Chapter 307 Starving Ghost!

The disciples of the sect no longer concealed their fangs, holding their own weapons and walking towards the Night Bar aggressively.

The night was very dark, and they looked ferocious under the street lights.

The people in the Night Bar finally found them.

The waiters in the bar were either panicked or nervous, and they whispered to each other and leaned against the tables and chairs behind them.

The disciples sneered and laughed at the incompetence of these hunters.

Suddenly, the lights in the Night Bar went out.

The Night Bar fell into silence and quiet.

Fortunately, I gave the disciples a vaccination.

For a while, gorgeous superpowers flew all over the sky, and the terrifying power smashed the building.

What kind of strong man is that?

At least A-level!

Everyone looked at the source of the sound with stiff necks.

He walked in front of Song Jiao, and his resentful eyes locked Song Jiao's throat tightly.

Song Jiao's hands emitted a transparent halo, and a hunter suddenly felt that his blood was out of control and surging everywhere.

Li Mingyue's eyes widened in horror, cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

"Let them know how hospitable the people of Liancheng are!"

They were like black bears out of their cages, extremely ferocious.

Song Jiao spoke with a tremor:

Li Mingyue was very lucky.

'Bang. '

The next second, he appeared in front of Song Jiao and sniffed greedily:

"High-end goods!"

A hunter waved his hand casually, and a huge wind blade cut several people's bodies.

In order to show himself, his disciples of the Swallowing Heaven Sect rushed to the front and died the most miserably!

"Ah!!! Blood Control Technique!"

Li Mingyue wanted to survive this crisis, so he could only try his best not to let the Hunter Guild feel his malice.

It was the old ghost of the Moon Worship Sect who forced me to come. "

Zhou Shimao of Lingxiao Palace fell to the ground with his head.

Just as Mu Bowen said, these are a group of rats hiding in disguise.

The disciples thought that these hunters were scared, so they had a strong desire to fight.

Song Jiao's legs were shaking, and he dared not move.

Song Jiao's stomach cramped due to nervousness, and he swallowed saliva to suppress the discomfort.

Song Jiao roared madly:

It's just... the fangs of these rats are surprisingly large!

The door suddenly opened!

All the people who appeared now are definitely small characters from the Hunter Guild.

The ground was painted with a layer of bright red paint.

Zhou Jianguo felt that he was flying, and flying very low.

"You cowards!"

"Who are you? ! "Zhou Jianguo of Suantianmen shouted bravely.

The bird-beaked doctor slowly turned his head, and the long 'beak' was facing Zhou Jianguo.

The appearance of the bird-beaked doctor made everyone feel depressed.

'Bang, bang, bang.'

Who doesn't like to fight a cheap fight?

If you fight this cheap fight more handsomely, you may be accepted into the Moon Worshiping Sect!

And what about the hunters?

These are Du Yangming's pioneering hunters in Liancheng, and each of them is a devil fruit awakener.

Li Yang's figure disappeared under the street light.

"Let me go, it's none of my business.

Du Yangming!

This bird-beaked doctor is Du Yangming!

The black glass eye mask of the gas mask looked at Zhou Jianguo like a pair of eyes.

At this moment, a terrifying pressure shocked the whole audience!

The disciples laughed wildly, and the shouts of killing were suddenly held back when they came to their mouths.

Zhou Jianguo, a B-level awakener, was his head cut off by that weirdo?

The most important thing is that they didn't see how Zhou Jianguo's head was cut off!

Du Yangming raised his hand.

The disciples had already run away when they found that the hunters were difficult to deal with.

The sound of more and more things falling to the ground was particularly harsh in the darkness.

Du Yangming turned his head.

They took out their own low-level spiritual weapons and roared at the hunters.

One after another, heads fell to the ground, and one after another, bodies lay on the ground.

It was so low that you could see your feet still standing there.

Those sect leaders no longer hid.

Zhou Jianguo's heart "clicked".

Because the lights in the Night Bar turned on again almost instantly after they went out.

"These damn hunters! Damn them!"

"Brothers, greet them!"

Soon he fell into darkness.

The hunters met those sect disciples, like wolves entering a flock of sheep.

Under great psychological pressure, Zhou Jianguo roared:

"Masters, follow me..."

More than a dozen hunters in the bar rushed out of the Night Bar.

Song Jiao's eyes were bloodshot.

Being chosen by Du Yangming as a pioneer hunter, his spirituality was naturally not low.

"Starving ghost?" Du Yangming raised his eyebrows.

Screams rang out one after another.

This was in the Middle Ages, and the bird-beaked doctor walked in the plague, accompanied by death, and danced with corpses.

A man wearing a white suit and a weird smiley mask stood under a street lamp not far away.

Among those disciples, D-level was considered good, and C-level was considered an elder level.

The hunter's eyes were horrified.

If he hadn't used himself to force Mingyue, Mingyue would not have waded into this muddy water.

They didn't need to worry about the people crying the next day, because they thought they were higher-level lives.

Everyone was like a scared hen, their brains crashed and stopped thinking.

But it was too late.

He wanted to kill Song Jiao in the most painful way!

A voice came:

"It seems that you have finished here. You are worthy of being a [Scalpel], very neat."

Everyone present subconsciously froze their bodies, even the disciples and hunters in the battle set their sights on the door of the Night Bar.

Everyone was horrified.

What level of combat power is this Song Jiao?

Can't he bear it after one move?

Song Jiao's eyes suddenly widened.

"Run!"

Du Yangming raised his feet and walked calmly on the street full of corpses.

The sound of things falling to the ground rang again.

When Zhou Shimao's headless body fell to the ground and the blood stained the asphalt road red, everyone came back to their senses.

These disciples who wanted to show off their favorability with hunters finally realized that they had provoked the wrong opponent.

There was a person standing there.

They were already within the spiritual coverage of Du Yangming.

Darkness flashed, and standing under the light again was a group of weirdos wearing scary masks!

Seven or eight sect leaders took action, each of them was B-level, and more than a dozen hunters finally couldn't hold on and there were injured.

Li Mingyue dodged left and right among the hunters, she only dared not to hurt people for self-protection.

Du Yangming slowly leaned over to Song Jiao's ear, and a cold voice like that from the underworld entered his brain;

"You deserve to die."

They are heroes and also horror.

The smile froze.

How is this possible? !

Some couldn't wait to show their strength, broke out of the window, and glass shards were scattered all over the ground.

A hunter turned into a werewolf, and wherever he passed, there were broken limbs and arms!

The hunters were covered by masks, and they had no empathy when they took off their masks.

I don't know who shouted hysterically, and these so-called disciples of extraordinary forces began to run for their lives.

They hid their bodies and faces under coats and masks.

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Jianguo felt dizzy.

He wore a black hat, a bird-beak gas mask on his face, a black linen coat, and black rain boots.

They did not encounter the terrifying bird-beak doctor.

Only Song Jiao and Li Mingyue were left on the field.

The combat power of the small characters is so terrible, what about the leader?

Because the bird-beak doctor didn't move at all from beginning to end!

The scene was silent.

Suddenly, Li Yang noticed Li Mingyue and appeared in front of Li Mingyue in an instant.

He licked his dry lips:

"Excellent!"