Chapter 472: Winning Sun Qiang

The soul is dominant, that is, the master of the body. Once it is driven away, another soul cannot be replenished in time, and it is very likely that it is difficult to wake up and become a corpse.
The original double soul is one, even if it is suppressed, it can still be stretched, so that it will be no longer a chance to turn over.
"Zhang Shi, the soul is unparalleled, the gods can not fully penetrate, he is now leading, in case another soul can not live ... is killing!" The main face of the game console is dignified.
"Yes, you must be three or four!" Luo Qin is also full of urgency.
Everyone knows that this old man has come here to trade, and he really wants to die here. They can’t tell the story of the auction house.
"I really want to think twice!" Zhang Suspension nodded.
They said that they are good, the soul is subtle, not like the flesh can be solved at will, once it is not handled well, it becomes an idiot, and it is really hard to blame.
"I trade with you, so many people have seen it with their own eyes. If something goes wrong, Jianbaoge and the auction house don't think too much!"
See the people who voted for the rats, the old man smiled and said: "This way, I will give you a suggestion, let's continue trading, no souls are also for you, but... you have to help me to kill the soul of the original owner! Anyway, Trading, with him, with me, why bother?"
In any case, it is a transaction. It is the same as the original owner of the body. It is really necessary to expel this and save it. Is it successful and unsuccessful?
"Zhang Shi..."
Luo Qin seems to be in a hurry.
He is a businessman. He knows how to weigh the pros and cons. In order to save someone who has no intersection, it is not worth it.
Anyway, everyone knows that this guy is possessed by evil spirits. No matter how he kills him, as long as he walks alive, he will not have any influence on the auction house.
"It makes sense to say it! My purpose is to have no souls. Now that the Jin people are there, there is really no need to trouble yourself."
A sigh, Zhang Hang's eyebrows lifted up, faintly looked over: "But, don't you say that I can't help? Just think of one, want to try..."
"Try?"
I didn’t expect to say this for a long time, he still has to do it, and still try it, Luo Qin’s worried face is red.
Is this trying to play?
It’s not good to be dead...
"The son..."
Jin from the sea is also somewhat worried, can not help but look at the son, want him to discourage.
However, this time, Zhao Feiwu changed his normal state, and his look was dignified: "Don't persuade him, this is the duty and responsibility of a famous teacher. He can't avoid it!"
Masters, enjoying a noble position, naturally have to shoulder the responsibility they deserve.
The old man, even if his name doesn't know, his life is not known, there is not even a bit of intersection, but...when he is defeated by the soul of the witch soul teacher, his life is on the eve of the night, but he does not stop it with his own eyes. What is the morality of the heart?
How to qualify to educate the world and point students?
It’s just right, it’s not going to happen. It is not correct, although it does not make it.
Teaching students not only to teach clever martial arts, to make them adults, but more importantly, to give them a correct outlook on life.
Otherwise, education is also a scum, and it loses the true meaning of a famous teacher.
"This..."
Gold lived from the sea and his fists were tight.
He is a poisonist. For the purpose, he can use whatever means, but the other party is different. It is a famous teacher who teaches the world. If he encounters difficulties, he even withdraws himself. How can he convince the students?
......
The old man did not expect that the analysis of the interest is so clear, this guy still has to question himself, his face sinking: "Do you insist on being right with me?"
"Do you have it? You think too much, just drive you out. This body doesn't belong to you, you don't have the right!"
Shake your head, turn your wrists, and a few silver needles appear in your palm.
"Silver needle? Do you want to use this to deal with the soul?"
I thought that the other side had a refuge, seeing this out, the old man sneered.
This thing treats infuriating, healing pain, but it can be... soul? What a joke!
It’s just like shooting a mosquito with a bow and arrow, it doesn’t do anything.
Ignore him to question, a real airflow, a hanging finger, a silver needle turned into a cold man, straight stabbed the past.
"Silver has no effect on the soul..."
See this guy, really use the silver to deal with the old man, the squad owner takes a forehead.
I thought that the other side said so confident, there will be any good way, it seems that it is also a stone crossing the river.
He has read a lot of books about the Witchcraft Division, knowing some things about the soul, wanting to touch, and relying on such foreign objects is simply impossible.
It's like a knife-cutting water, a cross-wind hurricane, even in the silver acupuncture, it is also the flesh. For the invisible and inferior soul, it has no effect. If it is not good, it will block the circulation of the meridians and cause the pain in the meat.
"If you want to expel the soul, you must first prepare the linen, the yellow symbol, the various heavenly tools, and then the array. The silver needle is just a foreign object..."
Knowing that the method will not work, the squad leader shook his head and said what he knew. He wanted Zhang Hang to do it according to the normal method. Then he said half of it, and when he was dumb, the whole person was slobbed by the saliva. Stop shaking: "This... how is this possible?"
I saw the old man who had just been arrogant, the silver needle entered the body, and his face was fierce.
Then, the eyes were horrified, and they wanted to escape, but they fell directly to the ground and kept twitching.
The silver needle penetrates into the body, and the soul is out of control?
This...how do you do it?
If the soul is really easy to deal with, the Witchcraft Master will not let people talk about the color change, and the Masters will personally take it.
"You, your infuriating..."
The singer and others were shocked and the old man was insane.
It’s just that the silver needle is useless, and the result is this, with a strong fear that makes him scream again and again.
And at this time, he also knows that the terrible thing is not the silver needle, but the other side's infuriating!
This infuriating spirit, with the power to dispel the soul, is smeared with his soul, like a scented spirit, painful and painful.
"This is... the three products are really angry?" The old man's pupil shrinks, and a word comes out of his mind.
It is said that the three products are not only pure and pure, but also the role of exorcism and evil spirits. This is also the main reason why the witch soul teacher is different, but still respects the famous teacher.
It’s just... the three products are really infuriating, only a few people in the famous teacher control, passed down to the Confucius’s extremely disciples, how can this guy?
Don't it be the descendants of Confucius?
This is true, it’s terrible!
Just escaped from the gloomy graveyard, you met such a person, do you want to be so pit?
"No, so next, you must die..." Feeling more and more silver needles on the body, the true gas passed through the tip of the needle, and it was about to tear it. The old man's eyes were red.
The three instincts are the witches of the Witch souls. If you let them accumulate, there is only one result, that is, they are burned to death by alive, and there is no possibility of turning over.
"No, find someone to win..."
Knowing that with the passage of time, I will definitely not hold on, and I will hold back the pain, and the old man will observe it quietly.
If you stay in this body, you will definitely die. For the sake of the present, you can only find ways to win other people, and then look for opportunities to avenge.
However, even if the success is successful, you can't let the other party see it. Otherwise, attack again and it will be finished.
"Abominable... forced me to win, I don't share with you!"
Although there is a decision, the old man has blood in his heart.
It’s not so easy to win. Every time you win it, it will cause great harm to the soul. Not only will it be reduced, but it will also hurt.
It’s like before, the body was defeated, and his cultivation was not bad before he won the game. It was enough to reach the beginning of the three-fold, but unfortunately, after the success, two big levels were lost and became a heavy one. Initial.
In other words, even if it succeeds, his strength will continue to plummet. If you fail, you will fall into two major levels, and you will become a supreme.
"One of those few..."
Stop roaring, looked around and found the object of winning.
The lowest strength in the room should be Zhao Feiwu who hasn't practiced it. However, he has a lot of treasures. Even if he wants to kill him, it is very difficult to do it, let alone a disabled soul.
In addition to this, the rest are Zhao Ya, Sun Qiang and others.
The strength of their power is only about the master. Even if the strength of the house is plummeted, it can be easily suppressed.
"This is the case..."
The eyes are bright and the focus is on a fat man not far away.
This guy has the lowest strength, looks silly, second-handed, and has the worst vigilance. It should be the easiest to win.
"Take away!"
Find the target, knowing that if you don’t leave, you’re too late, and your heart whispers.
Call!
The soul immediately turned into an invisible and inferior smog, and flew straight to the fat man not far away.
噗通!
The soul of this old man left, the old man’s body suddenly did not respond, stiff in place, motionless.
"Goed..."
Seeing the sudden change in front of the scene, the owner of the game is happy.
There was no reaction, indicating that there was no soul support, and the guy who won the battle should be suppressed by the teacher, and could not help but escape.
I thought that the young people’s mouth tried, the possibility of realization was very small, and they never dreamed of it, not only succeeded... but also so smoothly.
"Hmm..."
Afterwards, the old man who was lying on the ground did not respond and swayed again, opening his eyes.
The soul of the defeated escape, the soul of the body is finally suppressed, and the body is regained control.
"Split in Luozhu, thank you Zhang Shi for helping me..."
Although it was suppressed, the situation outside was clear, knowing that if the young man insisted, the death must be him.
The gratitude in the heart is hard to say.
Get up and want to express gratitude, just hear it, not far away, a sound.
Auntie!
The fat man not far away felt a cold, shuddered and sneezed.
"It's awful, he...he...just won!"
When I heard the sneeze, the old man Luozhu remembered something, and the pupil shrank and couldn’t help but shouted out.
The warrior is up and down all over the body, and is tempered by the infuriating gas. Almost every disease is not born. Under normal circumstances, it is not easy to sneeze.
When he was beaten, he was physically cold and sneezed. Now that this guy has just left, this is the case with fat people not far away. Obviously, he has been taken up!