Excellent Spiritualist

Chapter 31 Too Much Information
As soon as the words fell, Su Ming burst out with a chilling aura.

The eyes of the middle-aged man were filled with astonishment and disbelief, and he roared in his heart, how could it be possible, this kid looked only seventeen or eighteen years old, how could he have such a strong cultivation.

He must be pretending to beep, it must be fake.In the face of absolute strength, all pretense illusions are paper tigers.

The middle-aged man took out a brass bell and shook it rattlingly, and the corpse crawled out of the tomb staggered towards Su Ming.

Su Ming's eyes turned cold, he actually wanted to use this group of walking corpses to deal with him, it was out of the blue.

With one step, the berserk breath swept away like a tornado, and the corpses crawled out of the grave were crushed by the powerful momentum in an instant.

The middle-aged man looked dumbfounded.

Su Ming rushed in front of him, grabbed his shoulders and threw him out.

At this moment, pink mist lingered around the middle-aged man. Su Ming waved his hand to disperse the mist, and his eyes suddenly went straight.

Women's clothing boss? !
The middle-aged man actually changed into a woman's clothes.

What shocked Su Ming even more was that he dragged his neck and shouted in a drake voice: "Husband..."

What the hell!

Under the call of the middle-aged man, another man came, a little younger than the middle-aged man, probably around 30 years old.

God damn it.

Su Ming couldn't accept it anymore, this, this amount of information was too much.

Such a messy relationship.

The middle-aged man leaned in the arms of the later man, stretched out his hand to caress his heart, and shouted coquettishly: "Honey, this brat bullied me."

Su Ming shuddered, goose bumps all over his body, it was so, so disgusting.

"Boy, is that the woman you bullied me?"

"vomit!"

Su Ming bent down and vomited. He stood up and wiped his mouth, pointing at the two men hugging each other, "Who are you?"

"I am Feng Yang's husband."

"I'm also Feng Yang's husband."

The two men said in unison.

Su Ming was surprised, "Which of you is Chen Jinyu's father?"

The younger man straightened his back and said, "I am Chen Jinyu's father."

Su Ming's head was messed up by their complicated relationship. He stared at Chen Jinyu's biological father coldly, and said in a deep voice, "Is Chen Jinyu's death related to you?"

Chen Jinyu's own father said coldly: "She is the obstacle between us."

"Tiger poison doesn't eat its offspring."

Su Ming's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he raised his finger to Chen Jinyu's biological father, "You guys really deserve to die."

"Ha ha……"

Chen Gusheng raised his head and laughed loudly, "Little Taoist priest, don't be arrogant with a little cultivation, the two of us want to kill you as if we were picking something out of a bag."

"Your name is Chen Gusheng. Today, I will let you be removed from the book of life and death!" Before he finished speaking, Su Ming slammed his feet on the ground and killed Chen Gusheng and the two of them.

Chen Gusheng backed away with his arms around the middle-aged man, Su Ming's speed increased sharply, and he stretched out his hand to grab Chen Gusheng's throat.

Chen Gusheng raised his hand and grabbed Su Ming's wrist. Su Ming's fingers pointed at his wrist, and his body trembled.

Su Ming's fingers went straight to his heart, and his palm blocked it, Su Ming turned his fingers into palms and slapped them, knocking them back.

Chen Gusheng took a heavy breath, and looked at Su Ming in shock, "Your cultivation is really beyond my expectation."

Su Ming snorted coldly, and his feet moved again, sweeping away like the wind.

He was really angry.

Chen Gusheng and the middle-aged man's expressions changed drastically, and they retreated hastily.

"Want to run, do you have my permission?!"

Su Ming slapped Chen Gusheng on the back. He used [-]% of his strength in this slap. Chen Gusheng opened his mouth and spurted out blood, fell to the ground and rolled out.

He and the middle-aged man had a deep relationship, and they hugged each other when they rolled down the mountain.

Su Ming took out the ghost whip and beat it down. After a few strokes, Chen Gusheng and the others screamed.

Chen Gusheng and the middle-aged man suddenly embraced each other, and a strange aura emanated from them.

Su Ming squinted his eyes, these two men actually practiced yin and yang magic.

He has opened his eyes.

At first he always thought that yin and yang magic could only be practiced by one man and one woman, but he never thought that two men could also practice it, and vice versa, two women could also practice it.

Su Ming was not in a hurry to start, so he let them finish making out.

A few minutes later, the auras of the two men's bodies changed, and there was light emitting from their bodies, one red and one green.

They looked at each other and suddenly rushed towards Su Ming.

Su Ming released his spiritual power to activate the ghost whip, and swept it away.

"Little Taoist priest, you are dead."

A strange voice sounded in Su Ming's ears, and he smiled disdainfully. An attack of this level was nothing more than a piece of cake for him.

Su Ming stomped on the ground with his feet, his body suddenly rose, he swung his ghost whip around Chen Gusheng's neck and threw him on a tree.

Chen Gusheng opened his mouth to spurt blood, his face pale.

Su Ming stepped on the tree and jumped behind the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man was startled and turned around suddenly...

In Su Ming's eyes, his movements were too slow.

Su Ming grabbed his shoulder with his palm and grabbed it hard, crushing his shoulder bone.

A horrific scream came out of his mouth.

Su Ming stared at them coldly, and said word by word: "I thought that Chen Jinyu's death was caused by her stepmother alone. I never thought that there was such a hidden secret behind it."

"I didn't want to kill people, but you just want to anger me, you really deserve to die!"

Su Ming raised his foot and stepped on the middle-aged man's heart, crushing his ribs, he opened his mouth to spurt blood, and his eyes lost vitality.

Chen Gusheng's eyes were horrified, they had already cast a combined attack spell, and they were so vulnerable.

He didn't dare to think about anything now, only one thought was to run for his life.

Su Ming swung the ghost whip around his ankles and pulled him over.Chen Gusheng knew he couldn't escape, so he turned and knelt in front of Su Ming, begging for mercy.

"If I say kill you, I will kill you. If I don't do it, others will think that I am speaking wild words."

Chen Gusheng raised his head abruptly, and hissed, "You, who are you?"

"You have no chance of knowing."

Su Ming grasped Chen Gusheng's skull with his palm, his face was contorted, his seven orifices were bleeding, and he let out a miserable scream.

With a crisp bang, Su Ming crushed Chen Gusheng's skull.

Su Ming kicked him out, the ghost whip made whirring noises, and it hit him like a bullet.

His body twitched violently and gradually subsided.

Su Ming strode forward, grabbed Chen Gusheng's soul with his curved hand, gave him a cold look, and threw it to the ground.

He took out the last cigarette from his pocket and lit it, leaning against the big tree and took a comfortable breath to calm down the killing intent in his heart.

After smoking the cigarette, the cigarette butt was thrown on Chen Gusheng's soul, and Chen Gusheng's soul was instantly wrapped in raging flames.

Su Ming wanted Chen Gusheng to be burned by the fire, and his soul was blown away under the torment.

Ah!
The shrill screams resounded through Wutong Mountain, and the ghosts on the whole mountain trembled in fright, and they couldn't help but look up in this direction.

Su Ming took out the middle-aged man's soul and threw them into the fire together.

Chen Gusheng didn't even spare his own daughter, it must be because of practicing sorcery.

Chen Gusheng, the middle-aged man, and Feng Yang's woman must have a huge force behind them, making people lose themselves under the drive of desire.

(End of this chapter)