Horror resurrection, I have a ghost bus

The method that could easily kill the ferryman and the prayer master just now seemed so powerless against Carl now.

The reason was that the cross sword in Carl's hand was a black blood weapon, which could naturally suppress the ghost fire, making Zhu Yan's ghost fire completely unable to exert its due power.

Looking at this scene in front of them, the faces of the people on the ghost bus became heavy.

They knew that this battle had reached a critical moment, and if they could not find a way to break the deadlock, the consequences would be disastrous.

However, they did not give up hope, because they believed that Zhu Yan would not come here unprepared.

Jiang Yan stared at Zhu Yan closely, thinking in his heart: "With Zhu Yan's character and strength, he would never sit and wait for death. Since he dared to come here, he must have brought some secret weapons or strategies that could determine the outcome."

Huang Yuan must have made him some special supernatural items, otherwise it would be difficult to defeat Carl just by doing this.

After extinguishing Zhu Yan's flames with a sword, Carl remained calm, without even a trace of pride. His eyes were as calm as water, as if everything he had just done was just a trivial matter.

Although Zhu Yan's will-o'-the-wisp was very powerful, Carl did not take it seriously at this moment. Because he knew very well that as long as he held the cross sword in his hand, the will-o'-the-wisp would not pose much of a threat to him.

However, Zhu Yan's attack just now ignited the desire to fight deep in his heart, and he could not help but feel a trace of anger rising in his heart.

He slowly stretched forward his pale blue cold left hand and tightly grasped the chain in front of him.

The left hand had white dry nails, which looked extremely strange. With just a light grasp, the chain was firmly grasped in his hand.

And the power that erupted from this seemingly simple action was as powerful as ten horses pulling at the same time.

With a crisp sound of "bang", the chain instantly straightened. At the same time, Zhu Yan in the distance also lost his balance under the pull of this terrifying force and flew up uncontrollably.

His pupils dilated slightly, and a trace of shock appeared on his face, but he could not stop himself from being dragged towards Carl.

Zhu Yan's body was like a cannonball, crashing towards Carl at an astonishing speed.

He tried to stop, but in the blink of an eye, he had no time to respond. Just as he was about to hit Carl, Carl reacted quickly.

He held the cross sword tightly and swung it hard. The sword was dark and cold, with a sharp momentum, and it chopped down fiercely at Zhu Yan. This sword contained endless power, as if it was going to cut Zhu Yan in half.

The slash looked ordinary, but the power contained in it was terrifying. When the sword blade passed through the air, the space seemed to be torn apart, making a buzzing sound. An invisible pressure came from the sword blade, making people feel suffocated.

As the slash fell, a powerful space fluctuation spread at a speed visible to the naked eye, forming a circle of shock waves that seemed to be there and not there.

"Boom~"

Accompanied by a loud bang, Zhu Yan's body flew backwards like a cannonball.

His face turned pale instantly, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. Under the huge impact, his body rolled in the air, without any resistance.

Finally, he fell heavily to the ground, and then slid uncontrollably on the ground. Every friction with the ground would raise a cloud of dust, and his body was constantly damaged in the process.

In this way, Zhu Yan slid for nearly 100 meters before stopping.

Although his physical ability would be greatly improved after becoming a ghost rider, he was still just a mortal.

Carl's slash could knock away a ghost bus weighing several tons. Now it was used to deal with Zhu Yan, and Zhu Yan naturally had no power to resist.

At this time, he was lying in the pit in a mess, his upper and lower body twisted nearly 180 degrees, and his two legs were broken and turned outward, forming a weird "W" shape, which looked extremely tragic.

"Big cousin!!!"

On the ghost bus, Chen Xiao couldn't help but shout out after seeing this scene.

He didn't expect that his big cousin, who was full of vigor and vitality just now, would become such a miserable state now.

He was a little curious about the world of ghost riders before, but now that he has seen the cruelty in it, this curiosity has been wiped out.

Now he just wants his big cousin to go back alive and live the old days together.

Riding a ghost fire, fighting and dancing, working in a milk tea shop for a day, such a big cousin is enough for him.

What top ghost rider, the hero who saved the country... For him, nothing is more important than the ordinary life in the past.

"Old Jiang, go and save my cousin, stop fighting, let's go back!" Chen Xiao shook Jiang Yanarm, pleading loudly.

Jiang Yan was also frightened by the scene just now. The cross sword has the ability to isolate the supernatural. After being hit, the supernatural was instantly suppressed. Without the blessing of the supernatural, Zhu Yan's body is no different from that of an ordinary person.

But even so, Jiang Yan still believes in Zhu Yan's strength. The chief captain of the headquarters cannot be so vulnerable.

"Don't worry, your cousin is very strong, he won't die like this." Jiang Yan comforted in a serious tone.

As soon as the voice fell, Zhu Yan's tragic body in the distance moved.

"Ergou, you are scared of such a small thing. How can I feel at ease..."

Hearing the familiar voice of his elder cousin, Chen Xiao was immediately delighted:

"Eldest cousin, you are not dead!"

"Damn you, do you expect me to die so much?" Zhu Yan cursed, and then said with some regret,

"But it's a pity that I lost such a good body. But it doesn't matter. Without destruction, there is no construction. Maybe I can't live like an ordinary person anymore..."

He sighed, his tone full of helplessness.

"Come out, damn thing!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his body began to emit thick black smoke. These black smokes merged into a wisp, slowly rising, continuously, as if a piece of silk floating between heaven and earth, and it seemed like a kind of wolf smoke, attracting some existence.

Soon, a rustling sound of chains rubbing came from afar...