Immortality Cultivation Era Chapter 1185: ?Full of anger, nowhere to put it!

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Guan Jinghao was a little nervous.

The few Star Sect disciples he brought also quickly moved towards him.

With this move, the other party has already demonstrated its strength.

It is certainly not to be underestimated.

Guan Jinghao also quickly took out his mobile phone. He originally wanted to make a call to Gao Ge, but unexpectedly, as soon as he took out his mobile phone, a gust of cold wind hit him behind him.

He quickly turned around and saw a hideous and terrifying face.

With a “bang”, the mobile phone Guan Jinghao just took out was smashed.

“The dead soul?” Guan Jinghao was startled, and quickly clenched his fist, and punched the dead soul, which was also shattered.

With his strength, it is certainly no problem to deal with a dead soul.

“How about this? Give that little girl to me and I’ll spare your life.” The man in the long coat stepped forward and said solemnly.

“Leave it to you? Hey, you bitch, are you worthy?” Guan Jinghao sneered, and even sneered at what the other party just said, “A group of Yamato smashers dare to come to our country and act recklessly without hiding. You are just living in the gutter and yet you dare to stand up openly. Do you really think that no one in the world can kill you?”

“I only knew that the leader of Xingchen Sect, Gao Ge, was sharp-tongued, but I didn’t expect that the ordinary disciples of Xingchen Sect were equally sharp-tongued.” The Yamato man sighed and said, “I know, you have been talking recently. Looking for us, but why haven’t you thought that maybe we have always been behind you?”

Guan Jinghao’s heart trembled suddenly.

Not just him, no one has thought of such a possibility.

Furthermore, the fact that the other party can find this place is enough to prove that what the other party is telling is the truth.

“Gao Ge, as an immortal cultivator in the ancient martial arts realm, naturally we dare not follow you, but there is no problem in leaving a few people in Xingchen Sect to keep an eye on you. Again, hand over the little girl and I will get around you. Can’t wait to die.”

Guan Jinghao took a deep breath and drank softly.

“Disciples of the Star Sect, listen!”

“Here!”

“If you encounter a Yamato cultivator, kill him without mercy!”

“Yes!”

“Kill these and smash them to pieces, let them know that we, the Xingchen Sect, cannot be bullied, and we, China, cannot be bullied!”

“Yes!”

Guan Jinghao then launched an offensive, but before taking action, he whispered something to Mad Dog.

“Find a way to inform the sect leader and avoid being discovered by them…”

Mad Dog still looked panicked.

He saw the grimace clearly before.

To this day, his soul has not returned.

When Guan Jinghao led the Star Sect disciples to fight the three Yamato people who walked in, Mad Dog suddenly came back to his senses.

He looked around and moved quietly.

However, just as he turned around suddenly and ran towards the corridor, his shoulders suddenly sank.

When he turned around, all he saw was a dry hand, not round at all, but the mad dog didn’t have the guts to touch it.

Because the owner of that hand is a grimace that is so pale that there is no blood at all.

“What else?!” The mad dog was frightened and went crazy.

Since the spiritual energy recovery was launched, more and more dead souls have successfully condensed. However, many people still hold a dubious attitude towards this, suspecting that the videos circulating on the Internet are actually made by computers, and the mad dog also He didn’t want to believe it, but he always felt that there was someone’s life in his hands. If there really were souls of the dead, wouldn’t he have been killed by an unjust soul long ago? What’s more, how many years has passed since the emergence of human life? If there are souls after death, wouldn’t those souls have to fight against each other? Otherwise, I wouldn’t be able to stand!

But now, Mad Dog feels that the door to a new world has been opened.

What the hell…

It is true!

He stretched out his hand, clenched his fist, and punched it, but the fist passed through the opponent’s face, as if it hit a ball of air.

Guan Jinghao also noticed this and shouted loudly: “Without the blessing of energy and spiritual energy, you have no way to contact him, just run away!”

Hearing these words, the mad dog woke up from his dream and hurriedly fought for it.

Mad Dog’s younger brothers were standing nearby, all looking helpless.

They became bolder and wanted to help, but because they were not immortal cultivators, they could not help much.

Suddenly, the grimace opened its mouth, exposed its sharp fangs, and attacked the mad dog’s neck.

“I am Cao!” Mad Dog was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat. Fortunately, at this time, a disciple of the Star Sect had already retreated to his side. A talisman and seal were sacrificed, and a golden light burst out in an instant, directly killing Mao. The dead souls of mad dogs were crushed. He is not strong enough, so naturally he cannot smash a dead soul with one punch like Guan Jinghao did with his own strength. Fortunately, he is a disciple of Xuantang, and he still has some talismans with him.

The face of the mad dog who broke free was still a little pale. Which normal person could remain calm and composed in such a scene?

“Hurry up and inform the sect master!” The Star Sect disciple shouted. After turning his face, the Yamato man in white clothes was already in front of him. A cold smile appeared on Yamato’s face.

“Be careful!” Another Star Sect disciple reminded, but the man who retreated again and again felt a gust of cold wind behind him, so he punched behind him without thinking, and hit it firmly. A dead soul.

“What the hell…are you dead souls wholesale?!”

After saying that, he flicked his wrist again, took out two talismans, and charged forward.

The leading Yamato man had a katana in his hand, but it was a wooden sword, which seemed to have no lethality at all.

If you look carefully, you will find that the wooden knife has some runes written in red pen on it. It is complicated and complicated, and even Guan Jinghao cannot understand it.

But when he saw the wooden knife, his hair stood on end, and a sense of crisis swept over him.

“I’m Matsuno Meji, I won’t kill the unknown people with my sword.” Matsuno Meji held the wooden sword in his hand and stared at Guan Jinghao coldly.

“I, the father of Matsuno Meji, please give me some advice!” Guan Jinghao laughed loudly and punched him.

Originally, he wanted to use the power of his punch to smash the wooden knife taken out by the opponent, but he never thought that before his fist touched the wooden knife, he had already felt a strange force coming, coldly like A venomous snake suddenly attacks.

He was shocked, but it was impossible to escape now. He could only grit his teeth, mobilize the energy in his body again, abandon distracting thoughts, and just want to kill.

With a “whoosh” sound, the wooden sword suddenly disappeared. When it reappeared, it was already in front of him.

“Let’s go!” At this moment, a Star Sect disciple suddenly rushed forward and bumped his body, knocking Guan Jinghao away. However, he could not avoid it and watched the wooden knife sink into his abdomen. A wooden knife, but extremely sharp, like a knife cutting tofu.

However, the Xingchen Sect disciple who had the wooden knife buried in his abdomen did not fall down. Instead, his body shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, like a balloon that suddenly began to deflate. When he fell, it was more like A skinned skeleton.

Matsuno Meji slowly pulled out the wooden sword. A strange red light flashed on the wooden sword, and every character on it was floating like a small snake.

“You are lucky enough to be able to contribute to my sword.” Meji Matsuno grinned.

Guan Jinghao’s eyes have turned red.

“You bitch, I…will…kill you!”

After saying that, he slapped the floor, his body bounced up like a spring, and he rushed away at a very fast speed. He fired ten punches in succession, and the punches made thunderous sounds, leaving a trail of afterimages. The anger in his heart was indescribable. Place it everywhere!

       

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