The Ghost of Paper Man

Chapter 437: Assassinate King Hai Hades

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The Buddha once said that all beings are equal, and I have always been skeptical about this.

It is said in Christianity that everyone in the world is guilty, except for Jesus.

I think that human beings, ghosts and gods are also equal, there is no racial pros and cons, only the level of ability. That's why I ventured to assassinate King Hai Hades.

Almost all the Chinese have a deep hatred and hostility towards the Japanese. I also grew up listening to patriotism education, and I didn't like this general of the Japanese navy during World War II.

The opportunity came. I closed my eyes and accepted the examination. I summoned the soul of the black unicorn. At the same time, my right hand was clenched into a fist, and a laser shot from my middle finger ring, hitting Haiyan Wang's brow.

When the soul of the black unicorn suddenly appeared, all the souls in the hall were surprised.

The laser from the ring hit Haiyan’s eyebrows, but there was a crisp cracking sound. I secretly said that it was not good. This was the sound of the body armor breaking.

This is both bad news and a good sign for me.

The bad news is that my plan to kill the opponent with one blow is shattered. The good sign is that the gold armor of Hai Hades can also be shattered by laser. As long as he keeps attacking one point, he can take his life.

All living things in the world are dying, and there is no immortal thing.

With the support of this theory, I am fearless. There is nothing that cannot be killed. Even the soul after death can be extinguished.

Haiyan launched a counterattack, and the black unicorn pounced on him, opened his big mouth, and bit his neck. My right hand continued to hit Haiyan’s eyebrows, my left hand stretched out, and the death sickle appeared in my hand.

With the reprimands of the three ghost kings, Lu Ji stood up and stood in front of them.

The ghost samurai around Haiyan were not indifferent, and they drew out katana and rushed towards me. At this moment, a dazzling pagoda quickly fell from the dome of the main hall, smashing me, Haiyan, and the soul cover of a black unicorn. In it, my vision was suddenly dark, but this did not affect my assassination.

The sound of samurai swords hacked from the pagoda wall.

King Haiyan roared, grabbed the soul of the black unicorn, and threw it towards the wall heavily.

I hurriedly retracted my right fist, holding the Death Scythe with both hands at the same time, and slashed fiercely towards the neck where the two blood holes were exposed.

Hearing a "bang", gold and stones hit each other, sparks and iron filings splashed, the tiger's mouth in my hands was numb, but there was only a crack in Haiyan's neck, revealing black and red flesh and blood.

He slowly got up from the ground, let out a sneer, and stretched out his arms. His height is only as high as my chest, but I know his ability is definitely above me.

I waved the sickle of the god of death again and cut it towards his neck, but he reached out and grabbed the hilt of the knife, and made a sarcasm: "Only you, want to assassinate the deity, you can't help it!"

He is not tall, but his arms are very strong. I clenched the handle of the sickle with both hands, and kicked my right leg towards the opponent's chest. My right foot in sandals was like kicking on a rock. I felt like I was The toe has been broken, but I can't stop the attack, even if my toe is crushed.

The black unicorn climbed up from the ground, let out a roar, shook his fur, and rushed towards Hai Hades again.

King Haiyan was directly knocked down by the black unicorn, and I just stepped on Haiyan’s chest, loosened the death sickle with both hands, pinched his neck with my left hand, fisted with my right hand, and slammed into the bridge of his nose heavily.

With a punch, I heard the sound of a broken nose.

The black unicorn’s claws kept scratching Haiyan’s body, and when the laser light emitted from the ring in my hand became weaker and weaker, the black face under my fist had been smashed out of a black hole.

And my face and body are covered with black sticky substance.

My strength gradually ran out, and the chopping noise from the tower wall became louder.

The black hole under the fist let out a stern roar, like the howl of a demon in hell.

A jet of black blood spouted from the black hole and knocked my fist away. King Haiyan's body leaped up from the ground. With a wave of his arms, he shook me away, and then quickly grabbed the black Qilin’s neck and Tail.

I immediately shouted: "No!"

But it was too late, Hai Hades' arms had already pulled the soul of the black unicorn into three parts.

I kicked the death sickle in front of me. This death sickle was given to me by the ghost king when I was in the fierce battle with the sea monsters. It was originally a death weapon.

It is conceivable that the Heavenly General Na Yong snatched the weapon of the god of death and threw it in the desert, and then fled to the Broken Dragon Canyon. The god of death chased after him and forgot to retrieve the weapon. The ghost king brought this death sickle back to me.

I picked up this death sickle and slammed it at Haiyan's top door.

The opponent had been beaten by me beyond recognition, but the fighting strength was still there, and my right hand was also clenched into a fist, and it hit my chest quickly and accurately.

Immediately, I felt that I was crushed by Mount Tai, my ribs shattered, and my soul was also going to drift away.

My body hit the inner wall of the pagoda hard and made a metal roar.

Haiyan Wang stomped on my chest, and I felt like I was going to die. He looked down at me. Although his eyes have become two black holes, his nose and mouth have also become black holes. If the skin and flesh left on his face are removed, it will be a standard skull.

A jet of black blood spurted from his mouth and splashed on my face.

I feel that my face is also starting to melt.

Unexpectedly, the process of the soul's dissipating is so slow, and the soul's complete demise is also so painful.

King Haiyan raised his head and let out a roar. A large amount of dust and stones fell on his head. With a wave of his hands, a huge force erupted from his short body.

This pagoda was shattered by this force, and I saw the light again, and a large group of ghost warriors had surrounded me and the Sea Yama.

I turned my head and saw Lu Ji under the steps showed a surprised and sad look.

Haiyan Wang waved his subordinates to retreat. He roared again and shouted: "I want to assassinate the deity, so I can't help it!"

The souls of Lu Ji and the three ghost kings trembled.

Haiyan raised his right foot, and his feet in black leather boots stepped on my chest again.

I closed my eyes in despair and saw that Lu Ji had taken out the phone, and said coldly: "Go!"

The three ghost kings retreated to the outside of the hall.

My chest was pressed down by a powerful force, but this force was flat, and I felt that my body had become a flat surface. In layman's terms, I became a paper man.

The lights in the hall became dim, Haiyan King stretched out his hand, and the death sickle on the ground flew down his palm.

While he was observing the sickle intently, I felt that my chest was hit by two electric currents, and my body was also emitting a dazzling light.

Haiyan Wang showed a surprised expression, although he had no eyes.

His foot stepped on my chest again, but the strength of this foot on my chest had become weak. But he took a step back and quickly lifted his right foot, seemingly hurt by my ribs.

After my body was hit by two electric currents, it was like a tire that was being inflated, swelling rapidly. I felt the pain, and my body leaped from the ground. Haiyan was taken aback. Regardless of the pain in his right foot, he swiped the death sickle with both hands and slashed towards my top door.

The ghost samurai who had just been drunk by the king Haiyan came round again, drew the samurai sword and prepared to slash at my back.

An aura of Taishan pressing on top came across, and I quickly stretched out my hands and grabbed the hilt of the smashed knife. (End of this chapter)