Horror resurrection, I have a ghost bus

In the flying black smoke, Wu Ge, holding a Tang sword, was like a ghost, and he was in front of Carl in almost the blink of an eye.

Faced with Wu Ge's sudden attack, Carl did not show any panic. He just gently raised the cross sword in his hand and swung it at Wu Ge's Tang sword.

At that moment, the cross sword and the Tang sword collided with each other.

"Bang!"

"Bang!" With a loud bang, the cross sword and Wu Ge's Tang sword collided fiercely, making a deafening roar.

The huge impact force spread outward like a bomb explosion, setting off a strong shock wave. This force was so strong that the surrounding space produced subtle fluctuations, as if the whole world was shocked by it.

However, in this fierce confrontation, Wu Ge was obviously at a disadvantage.

He was knocked away by the powerful power of the opponent's cross sword, and his body flew backwards involuntarily. The terrifying inertia made him unable to control his speed, and he could only let himself keep retreating.

His feet drew two deep grooves on the ground, and the dark scorched earth flew up, forming a dusty scene.

After Wu Ge retreated more than ten meters on the ground, he finally stopped and stabilized his body with difficulty. His chest rose and fell slightly, and his breathing was a little rapid. Obviously, he had suffered a lot of impact.

In contrast, Carl stood firmly in place like a solid piece of cast iron, without moving a step. His eyes were firm and cold, revealing an unparalleled confidence and majesty.

Wu Ge gritted his teeth and felt a little tricky, but he was not surprised by the result of this confrontation.

After all, the opponent had already controlled the dark mummy in the church, and his body was no longer a human body, so it was not surprising that he had such terrible physical strength.

But in the world of ghost control, victory is not achieved by brute force.

Wu Ge smiled, straightened his body, and swung the Tang sword in his hand neatly.

He didn't expect to get any benefits from the previous confrontation. The collision was just to make the Tang sword in his hand remember the opponent's spiritual strength.

Now, the spiritual power of the Tang sword in his hand is almost the same as that of the cross sword, and the next show is about to begin.

Not far away, Xu Feng and Jiang Yan couldn't help but get nervous. They all knew Wu Ge's ability, so the next attack was the highlight.

Wu Ge held the Tang sword and walked towards Carl with a vigorous step, his expression was much calmer than before.

Carl didn't react too much when he saw this. He could guess what Wu Ge was planning, but it didn't matter to him now.

After all, any tricks are vulnerable in the face of absolute power.

As a ghost fighter with rich assassination experience, Wu Ge has a deep understanding and precise control of timing. He knows that only by taking action at the most appropriate time can he give the enemy a fatal blow.

Therefore, when he took only a few steps and successfully attracted Carl's attention, his figure disappeared instantly, like a ghost. Then, he quickly flashed in front of Carl in a strange and elusive route.

The dark Tang sword in his hand slashed down again mercilessly, with a fierce killing intent. However, Carl seemed to be prepared and whispered:

"How boring!"

He waved the cross sword in his hand and easily blocked the Tang sword. But at this moment, Carl's eyes suddenly became sharp, as if he had discovered something unusual.

Surprisingly, he saw Wu Ge in front of him turned into three phantoms, each holding a Tang sword and stabbing at his chest at the same time.

This strange scene startled Carl, but he didn't have time to react.

There was a muffled sound of "Puchi~", and a dark Tang sword had accurately pierced Carl's chest.

The other phantoms disappeared instantly, as if they had never existed. Carl looked down at the wound on his chest, blood gushing out, staining his clothes red.

Carl also realized that the Tang sword he had just blocked was just an illusion, and the real Tang sword had already aimed at his chest.

At that moment, even Carl couldn't help but show a hint of surprise.

Three illusions, after one was blocked, there were still two left, plus Wu Ge's body, a total of three Tang swords pierced Carl's chest.

Just now, the Tang sword had memorized the power of the cross sword, and Carl at this moment was like being pierced by three cross swords.

The terrible suppression came, and if it was any other ghost tamer, he would have died under this sword.

However, Carl still had no reaction, and still stood there quietly, with only the expression on his face.There was nothing else after the surprise just now, and now the surprise also quickly disappeared, turning into coldness and indifference.

Wu Ge's face turned pale and he felt unbelievable.

Jiang Yan and Xu Feng on the opposite side were also a little shocked, especially Xu Feng, who knew Wu Ge's ability clearly. After being hit by that knife, Carl theoretically could not survive unless his body was more than three times more powerful than the cross sword.

But even so, under such terrible suppression, he could not be unaffected at all.

"What's going on..." Wu Ge was also a little confused. He took a closer look at the place where Carl was stabbed, and his eyes suddenly showed a deep shock.

I saw that at the place where the Tang sword stabbed, Carl's chest had a circle of gaps at some point, and the piece of meat stabbed by the Tang sword had been forcibly separated from the chest.

This is like stabbing the tail of a gecko, the gecko will decisively break off the tail and run away.

Wu Ge finally understood that Carl's body was much stronger than he thought. It seemed that Carl could still survive even if he lost any part of his body.

He thought of the changes in Carl's left hand just now, those countless tiny hearts. It can be said that as long as any heart can survive, Carl will not die.

In other words, Carl is now full of hearts.

Not only that, when attacked, Carl can also separate any heart to avoid the attack.

In this way, it is extremely difficult to defeat Carl, and even if he is torn into pieces, he cannot be killed.

Jiang Yan also observed the subtle changes in Carl's body with the light of insight. He gradually came to the same conclusion as Wu Ge, and a drop of cold sweat oozes from his forehead.

Wu Ge's Tang Dao is useless, so his dismemberment of the Black Blood Sword is also meaningless.

After all, no matter how many times Carl is dismembered, he cannot be killed, and every time he launches a dismemberment, he may use all his ghosts.

Thinking of this, even Jiang Yan felt very powerless, and he couldn't help but start to doubt.

Can such an enemy really be defeated?

"It seems that what the martyr member said before was right. If Carl gets the body, the strongest ghost rider will be born..." Suddenly, Jiang Yan began to lose his will to fight.

At this moment, the part of the meat that the Tang sword stabbed could not withstand such terrible suppression and quickly melted.

And Wu Ge also reacted quickly and prepared to draw his sword and leave.

However, how could Carl let him do what he wanted? A cold and blue left hand instantly grasped Wu Ge's Tang sword. In an instant, Wu Ge felt that death was approaching...