Mysterious recovery

This supernatural object is so blunt?Can't even cut human skin?

"That's not how knives are used. If you don't trigger the medium, it's scrap iron."

Yang Jian's voice was cold, and he grabbed the spear and pulled it hard.

A strong force made the woman almost lose her grip on the weapon in her hand, she just let go, and because of inertia, her body also staggered and fell towards Yang Jian.

"Liu Yue, be careful, stay away from him."

Another person rushed over from nearby, hugged the woman named Liu Yue, and then retreated crazily.

"It's such a pity, I have already obtained Yang Jian's supernatural weapon." Liu Yue gritted her teeth regretfully.

She shouldn't gamble, she can kill Yang Jian with a single gamble.

If he could back away immediately after getting the spiritual item, and then find a way to use this spiritual weapon to carry out the next attack, then this Yang Jian would definitely die here.

But now, the best chance is gone.

"It's so naive, the chance you thought was just the one I gave you." Yang Jian's tone was indifferent, and the shadows under his feet covered the surroundings.

"From the beginning to the end, I didn't feel that you were a threat, and my supernatural weapon can't be used just by holding it in my hand."

Media trigger.

Yang Jian moved forward with a spear in his hand, understating that he didn't even touch anyone in front of him.

But the next moment.

The woman named Liu Yue froze instantly, and there was a blood-red fissure between her eyebrows, which penetrated deep into her skull and penetrated the back of her head.

"Pfft!"

She immediately looked stunned, and fell to the ground with her eyes glazed over.

No breath at all.

There was only a pool of scarlet blood dripping down from between the eyebrows.

Yang Jian touched the cracked forehead, the wound was slowly healing under the influence of the ghost.

"You came to rescue her. It seems that you have a good friendship. If that's the case, let's send you on the road together."

The spear stood at his feet, and the part belonging to the coffin nail pierced the ghost who was hugging his feet.

Pressed to form.

Li Gui fell asleep, and Yang Jian resumed his actions again.

The man who rescued Liu Yue was terrified at the moment, and he no longer had the courage to fight.

How long before and after.

Yang Jian killed Liu Baimu, Liu Yue, and Zhang Qing who was sitting in a wheelchair. Counting the unlucky guy who was trampled to death, there were already four of them.

Fang Tong, code-named Ghost Bumping Man, isn't dead yet, but he's about to die.

At this moment, the person named Fang Tong has been caught by Feng Quan, and he is being buried bit by bit in an abrupt old grave.

Unable to struggle, only one head was outside, showing a pair of frightened eyes.

Apart from this, other people are also engaged in their own supernatural confrontation.

"Xu Ming, Xu Ming."

A man named Xu Ming was sweating profusely at the moment, and he was being followed by a weird child in a shroud.

The child was like a ghost baby in the starving ghost incident in Dachang City.

As soon as he started, he saw with his own eyes that the child opened his mouth to call someone's name, and a person named Liu Yu just turned his head, and then he died. The body is still lying there motionless.

Now, this ghost child is calling his name again.

"Xu Ming, Xu Ming?"

Guitong stood in front of Xu Ming, raised his head, stared at him blankly, and kept repeating his name.

The strange thing was that the person who spoke was clearly in front of him, but the voice came from behind.

Xu Ming tried to fight against this ghost child with the supernatural power he controlled.

But it's useless to despair.

The shroud worn by the dead seemed to resist the attack of the spirit, rendering him powerless.

"That's right, there's nothing wrong with it. This must be Liao Fan's ghost shouting at people. The ghost shouting at people can't turn back, otherwise you will die if you turn around."

Xu Ming recalled at this moment, the strange power of this ghost child is the same as Liao Fan's ghost shouting.

Considering that Liao Fan had died in the hands of Yang Jian, it was not difficult to guess.

Ghost Shouter was controlled by this little thing.

"Why is this happening? Liao Fan only used his ability a few times to yell at people, but this kid stared at me and kept yelling."

Xu Ming found that the more the ghost boy called his name, the more he couldn't help turning his head back.

Couldn't this thing revive the ghost?

"escape."

Unable to resist, Xu Ming gritted his teeth and turned around to flee into the depths of the ancient house.

Only in this way can he have a little chance.

As soon as he moved, the ghost boy moved too. No matter how fast he ran, the ghost boy always followed him, calling his name behind him.

At last.

Xu Ming couldn't resist this supernatural phenomenon, and couldn't help looking back.

"No, not good."

He realized that something was wrong and wanted to stop his uncontrolled behavior.

But it was too late, this glance of turning back made him trigger the mortal law of killing.

Xu Ming fell directly to the ground.

Guitong stood beside his corpse, tilting his head slightly to look at him: "Xu Ming. Xu Ming."

It's still shouting.

He even squatted down and pushed Xu Ming's body with his small hands.

But Xu Ming was already dead, and the body did not respond.

After squatting for a short while, Guitong stood up again: "Qin Zhifeng, Qin Zhifeng..."

It walked barefoot, called another person's name, and then ran all the way over.

"Woooo!"

At the same time, Tong Qian's grimace was crying, and the crying echoed in the quiet old house, and then formed an echo and returned again.

The speed of echoing in the ancient house seems to be surprisingly fast.

In just a moment of effort, three layers of echoes have been superimposed.

"Hurry up and kill this grimace Tong Qian, don't let him continue to cry, the echo has superimposed this kind of supernatural power..." Someone cried and reminded others in horror.

But before he finished speaking, he froze in place with a sad expression.

At this moment, a supernatural phenomenon appeared beside Tong Qian.

A reflection appeared on the ground.

It was a terrifying ghost figure. The ghost figure on the ground was entangled with Tong Qian's reflection, and was tearing up Tong Qian in the reflection.

soon.

Tong Qian's face changed suddenly. He felt that his skin was tearing, cracking, and bleeding.

The most disturbing thing is that his cries cannot interfere with the ghost on the ground killing his own reflection.

"Make the shadow disappear to avoid being attacked by ghosts." Xiong Wenwen reminded loudly at this moment.

This sentence is equivalent to saying the law of killing ghosts.

"let me help you."

Huang Ziya had already come to Tong Qian's side at this moment, her long black and thick hair hung down and draped over Tong Qian's body, covering his body and the reflection of her feet.

The ghostly figure that emerged from the ground hovered beside Tong Qian who was covered with thick black hair. If he wanted to attack, he had to peel off the hair little by little.

Huang Ziya immediately felt that the hair on her back was being pulled away bit by bit.

But she also controls another ghost.

next moment.

A vague ghostly figure stood behind her, stretching out its thin and slender arms to hug Huang Ziya and Tong Qian together.

This is a ghost hugging a person. The ghost controlled by Huang Ziya can strangle a living person to death, and can also hug herself to form a ghost's protection and prevent other ghosts from harming her.

Immediately, the feeling of the hair being plucked stopped abruptly.

The attack could no longer work, and was blocked by Huang Ziya abruptly.

The grimace was crying, and the voice echoed.

"Little boy, do you think you didn't die fast enough?" a sinister man growled.

This Xiong Wenwen prevented himself from killing Tong Qian.

next moment.

Xiong Wenwen's reflection appeared strangely on the ground again.

Li Gui, who was pestering Tong Qian next to him, turned to Xiong Wenwen.

"Damn, bully my father Xiong?" Xiong Wenwen was taken aback, and hurriedly took out a bamboo tube and drew a lot.

Born!

A distorted font was written on the bamboo stick.

Immediately.

The reflection of Xiong Wenwen that appeared on the ground disappeared quickly, as if it was affected by something, the reflection was covered and could not be shown.

"Damn it." The vicious man was so angry that he wanted to kill someone.

There is no doubt that this Xiong Wenwen has a supernatural item in his hand, which can protect himself from other supernatural beings.

"Hurry up and die, this is Tong Qian's fifth cry."

Xiong Wenwen was still mocking, and raised a middle finger.

"Woooo."

The echo echoed from the old house, and it formed the fifth superposition with Tong Qian's grimace crying.

This time the crying seemed to reach a certain critical point.

moment.

Someone fell to the ground while crying.

One, two, three, four... all four ghost masters died instantly.

The vicious man was also among them, and he fell down and died crying.

But in an inconspicuous place, two ghost masters desperately tried to break open a dilapidated door.

When they fought just now, they had their eyes on the new ghost master named Li Yang.

Two against one, there is no reason to lose.

really.

Li Yang escaped.

He fled into an inconspicuous small room in the ancient house, and then closed the wooden door, which could never be opened again.

The wooden boards had obviously fallen off, and the incomplete wooden door didn't react at all no matter how hard it was bumped at this time.

And the supernatural power can't be affected.