Mysterious recovery

A metallic crash echoed violently.

The opponent made a counterattack, and the strike was equally violent and terrifying.

Yang Jian's hatchet did not hit the opponent, but on a strange big knife. The knife was covered with rust and filth, as if it had been buried in the soil for a long time before it was dug out. In particular, it's just the kind of big knife commonly used in the Republic of China. What's weird is that the edge of the knife is constantly oozing blood, as if it just killed someone, and it can never be wiped clean.

"Spiritual weapons, and not just ordinary spiritual weapons." Yang Jian's face was gloomy.

Although it was only through the medium, it seemed as if it was really doing it. It seemed that the weird rusty knife was very unusual.

However, after the opponent blocked Yang Jian's hatchet, he did not stop because of this, and once again raised the strange rusty knife and chopped it down towards Yang Jian.

"I'm afraid you won't succeed." Yang Jian raised his cracked spear again and fought it.

The hatchets collided again.

The hatchet, which can dismember all spirits, has no effect on the attack at this moment, and the strange big knife covered in rust has not been affected in any way.

And in the same way, the other party's strange sword did not explode with any kind of terrible attack, and Yang Jian himself was not injured.

In such a confrontation, the two sides can only be said to be evenly matched, and no one wins or loses.

No.

Strictly speaking, Yang Jian was slightly at a disadvantage.

Because he was the one who triggered the medium, and the other party only relied on some kind of supernatural power to follow the medium to fight against him, but Yang Jian, who was the first to strike first, didn't take any advantage, which was considered inferior to the other party.

"Yang Jian fought with something, but we couldn't see it. Could it be the murderer?"

Seeing this scene, Li Jun's face changed suddenly, and he immediately wanted to come over to help.

But when he took a step forward, he stopped immediately.

Because he wanted to help but couldn't help.

At this moment, Yang Jian seems to be fighting wits and courage with the air, chopping and slashing indiscriminately.

However, the strange thing is that the sound of metal impact can be heard around every time he slashes, and even Yang Jian is slightly inferior, and after several confrontations, he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

It seemed that the invisible man struck harder and stronger.

"It must be the murderer. Only a murderer will strike so hard, leaving no room for it."

Ah Hong's face also changed slightly: "It's just that we don't know what kind of contact the two sides are using now. Is it Ghost Domain? It doesn't look like it, or is the murderer still hiding around here?"

She couldn't understand either.

Why can the invisible man fight against the visible Yang Jian.

If there is a ghost domain, then Li Jun will definitely be able to find it. Li Jun did not use the ghost domain to interfere, which means that this is not a ghost domain.

"Yang Jian, do you need help? What can I do now?" Li Jun stood there without doing anything and shouted from the side.

"boom!"

The metal-like impact reverberated, the opponent was powerful, no, it was extraordinarily heavy, and the cracked spear in Yang Jian's hand felt like he couldn't pick it up after being hacked, as if being pressed on his arm by a ghost Same.

But the cracked spear is enough to isolate the influence of the supernatural, and it is reasonable for the other party to have an influence on him through the contact of the weapon.

"No, no, it's blood. My hatchet is stained with blood from the opponent's big knife."

Yang Jian noticed a detail. After several encounters, even though many dangers were isolated through the media, some spiritual contacts were still inevitable.

Obviously.

The other party's supernatural weapon is not a simple supernatural weapon, but stores a variety of supernatural powers.

Just like Yang Jian's weapon, it combines the two supernatural abilities of hatchet and coffin nail, as well as a curse that will kill you if you lose your balance.

Seeing that Yang Jian's counterattack was a little slow, the other party immediately took a big step forward, and slashed down mercilessly with the strange big knife covered in rust in his hand.

Both the timing and the angle of this knife were mastered very delicately, as if after special training.

"This guy has practiced martial arts?" Yang Jian was very surprised.

Ghost masters rely on supernatural powers to kill people. It is basically impossible to learn martial arts that have no effect on themselves, because in front of ghosts, embroidered fists and embroidered legs only make you more artistic when you die. role.

But the opponent just learned some sword techniques and fighting skills.

Then there are only two possibilities, either this ghost master graduated from some martial arts academy before, or he has lived for too long, in order to pass the boring time and learn some useful skills.

If it was an ordinary confrontation, Yang Jian would definitely be hacked to death with this knife.

But this is a supernatural confrontation, not a fight with cold weapons.

now.

Yang Jian's body was tilted at an unbelievable angle, and his feet were firmly fixed on the spot. The splitting spear, which was so heavy and difficult to lift, was lifted up at this time and blocked in front of him.

The rusty broadsword passed through the illusory medium and struck Yang Jian's cracked gun.

Although the gun body is full of cracks, it is made of special steel combined with gold, which can not only isolate the supernatural, but also withstand considerable force, so that it will not be crooked once it is used.

The knife was as expected and did not cause any damage.

There wasn't even a hole in the golden spear.

however.

An incredible scene appeared.

However, a bloodstain appeared on Yang Jian's neck. This bloodstain circled around Yang Jian's neck, and blood was oozing out quickly. A cold feeling gradually eroded his whole body along the bloodstain.

"Is this... a spiritual attack?"

He was astonished.

how can that be.

Through the intermediary, the knife slashed on the gold-covered spear, and there was no contact with Yang Jian. Why was he still attacked?

The neck had been severed in its entirety.

Yang Jian's head was sliding down, and it was about to break away from his neck. At the same time, it was not only Yang Jian's neck that was disconnected, but also the control of his body was also rapidly lost.

This is very weird.

You must know that Yang Jian no longer relies on his brain to control his body, but relies on ghost images.

Even if the body is completely gone, he is not in the way.

But now, after this kind of attack came, the feeling of controlling the body was disappearing, and it seemed that a supernatural force was interfering with all of this.

"Yang Jian."

Seeing this, Li Jun's eyes shrank suddenly, and then he drank suddenly, and the will-o'-the-wisps on his body collided suddenly.

Everything around is reflected in the firelight.

The next moment, he appeared in front of Yang Jian, and immediately grabbed Yang Jian's neck, trying to stop his head from falling.

"Yang Jian lost?"

Ah Hong was also shocked.

She never thought that before the murderer showed up, Yang Jian was attacked by a ghost and had his head chopped off.

"Where is the murderer? I'll go find him."

Li Jun pressed Yang Jian's bleeding neck and asked.

He is very impulsive at the moment, wishing to fight the other party desperately.

Yang Jian didn't answer Li Jun, he opened the ghost eye on his forehead without hesitation, and opened the ghost domain to the seventh floor in an instant.

The seven-layer ghost domain is to restart itself.

this moment.

Yang Jian no longer had any hesitation, and directly put himself into a restart state.

The state of itself is reversing.

Just an instant of effort.

The wound on Yang Jian's neck disappeared, and the head that was about to fall returned to its original state.

"Your injury..." Li Jun was taken aback when he saw this scene.

"I'm fine. The other party is not simple. I accidentally got tricked."

Yang Jian's face was expressionless, his eyes were piercing, and he stared at the medium in front of him.

However, the figure who cut off Yang Jian's head didn't attack again. Maybe he saw Yang Jian restart and knew that he couldn't kill him, or maybe he didn't want to continue to consume.

That figure was retreating, gradually merging into the figures of the countless mediums.

Yang Jian wanted to keep the other party, but it was useless.

The medium is beyond my control, the only thing I can touch is the hatchet, and other spiritual forces cannot interfere.

But the hatchet had just been tried, and the other party also had supernatural weapons. In the confrontation, Yang Jian could not take advantage of it, but instead suffered a disadvantage and was forced to restart.

"Is it in that direction? Use the ghost painting to cover the entire area." Li Jun followed Yang Jian's gaze, and his will-o'-the-wisp ignited again, and he was about to open a road to the ghost painting.

Yang Jian stopped him: "It's useless, he doesn't exist in reality, nor does he exist in front of me. I saw him through some kind of psychic medium. Your psychic attack is useless to that guy."

"Then will he still do it?"

"He is leaving, and he has no intention of continuing to attack. I can cut off the medium and interrupt the attack at any time, but I didn't do that. I want to see who that guy is." Yang Jian's eyes flickered, recalling the scene just now.

He has a photographic memory, and what happened just now can be viewed immediately like a photo.

"Yang Jian, did you see clearly?" Ah Hong asked.

Yang Jian pushed Li Jun aside, and stood up slowly: "No, there is always a little distance between him and me attacking each other. Although the distance is insignificant, there are always other media blocking, and those media have interfered. I can't see his face clearly."

"However, his figure is somewhat familiar, and it seems that he is not unfamiliar."

The other party's medium did not appear again, and it seemed that it had really disappeared.

But Yang Jian is still confident that he can find it if he checks one by one, but what if he finds it?

He can't beat that guy even if he fights through the media.

Unless the restart is used to consume the other party.

But Yang Jian felt that this method was stupid and unfeasible.

Because the other party must have other methods that are useless.

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The ghost shadow covering the ground is slowly receding at this moment, and countless media are disappearing from Yang Jian's eyes.

He knew that the terrible murderer was hidden in these countless media.

But after the supernatural confrontation just now, Yang Jian understood that this murderer was not the kind of simple guy he had encountered before, he was a top-notch ghost master, and he was very powerful. Get killed.

As the person in charge, Gao Ming's death at the hands of such a person is indeed not wronged.

As the ghost shadow recedes.

All mediums disappear in sight.

Although Yang Jian found out the murderer, he was unable to kill him, and this time the operation had to be stopped.

"I can't kill him. As I guessed before, it is really not easy to kill a ghost master who is in charge under the nose of the headquarters. Fortunately, this time I only did it through a medium. If we really fight face to face, I really don’t know what’s going to happen.”

He slowly withdrew his gaze, looking at the strange blood stain on the hatchet.

This is the only evidence of the fight just now.

"If it's really face-to-face, let's fight together. If you don't believe it, you can't kill him." Li Jun said.

Yang Jian shook his head and said: "You think too much, you should know the situation in the supernatural circle very well, sometimes there is no advantage if there are more people, and against such a top ghost master, more people will only be a burden, once he If we find a loophole and kill one of us first, then we will only lose even worse."

"And judging from the situation where I fought with him just now, the possibility of us being killed will be very, very high."

Ah Hong said: "Is there no other way? For example, put a curse on him or something."

"What curse could kill such a man?"

Yang Jian asked back: "I can tell from the decisiveness of his attack, he must be a ghost master who has lived for a long time, definitely not the kind of newcomer who just came out, but one who has lived for a long time and is not dead. The ghost master is already a different kind to a large extent."

"It's not easy to die after becoming a different kind."