the next moment, Ma Xiaoling pinched the magic formula in her hand, and the soul that was almost leaving her body returned to her body.

But her soul was injured by the soul whip, and she became a little weak.

Kuang Tianya came over, supported Ma Xiaoling, frowned and said: "After two whips, it's already your limit. Although the soul has not left the body, it is difficult to heal the soul injury."

"Little girl, do you want to bear the next punishment?"

The round-hatted ghost said in a deep voice.

"I'll do it if I want to."

Kuang Tianya protected Ma Xiaoling behind him, raised his head and said: "Hit me."

"Okay, you asked for it."

The soul-beating whip in the round-hatted ghost's hand hit Kuang Tianya, but Kuang Tianya didn't move at all, and her face was normal.

After a few more whips, she still didn't change at all.

"This... How is this possible?"

Fusheng saw this scene next to him and showed an unbelievable look.

Ma Xiaoling also looked at Kuang Tianya with some surprise. How could a normal person resist a whip? And the other party blocked several whips.

The Yincha was also shocked. He kept swinging his long whip, and even took it back a little breathlessly, saying, "What kind of monster are you? You can actually block so many soul-beating whips."

"Have you had enough? If not, keep going."

Kuang Tianya twitched his lips, revealing a little mockery.

At this moment, the steel fork in Abang Yinshuai's hand hit the ground hard again, and a light curtain rose around, separating Kuang Tianya from the others.

In the light curtain, only many Yincha and Kuang Tianya were left.

"What are you doing?"

Kuang Tianya looked at Abang Yinshuai with a vigilant expression.

The strength of this Yinshuai is terrifying, and is definitely not comparable to these Yincha.

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