"Break it for me,"

Zhang Shijun let out a low roar and directed his fists at the black energy, as if he wanted to smash it into pieces with one punch.

The ghost fortune teller saw that Zhang Shijun seemed to be trying to break his ghostly aura, and he snorted in his heart, "I want to see how you break my ghostly aura, kid."

You kid is looking for death. At this moment, another voice appeared in Zhang Shijun's heart, telling him to retreat quickly.

Zhang Shijun was stunned for a moment, not daring to hesitate any longer. He immediately gritted his teeth and escaped again, dodging to one side.

"What do you think brother is doing?" Long Qi couldn't help but ask as he didn't understand what Zhang Shijun was trying to do.

Long Wu and others also didn't understand. Zhang Shijun seemed to want to break it just now, but before he could break it, he ran away again and shook his head slightly, expressing that he didn't know.

"Xiaoba, weren't you going to pick it up by force? Why did you run away again?" The ghost teller laughed, seeming to despise Zhang Shijun.

Zhang Shijun couldn't care less at this time, and kept accelerating, feeling bad in his heart.

Who is that? I don’t seem to be his opponent, so you should do it, Zhang Shijun muttered softly.

"You can't always count on me. If you keep doing this, how can you grow? So from now on, I won't take action until it's critical, so you still have to rely on yourself," Zhang Shijun said. That person seemed to know that Zhang Shijun would not have any problems this time, and his words were very calm.

"Brother, be careful," Long Qi couldn't help but exclaimed as he saw Zhang Shijun suddenly in a daze, and the black energy slowly approaching.

Just when Long Qi shouted, Zhang Shijun also reacted, Damn it, why am I in a daze at this time? If it had been a little later, then I might really be finished.

"Do you think Brother Zhang will win?" Chen Jianghua was a little worried. He seemed not very sure that Zhang Shijun would win, because Zhang Shijun has never had the upper hand from the beginning to now.

"I believe Brother Zhang will definitely win," Long Wu said with a slight smile on his face. He didn't know where the confidence came from.

"I hope so," Chen Jianghua also shook his head lightly and said.

I saw Zhang Shijun suddenly looking a little embarrassed. I don’t know how long it took, but that voice came again. Didn’t you learn the secret book of Wuwei? Use it quickly. I think the secret book of Wuwei may be able to restrain that black energy. .

Damn it, why didn’t you tell me earlier? Zhang Shijun cursed lightly.

You didn't ask me. The man looked innocent.

Zhang Shijun rolled his eyes and continued to run away, but at this time, while running away, he was silently running the secret book of inaction in his heart.

Originating from the heart, everything is dust.

At this time, Zhang Shijun's mind was completely blank, but his momentum was completely different from before.

What on earth is this little kid doing? Of course Zhang Shijun is seeing all of this, but he doesn't know what Zhang Shijun is doing, so he can't help but feel a little confused.

"Break it for me." After brewing for a while, Zhang Shijun suddenly opened his eyes and smacked the black air with both hands.

At this time, I only heard a thunderous sound, so loud.

"Hiss," the black energy also seemed to make a hissing sound. It seemed that this mass of black energy was made up of many people, and Zhang Shijun just slapped these people, causing them pain.

Hey, why didn't it break? Zhang Shijun's palm just now used his own strong power, but it seemed that the black energy was not affected at all.

At this moment, the black air made a "hissing" sound again, slowly fading a little.

Let me go, why has it only faded a little bit? I don’t know how many palms it would take to break this thing. What on earth is this thing? Why is it so perverted?

"Little boy, how dare you hurt my ghost energy?" The ghost operator watched as the black energy in front of him became lighter, and the black energy kept making a "hissing" sound. He couldn't help but growl, and then Rushing towards Zhang Shijun.

"It doesn't matter if you are full of ghosts. They are all crooked things. Today I will let you know what is authentic." Zhang Shijun snorted coldly and slapped the ghost teller with another palm.

"Boy, you're looking for death." The ghost operator's character was originally capricious, but now he jumped violently and shot towards Zhang Shijun.

"Hands of the King of Hell," the ghost fortune teller growled, and quickly moved towards Zhang Shijun.

"I am the Great Sage Qitian, how dare the King of Hell act wild in front of me," Zhang Shijun couldn't help but laugh when he heard the ghost teller talking about the hand of the King of Hell.

"Then I want to see if you are the Monkey King or if I am the King of Hell."

"All monsters and monsters must kneel before me, the Monkey King, and today you are no exception," Zhang Shijun snorted coldly, leaving behind a series of afterimages of his body.

Although Zhang Shijun said this, he still didn't dare to be careless. He naturally knew that this ghost fortune teller was very powerful, and that ghostly move just now made him embarrassed, and the ghost fortune teller did not continue to attack him just now. If the evil fortune teller cooperates with the evil spirit, then I don't know how long I can sustain it.

"Today I, the King of Hell, will defeat you, the Monkey King, to let you know that I, the King of Hell, am not the little King of Hell on TV,"

"Bang bang," after a few moves, it seemed that the King of Hell's hand had no effect.

What is going on? Why does this kid dare to have a hard confrontation with his own Hell King's Hand? You must know that his own Hell King's Hand is mainly about force. If anyone confronts him head on, then he will definitely have the advantage.

But now this kid not only had to fight with me several times, but the problem was that every time he had no upper hand at all, and every time he touched, he felt like he was hit on a sponge, and he didn't use it at all. What kind of effort?

In fact, this devil's fortune teller didn't know that Zhang Shijun was using the Secret Manual of Inaction, so he naturally used it very softly. This is the same principle, using softness to overcome hardness.

"Little boy, I didn't expect you to have some skills, but this little skill is far from enough, so no one can stop me from getting your thing today. You are destined to be my food today," the ghost teller suddenly said He showed a little excitement, said.

"Haha, right? It's just the beginning now. Who knows what the result will be? You think so?" Zhang Shijun smiled softly, and was surprised at the strength of this evil fortune teller. Of course, he also knew the strength of this damn old man. It's far more than that.

"Although it has just begun, it will be over soon," the ghost teller suddenly flashed a sinister smile, and one could tell at a glance that the old man was going to use another sinister trick.

"Hun Luo Tian Xia," as soon as Gui Shuzi finished speaking, he roared again.

When Long Wuyi heard this name in Hun Luo Tianxia, ​​his expression suddenly changed.
Chapter completed!