Crazy, you call this a new ghost hunter

"What is this! How could it be possible to bounce off my curse nail!" the mask of evil thoughts exclaimed.

"This is the self-made gas tank that was not used up last time, it's cheap for you!"

Fang Yu smiled faintly, raised the Flame Gatling, and fired at the gas tank.

A fiery ball of fire exploded in mid-air, and the cursed nails, like a rain of arrows, were blown away by the violent airflow.

The few remaining curse nails that were not affected were all knocked out one by one by Fang Yu's hand of Qihua.

"This is impossible! How could an ordinary explosion explode my curse nails!" the mask of evil thoughts kept shouting, with an inconceivable expression on its pale face.

"It's not ordinary liquefied gas, but my qi. Not only can it explode the nails, but you will also be killed!"

Fang Yu smiled lightly and said.

These gas tanks were left behind when Qian Xiaohong was killed last time.

It has always existed in the Qiankun ring, and now it is just taken out to restrain the curse nail of the mask of evil thoughts.

"Ding! The mask of evil thoughts feels a bone-chilling fear. The emotional value is 70/100."

Under the shock of the mask of evil thoughts, his figure quickly blurred.

"Even if you can kill me, but you can't see where I am, how can you kill me!"

The mask of evil thoughts disappeared in mid-air, and the voice flickered from left to right.

One second before, he was speaking on Fang Yu's left side, and the next second he ran to Fang Yu's right side.

It seems to be able to move quickly in the air.

At the same time, the curse nails continued to appear in midair, attacking from all directions.

There were streaks of cold light, and the sound of piercing through the air was endless.

"Boss, let's hide!!"

"There are too many curse nails in the sky. If this continues, no number of gas tanks will be enough."

"I'm so anxious, why is this mask so hard to hit!!"

"I've never been so worried!"

……

The water friends in the live broadcast room were all sweating, wishing to give Fang Yu all their qi for use.

In the live broadcast, Fang Yu looked at the gas tanks flying around and smiled slightly.

Illustrated seven hands, and used guessing and twisting eggs to transform a piece of cloth, which is equivalent to a total of eight hands.

Fang Yu took out another pile of gas tanks from the Qiankun ring.

Each hand grabbed a gas tank and waved it around his body.

The gas tank is filled with qi, which can block the curse nails.

After a clanging sound, a thick layer of curse nails fell on the ground.

But Fang Yu himself was not injured at all.

The mask of evil thoughts absorbs the ghost energy in the air and condenses the curse nails.

The ghost energy around Fang Yu was almost completely absorbed by the mask of evil thoughts.

Ghost Qi is like a liquid. When a place is vacant, the surrounding Ghost Qi will automatically fill in.

It's just that the filling speed is much slower than that of liquid.

As the ghost aura around Fang Yu became thinner and thinner, the mask of evil thoughts needed to condense the nails again, and it needed to be farther away to absorb the ghost aura in the distance.

Now Fang Yu is waiting, waiting for the moment when the mask of evil thoughts shows its flaws.

"Haha, you really have some skills, but don't forget, I have endless ghost energy!" The evil thought mask sneered.

Fang Yu listened intently to the laughter of the evil mask and judged its location.

The mask of evil thoughts kept moving around Fang Yu's body, and a sudden laugh came from 50 meters away.

Fang Yu's eyes lit up, showing a hint of a smile.

50 meters is the location chosen by Evil Thought Mask to continue absorbing ghost energy.

With Fang Yu as the center, a circle of 50 meters around.

This is where the Evil Thought Mask will go next time it absorbs ghost energy.

Fang Yu took out all the gas tanks from the Qiankun Ring and placed them on the ground.

There are more than 80 more.

"You can't see me, so what's the use of having more gas tanks!"

The evil thought mask sneered, and another wave of curse nails was condensed and shot at Fang Yu.

"These gas tanks are enough to blast you to the sky!"

Fang Yu smiled secretly while waving the gas tank with his hand to drive away the flying curse nails.

There were fewer and fewer curse nails in the air. After Fang Yu finished the last wave, the evil mask suddenly lost its voice.

"It's this time!!" Fang Yu manipulated his eight hands violently, and threw the gas tanks in eight directions.

Immediately afterwards, he grabbed the gas tank on the ground and threw it again violently.

The position of the last throw is exactly staggered from the previous one, and the interval between the two throws is only 0.1 second.

The 16 gas tanks are evenly distributed on a circle with Fang Yu as the center and a radius of 50 meters.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Yu picked up the flame Gatling, pulled the trigger and spun it around rapidly.

A circle of fire beads shot out with Fang Yu as the center, just hitting the gas tank.

This series of operations is completed in the blink of an eye, which can be said to be as fast as lightning.

Flame Gatling can't hurt the mask of evil thoughts, but it can break the gas tank and ignite the Qi inside.

Huge roars sounded one after another, and 16 groups of huge flames rose into the air.

The tongues of flame that spread out during the explosion filled the gaps between each other.

A huge donut made of flames seemed to appear in midair.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

A transparent, flame-inaccessible area appears in the flame.

The shape of the area is exactly the shape of the mask of evil thoughts.

"Found it!" Fang Yu's eyes lit up.

Several gas canisters were thrown quickly.

While the previous wave of flames hadn't been extinguished, he blew up the gas tank again.

This time the target was clear, Fang Yu threw a total of six gas canisters.

Front, back, left, right, up, down, huge fireballs spread out, surrounding the mask of evil thoughts.

Every time the mask of evil thoughts moves, the flames will generate corresponding surges.

Let the movement trajectory of the mask of evil thoughts in the flames be seen at a glance.

Fang Yu fixed his eyes on the mask of evil thoughts, and as soon as the flames surged, he would throw the gas tank in the corresponding direction and detonate it.

After more than a dozen gas tanks exploded in succession, the movement speed of the evil mask in the flames was greatly reduced.

"Ding! The mask of evil thoughts is seriously injured and dying. The emotional value is 100/100, and you will get an emotional bean."

In mid-air, the mask of evil thoughts fell down and fell heavily to the ground.

Fang Yu flew several gas tanks in a row again.

The huge fireball burned the rocks on the ground red, like iron blocks.

If it is baked for a while, it may be directly melted into magma.

The mask of evil thoughts can be invisible. If it escapes this time, it will not be so easy to catch it next time.

Fang Yu would rather use up all the gas tanks than kill them all at once.

There were more than a dozen explosions, and Fang Yu was like a wooden gun tool, throwing a gas tank and blowing it up.

"Host, don't blow it up, there isn't even a scum left."

In Fang Yu's mind, the voice of the girl from the system sounded.

Hearing what the system girl said, Fang Yu stopped.

After the heat wave dissipated, Fang Yu approached the center of the explosion.

Hundreds of ghost jades were densely scattered on the ground, but they were all buried in the molten rock.

On the ground, there was only a dark shadow of the mask left, and the rest were not even left.

Fang Yu opened the system interface, and the completion of the elite mission reached [-]%.

Fang Yu nodded after reading it, and put the remaining gas tank back into the Qiankun Ring.

"Is the host drawing rewards for elite missions now?" the system girl asked.

"Not busy, the most important thing now is shrimp slippery!"

"During this time of fighting, she should be promoted to S rank and transformed into a human form!"

With a flash, Fang Yu appeared at the entrance of the RV, opened the door and entered Xiaotiandi directly.

System girl: ...LSP (︶︿︶)＝╭∩╮

Chapter 154 The next destination

"Boss also killed the last A-level pinnacle. In less than ten days, thirteen were killed!"

"Luo Zhenyi, don't you want to see how the boss deals with this weird one? Have you seen it now?"

"I just improved my memory a few days ago, so I didn't dare to beep, big brother, and I forgot it in a blink of an eye. Does your face hurt?"

……

Friends in the live broadcast room, after being happy, they must ridicule Luo Zhenyi.

A while ago, Luo Zhenyi learned how to be good, and she didn't dare to mock Fang Yu anymore.

After seeing the characteristics of the mask of evil thoughts today, I couldn't help ridiculing it again, but my face was slapped.

Water lovers will naturally not miss this opportunity.

"Don't be too happy! Don't forget that there is an S-class monster in the ghost town!"

"I'll put my words here, don't look at Fang Yu's strength now. When you encounter S-level weirdness, you can only run for your life!"

Luo Zhenyi yelled viciously, her facial features were distorted and ferocious, her teeth rattled, and a streak of black blood flowed down the corner of her mouth.

"What's wrong with S-level weirdness? Jia'er is also S-level weird now! Who is afraid of whom!"

"Maybe in two days, we'll be able to witness the first time a ghost hunter kills an S-level weirdo!"

"Little brother is so smart and has so many spirit weapons, S-level weirdness will definitely not be able to help him!"

……

Hearing what she said, the barrage in the live broadcast room paused for a moment, but then, more violent barrages struck.

After Fang Yu returned to Xiaotiandi, he teleported directly back to his room.

Xia Hua was still lying on the corner of the bed, his eyes closed tightly, and the black light around his body was stronger than before.

She didn't become the young lady Fang Yu imagined, which disappointed Fang Yu for a while.

Xia Hua has already entered a state of ecstasy at this moment, and does not respond to the surrounding sounds.

Fang Yu looked at it for a while, and felt that it was better not to bother the shrimp slippery.

Teleported from the room back to the lobby, Fang Yu called out the system girl and drew a lottery.

This place, Fang Yu knew what it was at a glance, it was still the City Lord's Mansion.