Secret Talent At The Beginning, Burning Corpses Can Make You Stronger

Talk about Bat King.

Hanging upside down on the roof of the secret room to rest.

The door opened, a man and an ox walked in, and it closed again with a bang.

The secret room was pitch black, so it stands to reason that this person should not be able to see.

But the man raised his head with surprise on his face: "What a big bat."

The red light in the Bat King's eyes was bright, and the monster aura surged all over his body, and he swooped down with a roar.

This person is not a good person!

Bat King is not a novice, and there are dozens if not a hundred strong people who died under his mouth.

A look at Bat King is enough to confirm that this person is by no means a kind person.

It is better to strike first, and to suffer later.

Condescending, the Bat King rushed towards Qin He with the momentum of Mount Tai, his sharp claws glowing coldly, like copper and iron.

It is extremely skilled in this move, and it is its strongest ultimate move.

In Setsuna, it landed on the top of the man's head, and its sharp claws grabbed his head fiercely.

However, at this moment, the man moved half a step to the side like lightning, as brisk as a sparrow.

Yes, half a step.

But this half step just happened to avoid the enveloping range of the Bat King's claws.

Incomparably exquisite.

This is the Sparrow Walk that Qin He just learned.

Sparrow Step: After learning this step, you will be as light as a sparrow, moving around and showing magical powers in an inch.

This is where the sparrow step is so powerful. Although the name is a bit rustic, this skill is a real good thing.

Qin He's mind was familiar with countless maneuvering and moving skills, turning them into instincts, and once he learned them, he reached an extremely high level.

The word "supernatural power" is not worthy of any skill.

Closer to home.

The Bat King was unable to cast a single blow, and almost had a close contact with the ground.

Hastily turned around, wanting to give Qin He another paw.

But the problem is, this fight also pays attention to back and forth, just like playing chess, why do you take two steps in a row?

Hey, before it swung its paw, Qin He made a move.

A big black shovel slapped it hard on the face.

"Boom!"

Bat King flew out at that time.

Good guy, all the fangs are smashed.

"Aww~"

Bat King groaned in pain.

He staggered to his feet, but his demonic aura remained intact, and he rushed towards Qin He again with a flap of his wings.

This time, instead of claws, I used wings.

Wing cut!

This is the assassination technique of the Bat King, the bat wings seem to be weak, but they are actually as fast as a blade.

In the past, many strong men failed to guard against this move, and were cut off by the company with weapons.

One move suffered a loss, and Bat King used the nirvana of pressing the bottom of the box.

But... Qin He moved again.

How far?

step!

The big black shovel roared with strong wind, and it magnified rapidly in Bat King's eyes.

"Boom!"

The second time it was dried on the face.

This time it was more serious, and half of his face was crooked.

"Roar!"

The Bat King went completely berserk, gurgling in his stomach as if something was boiling, surrounded by blood, his eyes were blazing, his aura rose to a higher level, and even the monster's body grew a lot bigger.

"Whoosh!"

It doubled its speed and rushed towards Qin He again.

When Qin He saw it, his feet clicked, and he dodged again.

This time it was a little farther, two steps.

"Boom!"

Batman is back.

The other side of the face is also crooked.

Pretty symmetrical.

Bat King is aggrieved.

Hitting someone doesn't hurt your face, it hurts your self-esteem.

People want face, so do monsters. The monster outside knows that he was beaten three times in a row, so how can he mess around when he goes out?

"Human, you don't want to slap your face." The bat demon demanded.

Qin He froze for a moment, then nodded: "Okay, I won't slap my face."

This facial slap is indeed not good, it will be troublesome to clean up the corpse after a while, if the fluffy facial plate is missing, it will be difficult to make up for it.

"You mean what you say!"

Bat King is worried, because it never counts when it talks.

"Count, absolutely count."

Qin He held up two fingers to make an oath.

Seeing this, the Bat King once again exerted all his strength and rushed towards Qin He.

"Ping!"

"Pong!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

This time Bat King persisted a little longer, with a few tricks.

But he still came back, clutching his crotch.

"Human, you have no morals!"

Bat King's words squeezed through his teeth.

pain!

That pain in the head.

"I didn't slap your face." Qin He looked innocent.

Bat King's face twitched, and his fighting spirit was shattered by the big black shovel's four consecutive shots.

This person is unfathomable.

The wind is tight, huh~

With one flap of wings, he rushed towards the gate in a hurry.

But it forgot one thing.

The door was closed by Cao Heizi, and the outside was locked.

This time, the Qing family was killed.

Qin He took a look, yeah?

want to run?

That's not good, is it easy to come all the way?

With a flick of his hand.

Whoosh whoosh!

Fifty corpse nails are as swift as pear blossoms in a rainstorm.

After repeated muffled sounds, he nailed the Bat King, who was behind the empty door wide open, to the door.

The mighty inner strength of more than two ancient years has long been unparalleled. Even if the Bat King has a demonic body protection, he can't resist it.

Suppressing corpse nail combined with flying needle technique, golden needle pricking acupoints, even if it is a living thing, it can be suppressed as a corpse.

Bat King couldn't move, couldn't even speak.

Yao Qi tried to melt the corpse nail, but the speed was too slow.

Qin He stepped forward, amazed.

This bat is big enough and strong enough, with bulging muscles, it is a head taller than a human, and it feels extremely oppressive.

The Bat King's eyes showed a look of begging for mercy. It never expected that it had just won a victory by defeating the iron mace during the day. It thought it could stay here for a while, but it fell into this field at night.

No one knew the name of the person who came, and I had never heard of such a person.

Qin He naturally couldn't care about it, he smashed the door open from the middle with a shovel, took off the door leaf, and prepared to start a fire.

He really couldn't wait to know what kind of private gathering method this private gathering merit is.

It's definitely not just doing good deeds. Qin He tried everything, but it didn't work.

If you can earn merit by simply doing good deeds, this world will be full of gods.

Bat King didn't know what Qin He was going to do at first, but when he saw Qin He splitting the door leaf with a shovel to use as firewood, he was so scared that the ghosts froze and struggled.

But it was useless, and when Qin He got the firewood ready, it couldn't break free.

No need to clean the corpse, this bat head, no matter how blind you are, you won't admit it.

Everything is in order.

Pile up the firewood, please bring out the flint.

The well-known Bat King in the demon world has become a thing of the past in the flames of the abyss.

With all the sins it has wrought.

Burning is hard to redeem.

But this is not about Qin He, the judge of Hades who judges it in its own underworld.

He is only responsible for sending it on the road, and collecting some rewards by the way.

That's all.

After more than an hour, Bat King was reduced to ashes.

The black and white curtain fell, and the sound of wooden clappers piercing through the dim light, swaying vividly.

Through the interpretation of shadow puppets, Qin He witnessed the life of Bat King.