purgatory artist

Chapter 456 Nightmare Ghost

in the dark.

The old man in a suit and leather shoes took out a pair of leather gloves and put them on.

His whole body exuded a faint light, illuminating the surrounding ground and the scene within a radius of tens of meters.

——It was empty, and there were no ghosts.

"Boy, since you are boasting so much, come out and fight with me."

The old man loosened his tie and moved his arms and legs.

in the dark.

No sound.

The old man sighed, only thinking that this kid was a bit troublesome.

——Not only did he not show up, but he also had helpers.

The slap on the forehead by the helper just now was really frightening.

That light touch that fell from the sky happened to be the moment when I made a move to grab the knife from the opponent, neither too soon nor too late, just at the moment when I was concentrating on it.

Now that I think about it carefully, the more I think about it, the more I feel that that press is full of some kind of indescribable skill, as if it was bought by endless battles.

It's really a pinnacle of skill, without relying on any strength, without resorting to any moves, everything is back to basics, just one click——

I have never seen such a method in my life.

in case.

Replace that palm with a knife——

The old man didn't dare to think about it anymore.

"Maybe we underestimated you and your companions, so be it."

The old man took a deep breath, exuding a more blazing light all over his body, illuminating the near and far into daylight.

"Come out, I will fight you with the strongest strength!"

The old man shouted.

— still no response.

But things seem to be a little different again.

Feeling a certain emotion rising in his heart, the old man couldn't help but put on a fist fight on the spot.

"come!"

he shouted.

Still no response.

Killing intent oozes from the old man's heart, and he said in a low voice: "After a long time, it turns out that he is a worthless guy, and now I-"

He raised his head involuntarily, and the voice in his mouth stopped abruptly.

In the sky.

Some unknown presence covers everything in sight.

Its figure is so huge, majestic, and majestic, directly covering everything, bending over under the reflection of the light.

The darkness split from its body, revealing rows of mottled and sharp fangs inside.

The old man trembled and couldn't help but said, "This is—"

The huge mouth full of fangs sucked in the air.

The light on the old man's body immediately left him, shot up into the sky, and was completely sucked by the giant mouth.

Inexplicably, the old man understood one thing.

light.

Can't exist here.

He remained motionless, and no longer emitted any light, allowing darkness to cover everything.

puff--

There was a muffled sound.

The old man struggled for a while, but found that he couldn't move at all, and any movement would cause unbearable pain.

Panting heavily, he stretched out his hand to touch his chest, and immediately grasped the cold and sharp blade.

A voice sounded from behind:

"I'd just have to watch from the sidelines - but the opportunity was so good I couldn't help it, sorry."

It's that boy!
"Are you going to kill me?" the old man said in a deep voice.

"No—please don't move."

As the boy said, he stretched out a hand and pressed it on his forehead.

For a moment.

"Ah...so that's the case, it's really troublesome."

The boy sighed, lost in thought.

The old man's expression changed, and he suddenly shouted: "No, your hand—why is it exactly the same as the hand that was pressed on my head before!"

"Who the hell are you!"

The young man's thoughts were interrupted, and he simply patted the old man's shoulder and said, "Who am I? It doesn't matter, what matters is that the Nine Nether Calling Soul Banner is not ready yet, so you can go and contribute your strength."

The old man howled, "You—"

Swish!
Sen Leng's saber light flashed past.

Heads fly up.

The boy put away the knife, put his hands together, and made a tactic against the flying head.

next moment.

The entire dark world quickly faded away, and the street scene outside began to appear.

"I'll leave it to you next."

As the boy said, he turned around and disappeared along with the dark world.

on the street.

All that was left was a headless corpse standing where it was, and—

Boom!
A head fell to the ground with a muffled sound.

"That brat won again..."

The three masters on the wall said with emotion.

But the head on the ground quickly jumped up and flew down among the other heads.

It opened its eyes and said to the other heads: "The master has an order, we must go there immediately and tell him a piece of news."

"Then what are you waiting for?" a martial artist said head-on.

"Go!" the old man's head said.

Dozens of heads soared up, rushed into the sky, and flew in one direction.

The expressions of the three masters were complicated, neither did they follow, nor did they not follow.

At this time, other martial artists gradually appeared in the surrounding streets.

"grown ups!"

"Three adults!"

"You must save us!"

They hurriedly ran in front of the three masters, and saluted together.

"What's the matter?" asked the old master who was leaning on crutches.

"We also obeyed the orders of the Glory family and secretly persecuted and framed the Blood Heart faction. If the young man comes to the door later, his life may be in danger."

"Also ask the three adults to save our lives!"

The three old men looked at each other.

The old man leaning on crutches sighed and said: "Wait for the news, that kid may cause a catastrophe if he goes there, and we don't know what will happen then."

……

the other side.

Deep in the woods.

Liu Ping stood guard in front of Chu Yunshang with a knife, and looked up towards the sky.

I saw a man with a combed back floating in the air, holding a goblet in his hand, looking down at the two of them with a relaxed expression.

"Teens... At this age, being able to have such combat power is indeed a genius."

The man said in a commentary tone.

Liu Ping stood with a knife in his hand, and his eyes fell on the goblet in the man's hand.

A line of small burning characters appeared in front of his eyes:

"Polygonal space goblet."

"This is a rare thing with strange power, which can resist any attack until the attack exceeds the upper limit of its defense."

--what.

Doesn't this world regard strange powers as evil and filthy powers?

Why do members of the Glory family have such an extremely rare and strange defensive item?

Liu Ping couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

Chu Yunshang whispered: "Hey, what are you thinking?"

Liu Pingdao: "I have already learned a lot of knowledge about the spirit of the world. Now that the enemy is facing me, I have to think carefully to see if I can create a high-level saber technique of spiritual skills."

Chu Yunshang was dumbfounded.

In mid-air, the man was also stunned.

This kid-

As soon as he opened his mouth, he wanted to create a spiritual skill, and he also specified it as a sword technique.

how could it be possible!
Is he out of his mind?
The man's expression suddenly sank.

If this young man has a problem with his brain, how could he kill so many people, and design to deceive his subordinates to rescue Chu Yunshang?
That is to say-

There is nothing wrong with this boy's brain.

Since there is no problem with his brain, then maybe he can indeed create sword skills!

A mortal can actually create spiritual skills!

What a terrible thing this is!
The man's expression changed, he pressed a button in his pocket, and said to himself, "It's better to be careful..."

In the void, a cold metallic sound suddenly sounded:
"You have requested to release this pollution, please specify the target."

The man stared at Liu Ping and Chu Yunshang below, gritted his teeth, and said, "Designate the two human beings below."

He looked at Chu Yunshang, a trace of pity flashed in his eyes, but he was soon suppressed again.

Whether it's a beauty or a spirit, or anything else, compared to killing a terrifying enemy who can threaten him, he always has to go to the back row.

The voice just fell.

Suddenly, two groups of boiling flames flew out of the void, shooting directly at Liu Ping and Chu Yunshang.

Liu Ping wanted to escape, but in the next moment, the flame directly attached to his arm.

Lines of burning small characters suddenly jumped out:

"You've been hit by some sort of 'emergent' force."

"The power of this 'emergence' implies the following rules:"

"Must strike, appear, and be indestructible."

After Liu Ping glanced at it, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

True.

This strange power possesses "must hit", "appear" and "indestructible"——

But it has no lethality!
Why did the opponent make such a move?
Liu Ping looked at the sky suspiciously.

In the sky, a man with a back-haired man asked, "Has the pollution been completed?"

The cold voice said: "The pollution has been completed."

The man was overjoyed, and immediately said: "Send more people to arrive here immediately, and do our best to wipe out the nightmare ghosts!"

"As ordered."

The voice responded.

In the sky, space fluctuations gradually began to appear.

At this moment.

Dozens of human heads fell from the sky and landed in front of Liu Ping.

The old man's head jumped out, and said in a deep voice: "Master, I have something to report, please search for the soul."

"it is good."

Liu Ping put his hand on his forehead.

For a moment.

He gradually understood the whole story.

"I see……"

Liu Ping squinted at the man in the air, his expression gradually becoming full of killing intent.

The man with the back hair didn't care.

He held the goblet and said: "It seems that you killed my subordinate and searched his soul with the technique of cultivation, so I can't let you go."

"Everything is a deception, isn't it?" Liu Ping said.

The man smiled and said, "That's right, the tide of nightmares occasionally emits some strange powers, which are captured by us and used to create panic in the human world."

Liu Ping said: "Who are those nightmare ghosts?"

"Of course it's the guy who dares to fight against us upper-class people-for example, you, you and your little girlfriend are now infected with the power of nightmares, it doesn't matter if I lead the army to kill you, because everyone knows that I am maintaining world peace. "

As the man said, he suddenly laughed wildly: "Hahaha, there are no nightmare ghosts at all, they are all fools, but whoever wants to fight against us, then he is a ghost to be punished!"

in the void.

A large number of martial artists appeared.

Hundreds of warriors stood in the void one after another, completely surrounding Liu Ping and Chu Yunshang.

"Is this how you rule the world..." Liu Ping looked at the martial masters who were waiting in full force, and said in a low voice.

The sense of crisis in the man's heart finally disappeared.

Holding the goblet, he gestured to Liu Ping:

"There is no one in a thousand martial arts prodigy—"

"Knowing the secret of our Glory family, you can die in peace."

He made a killing motion, and those warriors immediately moved silently.

They rushed towards Liu Ping and Chu Yunshang from all directions.

Chu Yunshang looked nervous, grabbed Liu Ping's hand, and whispered: "Are we going to die?"

Liu Ping patted her hand to comfort her, but looked at the man in mid-air.

The man laughed and said:
"Is there a last word? Or do you want to beg me to let you go?"

Liu Ping sighed and said:

"Contaminate people with strange powers, and thus be regarded as 'nightmare ghosts'. This is indeed a good way to eradicate dissidents, but in fact, you have overlooked a very important thing."

"What?" the man asked.

"—did it ever occur to you that I was a real nightmare ghost?"

Liu Ping said calmly.

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(End of this chapter)