"How could this happen?"

Master Faming screamed.

It was as if I had seen something incomprehensible.

"Aren't you a practitioner? How can your reaction speed be faster than that of Zhou Baijue, who is in the martial arts realm?"

His eyes widened in horror, his face full of disbelief.

Su Xuanhan smiled and said: "Who told you that I am a Dharma practitioner?"

Fa Ming was stunned on the spot.

Yes, Su Xuan never said what kind of practitioner he was.

From beginning to end, it was just my wishful thinking about Su Xuan.

When he saw Su Xuan summoning thunder in the Zhao family villa to destroy the ghosts, he preconceivedly regarded Su Xuan as a master of cultivation.

"He not only understands martial arts but also is proficient in martial arts."

"Double cultivation of magic and martial arts!"

Fa Ming screamed in shock and gasped for air.

He was trembling all over and looked at Su Xuan: "Tai Chi Liang Yi and Dharma and Wu Cultivation can only be achieved by the ancient Wudang lineage. Are you from the ancient Wudang?"

Su Xuan smiled half-heartedly and answered the question: "Fa Ming, you were lucky enough to escape from my hands at noon today, so forget it if you don't leave Jincheng."

"You dare to come to me for revenge tonight, I won't let you run away again this time!"

Su Xuan shook his head as he spoke.

Fa Ming looked ugly.

His eyes were full of horror.

In addition to being a practitioner of both magic and martial arts, the man in front of him also had medical skills and supernatural powers.

"How is that possible!" Fawu looked at a loss.

There is a saying that is widely circulated in both the cultivation circles and the martial arts circles.

Each has his or her own specialization!

Those who practice law will not touch martial arts, and those who practice martial arts will not study magic.

Because the path of martial arts is based on practicing in the summer, practicing in the winter, practicing in the winter, and accumulating step by step, there is no shortcut.

If those who practice law try to practice martial arts, they will most likely waste time and fail to be pure and unique. In the end, they will not be able to complete the practice of law and will not be able to practice martial arts well.

Su Xuanque has profound martial arts skills and superb martial arts.

Although it was just an understatement, Fa Ming could tell at a glance that Su Xuan's martial arts cultivation was not inferior to Zhou Baijue's.

Think of this.

Fa Ming turned around and ran away.

The Guiyuan Sword slipped from Su Xuan's sleeve, and as the spiritual energy poured in, he raised his hand and threw it.

‘Whoosh’ sound.

The Guiyuan sword shot into Fa Ming's back, causing blood and water to splash. He let out a scream and fell to the ground on the spot.

"Doctor Su, have mercy on me!"

"I'm willing to trade the art of raising ghosts."

Fa Ming fell to the ground in pain, his teeth trembling.

He spent many years in his life practicing the magic techniques passed down from the Guigu lineage. Unexpectedly, he died before he could finish his apprenticeship, and fell on a young man.

Society is really terrible.

He wants to go back to the Skull Temple.

Su Xuan walked up to Fa Ming and looked down from a high position.

Half of his back was stained red with blood, and every time he took a step forward, he seemed to have exhausted all his strength.

"Run?"

"Aren't you good at running?"

Su Xuan kicked Fa Ming in the crotch.

‘Crack!’

Sprinkle the eggs with juice.

A pitiful scream came from Fa Ming's mouth.

"You surnamed Su, please don't insult me!" Fa Ming almost fainted from the pain.

Su Xuan kicked him away again.

Fa Bai rolled his eyes, and a pain that penetrated deep into his soul swept through his body.

'Bang!'

'Bang!'

Su Xuan's feet kicked Fa Ming's crotch like raindrops.

His pants were stained red with blood. Faming's breathing was weak and he was lying on the ground dying.

"Boy, please give me a good time. It's unlucky for me to meet you." Fa Ming said weakly, with a hint of regret at the same time.

Do your best to practice hard in the Skull Temple.

You have to come to the secular world to seek death.

"Ahhh!"

"My surname is Su, even if I turn into a ghost, I won't let you go!"

Faming's vicious curse.

Su Xuan snorted coldly: "You are so evil and have killed so many ordinary people. You can turn into a ghost, but others can't?"

"You'd better think about it first, how will you face those people you killed after you become a ghost?"

Fa Ming was stunned.

Seems to make sense?

Thinking of the people he used to raise ghosts, Fa Ming suddenly didn't want to die.

He whispered: "Master Su, as long as you are willing to let me go, from now on I am willing to be a slave and follow you forever."

Su Xuan turned a deaf ear and kicked him one after another.

Faming's crotch area was bloody and bloody.

"Stop...stop kicking!"

His tone was pleading.

Su Xuan cursed: "Others take slaves and servants, and they are all young and beautiful women. You are an old guy, you look ugly, but you want to be beautiful!"

A few minutes later.

Fa Ming fell to the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

His place had been kicked into pieces by Su Xuansheng.

The Yin-nourishing jar was broken, his body was injured by thunder, and even his biggest backer was shot to death by Su Xuan.

The current Master Faming is no different from ordinary people in front of Su Xuan.

After all, his magic power mainly depends on the ghosts he raises. As long as the ghosts are destroyed, any gunman can kill Fa Ming.

It was confirmed that Fa Ming was no longer breathing and was completely dead.

Su Xuan began to rub his body.

A mobile phone.

A wallet.

A worn bank card with no PIN.

In addition, Su Xuan also took out a few small balloons in his pocket, which were obviously not used up by Zhao Qiluo.

Su Xuan sighed.

I didn't expect Fa Ming to be such a perverted person.

He actually knows how to put safety first.

Then I searched Zhou Baijue again. This guy was even poorer and only had a few dozen dollars in cash.

"Dead poor devil."
To be continued...