Whoosh!

A blue shadow turned rapidly around Zhou Tong, and a pair of sharp claws waving, with a sharp sound of the wind.

This time, the green ghost retreated without a single blow, but roared repeatedly and launched a series of fierce attacks on Zhou Tong.

The opponent's offensive became more and more urgent and fierce.

Zhou Tong concentrated on his mind, and the blood marks on his body gradually increased, but the expression on his face seemed crazy, coughing up blood while insulting the other party.

"I want you to die!"

The blue ghost's eyes flashed with bloodthirsty, hissing, and sharp claws suddenly penetrated Zhou Tong's abdomen.

Puff!

The sharp claws were inserted into the body, and blood gushed out.

Fortunately, Zhou Tong has extremely strong ability to manipulate his body in detail and avoids the key points in a flash.

The blue evil ghost was about to pull out his claws and retreat and launch a new offensive.

Bang!

Zhou Tong grabbed its arm, and a trace of ferocious look suddenly appeared on his face. He grinned, "Little mouse, finally caught you!"

A fierce tiger roar suddenly sounded in the air.

Zhou Tong's body was circulating wildly, flowing towards his right arm. One arm quickly became thicker and larger, his muscles trembled, and his blood vessels entrenched like blue-black tree roots.

"you!"

The blue ghost's expression changed drastically. At this moment, he felt a fatal sense of crisis from Zhou Tong.

It roared desperately, struggled hard, trying to get out, but its wrist was grabbed by Zhou Tong.

"Die for me!"

Zhou Tong's bones made a series of explosions, his fist tore the air, and with a bang, it fell fiercely on the chest of the blue-faced ghost.

The latter suddenly let out a scream, his chest collapsed, and was pushed backwards by a strong force.

Puchi, the sharp claws inserted into Zhou Tong's abdomen retracted, but Zhou Tong grabbed its wrist tightly and slighted the ground on the toes, giving it no chance to take off his hands.

Holding the other person's wrist, Zhou Tong jumped high, his eyes filled with fierceness, "Didn't you have a great time fighting just now!"

Bang!

Zhou Tong swung the opponent directly, and laughed wildly and smashed him hard to the ground.

Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa!

The green-faced ghost had long lost the power to fight back under Zhou Tong's full blow.

At this moment, Zhou Tong grabbed his wrist and fell.

The ground was trembling, the blue bricks were shattered, and there were shocking pits.

At the beginning, it was still struggling to the death, but the strength of its struggle was getting smaller and smaller, and a cloud of black gas emerged from its body.

After falling for more than a dozen times, Zhou Tong's anger was vented and he stopped.

At this moment, the green-faced evil spirit was almost broken into a ball of mud, and had already died and could not die any more.

Huh.

Zhou Tong was gasping heavily, his muscles trembled, and some smaller wounds squirmed slightly, and healed quickly.

And some larger wounds stopped the blood.

After everything went to an end, the talent in the Li Mansion ran out of the room in fear, looked at the messy yard, and then looked at Zhou Tong, who was filled with evil spirits, and was very frightened.

"I have killed the evil ghost, and someone will come to deal with the ending later. Don't panic when you wait."

Zhou Tong said lightly, then turned around and left.

...

Zhou Tong first went to the team's resident and informed the civilians that the task had been completed, and then walked towards the residence.

As soon as he returned to his residence, Zhou Tong immediately found several bottles of injured medicine from the cabinet.

The night patrolman of the Evil Warrior fights with demons and evil spirits. It is common for injuries to be injured. The Evil Warrior will distribute some medicines in case of emergency needs.

These medicines are made of special medicinal materials and have excellent results.

Zhou Tong has strong physical fitness, but other injuries are not important, but the abdominal injuries are a bit serious and must be dealt with.

After dealing with the injury, Zhou Tong was lying on the recliner to rest, and his mind was already sinking into his mind.

At this moment, next to the green stone mill, the substitute ghost with green face and fangs had already put on the reins and was ready to pull the mill at any time.

"Haha, this injury is really worth it."

A strong sense of joy appeared in Zhou Tong's eyes.

"This blue stone mill essentially transforms the power of ghosts into qi and blood through a way that I cannot understand. My father I killed before was not as good as the ghosts in the blood realm, so I cannot practice a martial arts to perfection.

After that, the remaining ghost was equivalent to opening the blood realm, which directly allowed me to practice one martial arts to perfection. The erotic ghost is the blood wheel realm, and its power is three times that of the remaining ghost. As a result, I successfully practiced three martial arts."

After these times, Zhou Tong also summarized the rules, "In this case, this substitute ghost should be enough to allow me to practice the Nine Gate Martial Arts to a perfect state."

He looked expectant, "At that time, I will practice fourteen martial arts, and the blood body realm is only equivalent to the power of the nine martial arts."

Even if it is not considered blood power, I have secret hands in martial arts, and even those top experts in the Blood Body Realm who have mastered the Blood Power Secret Skills are not my opponent!"

Zhou Tong couldn't help but appear.

"According to general rules, quantitative change will cause qualitative change, just like bloodline practice, from the blood realm to the blood body realm, there are quantitative changes, and once the realm of control is broken, qualitative change will occur.

In the past, it is rare to see the secular masters who can have 23 or 4 martial arts. When I practice the fourteen martial arts to perfection, I may have reached an unprecedented level. I just don’t know if it will cause qualitative changes at that time!”

Now that the slaves who were rammed have been found, they are just a shortage of martial arts.

The next morning, Zhou Tong went to find Chen Xiaoxiao and wanted to ask if the elders mentioned by the other party had returned.

However, Chen Xiaoxiao, Hao Qingsong and Fang Zheng were not there.

Zhou Tong knew in his heart that a few days ago, Xie Dao assassinated Brother Chen Lang in the city. Brother Chen Lang was a member of the blood-stinging team. This move was equivalent to slapping the commander in the face.

The Evil Suppression Department will definitely not give up, and it is inevitable that there will be another round of confrontation between the two sides.

Chen Xiaoxiao is not here, and Song Lin has been helping him pay attention to martial arts. There is no news now, so it must have been found.

Zhou Tong couldn't help but remember the martial arts alliance that Song Lin mentioned last time.

This organization is composed of some martial arts masters, and there must be many martial arts that go directly to the master's realm.

However, those martial arts masters each regard their own martial arts as treasures and cannot show them to others.

Song Lin also said that there are big figures behind this martial arts alliance, and it would not work at all if they wanted to force the other party to hand over martial arts.

So, Zhou Tong asked the well-informed civilians in the team to help him inquire about some of the situation in the Martial Alliance and see how to find a way to obtain martial arts.

In a blink of an eye, three days passed.

That morning, the middle-aged beautiful woman who was doing civilian work found Zhou Tong.

"Why, there is news from the Wu Alliance?" Zhou Tong asked.

The middle-aged beautiful woman smiled and said:

"In the Martial Arts League, those martial arts masters live in simplicity. It is said that they gather together all day long, and they want to find a way to help the martial artist break through their limits, but they can't find anyone at all.

However, a friend of mine said that the owner of a recently opened martial arts hall seemed to be a disciple of a master of the martial arts league, and I was about to get in touch with the other party.

If I can't force myself, I'm going to learn about the temperament of those martial arts masters through the library."

Zhou Tong nodded slightly, expressed his agreement, and then said, "Then come and find me, is there anything wrong?"

"Sir, didn't you ask me to help you pay attention to the secret technique of Blood Power last time? Is there any news here?" said the middle-aged beautiful woman with a smile.

"Oh?" Zhou Tong's eyes lit up slightly.

If he can obtain a secret skill of blood power, his strength can be improved a little. In the chaos, only strength can make people feel at ease.
Chapter completed!