Mysterious recovery

Throwing an enamel teacup unexpectedly blocked Yang Jian's knife from falling.

The enamel teacup is not a psychic item, just an ordinary item.

But the hatchet can only dismember ghosts and living people, but it just can't smash ordinary objects.

"Ghost Domain couldn't affect the boat, so did you change your position? It's a good method. This knife is very dangerous, but it also has great shortcomings." The one-eyed old man took advantage of this opportunity to grab Yang Jian's spear with a cold face.

He seems to know Hatchet's past.

"Bring it."

The one-eyed old man snatched the spear from Yang Jian's hand, but after getting it, his face changed suddenly and he threw it out again.

One of his arms instantly became extraordinarily cold, and the breath of life on his body was rapidly dissipating.

He seems to be dying soon...

"Is it a curse of mortal death?" The woman hurriedly took off her coat, and then put it on the one-eyed old man.

The woman's clothes faded quickly, becoming rotten and old.

But the curse of death on the one-eyed old man was disappearing.

obviously.

The curse was transferred, transferred to that piece of clothing, so that the one-eyed old man avoided the risk of being killed by the curse.

As for the woman who took off her coat, there was a new coat under her clothes, the style was similar, but the color and pattern were different.

It is impossible to imagine how many coats this woman has worn without looking bloated.

"My things are not so easy to get." Yang Jian stepped back, grabbed the thrown spear, and landed on the water not far away.

He still didn't sink.

"It's really going to kill people if you continue to attack." Boss Liu said: "You have no chance of winning against the four of us by yourself. You should stop. Dealing with this lake is the top priority."

He didn't choose to take the opportunity to make a move just now, because he felt that the matter was not serious enough to be irreversible.

Chapter 83: The Vicious Dog Leaping Out of the Water

After a short contact between Yang Jian and the group on the black boat, neither of them took advantage of each other.

Obviously, the other party is not the kind of existence that can be easily killed. Although these people did not use any means, they were able to block his sixth-level ghost domain, and they still had a certain understanding of the hatchet and knew how to restrain it.

He wondered if the hatchet in the hand of the tall male corpse in the Caesar Hotel was famous in the spiritual circle back then.

It seems that the ghost masters of the previous generation are more familiar with it.

"The four people on the other side are not of the same mind. Some people want to kill our group, and some people don't want to get involved in this dispute. Otherwise, the four people shot together in just a moment."

After a trial, Yang Jian learned a lot of information.

The faceless man and the peacemaker didn't do anything, the woman was the most resolute, and the one-eyed man in the lead was hesitant before, but he still preferred to do it.

"These ghost masters of the older generation are indeed not simple. It's rare to see Yang Jian not taking advantage of his actions." Cao Yang saw this scene not far away, and he said in a low voice.

He and Yang Jian are old acquaintances.

They met after the starving ghost incident in Dachang City. At that time, Yang Jian was still a newcomer, and he had just joined the headquarters not long ago.

However, out of his understanding of it, Cao Yang understood that this guy Yang Jian would not have the idea of ​​probing at all. He must be rushing to kill the opponent. The opponent blocked the attack with strength.

But be aware.

Now there are only a handful of people in the spiritual circle who can resist Yang Jian's attack, and Cao Yang himself does not have the confidence to completely resist it.

"We can take action when necessary, and I won't hesitate this time." Ah Hong said calmly and decisively.

Cao Yang signaled; "Don't worry, wait a little longer, there are still people on the other side who haven't made a move. If we make a move now, it will only cause trouble. Only when the right time comes can our move play a decisive role."

He is not impatient.

At this moment, it is more important for them not to make a move than to make a move. The other party must be wary of themselves and Ah Hong.

"A very thoughtful young man, there is some kind of mortal curse on the spliced ​​spiritual weapon, is it to prevent it from being easily taken away? It's a pity, just now you did it alone, and there were four of us. "

The curse on the one-eyed old man dissipated at this moment, he is not dead, but there is a solemn look in his eyes.

This person is not on the same level as the paper man who broke into the ancestral hall during the day.

This young man is even more terrifying. If he is not careful, he will really kill him. It seems that this person is the leader of this pedestrian.

"The number of people in the supernatural circle is never the key to victory or defeat." Yang Jian stood on the cold, silent lake with a split spear in his hand, and he took a slight look at the place touched by the one-eyed old man just now.

The handprint is left, the medium is formed.

But this hidden look was noticed by the one-eyed old man, his face changed slightly and he immediately shouted: "Do it..."

"Did you notice it? It's a pity it's too late." The hatchet in Yang Jian's hand moved again.

A black ghost covered the cracked spear.

Media trigger.

The figure of a one-eyed old man appeared in front of his eyes. All he needed to do was to cut the knife, and the old man would be dismembered by the curse of the hatchet, and there was no way to stop this kind of attack.

However, just when Yang Jian was about to cut it off, suddenly his hand froze, and his raised arm froze in mid-air.

The knife that is about to touch the media can no longer fall.

"Don't pretend that other people don't exist. You were too close to me just now. That knife didn't kill me, the old woman. You were the one who was unlucky." The woman said coldly.

I don't know when, the color of Yang Jian's clothes gradually faded, and the style changed, and it turned into a shroud that was worn by a person who was buried. And as this change continued, his skin color also changed rapidly. It was dim and black, and a stench of rotting corpses permeated the air.

this moment.

Yang Jian felt as if he was tightly hugged by a ghost, and his body could not move like a ghost pressing a bed.

"He couldn't live, he was wearing a dead man's clothes, which was worn by a dead man."

The woman said: "This is the worst piece of clothing I have. I have to wash it every other day, otherwise the ghosts will come out of the clothes. I spent a lot of time sewing such a piece of clothing. "

It is unknown when this dead man's clothes were worn on Yang Jian's body, or this clothes does not need to be worn at all, it exists in an incomprehensible way, and can be lodged on any piece of clothing.

"It's a pity." Boss Liu at the side sighed when he saw this.

Wearing such a murderous garment on such a young man is indeed very deadly.

It seemed that they took advantage of it just now, but it is a pity that this young man doesn't understand their methods, so he has lost his way.

"Can it be killed?"

The pale eye of the one-eyed old man stared at Yang Jian.

"What? Can't you trust my clothes?" The woman also said with a sullen face.

The one-eyed old man stopped talking, he needed to observe again, after all, he was still alive, and he would not relax his vigilance until he was completely dead.

"Yang Jian..." Not far away, Ah Hong called out, ready to make a move.

Cao Yang signaled: "There is no result yet, what's the hurry."

At this moment, under Yang Jian's ghostly eyes, he saw that the clothes he was wearing were not clothes at all, but a ghost. The ghost was sewn into the clothes and wrapped him tightly. , as if a dead man wrapped around your body in a strange posture.

The people who watched were horrified.

"You want to kill me with just one piece of clothing?"

Yang Jian twisted his neck with difficulty, and he spit out such a sentence.

"When death is imminent, you still talk hard, and you can't take off the dead man's clothes once you put them on."

The woman sneered: "Even if you can bear it, how much strength do you have to deal with us?"

"So why do you think I stand on the lake and fight with you?"

When Yang Jian spoke, his body began to sink slowly.

He quickly submerged into the lake.

Although his body was unable to move, and the death clothes on his body restricted him, it did not prevent him from sinking.

soon.

Yang Jian's whole body sank into the cold lake water.

Ripples appeared on the surface of the lake.

But Yang Jian has disappeared.

It is impossible to know how deep he sank, only to know that he has completely disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"Sinking into the lake?" Boss Liu hesitated for a moment, then looked at the faceless man behind him.

The faceless man remained motionless and did not express any opinions.

The one-eyed old man in the lead squinted his eyes, as if he felt that this matter would not end so easily, and that young man would not be killed so easily.

"not good."

Suddenly, the woman realized what was happening and her face changed suddenly: "He wants to use the lake water to take off the dead man's clothes on his body."

Under normal circumstances, there is no way to take off the dead man's clothes.

But this is not the normal situation.

Yang Jian sank into the lake, he continued to go deeper, until he was about to reach the bottom of the lake, the dead man's clothes on his body changed.

The tight clothes on his body began to loosen, and the buttons on his body also untied on their own.

Clothes no longer bound him.

The ghost wrapped around him also stopped eroding him at this moment.

In the lake water, even a ghost can sink, let alone this man-made dead man's clothes.

soon.

Yang Jian took off this dress in the water and left it at the bottom of the lake forever.

This thing is indeed dangerous, and it cannot be left alone, nor can it be returned to that woman.

"Whoa!"

After a moment.

There were waves on the calm lake, and Yang Jian rushed out of the lake again, his body was wet but the dead man's clothes had disappeared.

"We continue."

Yang Jian raised the spear in his hand again.

Medium triggers, cuts down again.

This time there was no accident, the one-eyed old man's medium was directly beheaded.

moment.

The one-eyed old man standing on the black boat felt a strong sense of crisis.

"Are you coming at me again?" The one-eyed old man narrowed his eyes slightly. He felt that Yang Jian was attacking him, but he couldn't counter it.

Because there is no way to stop this kind of spiritual attack, you can only resist it by yourself.

next moment.

A hideous gash appeared on the neck of the one-eyed old man, and then the gash was torn open.

Blood splattered.

A human head lost its support and fell directly from the neck.

"Oops."

Boss Liu on the side shrank his eyes when he saw this, and hurriedly reached out to catch the falling head, preventing it from falling into the ghost lake and making it impossible to salvage.

"It's really worthy of a knife that can dismember even a ghost, but it's just dismemberment."

However, the one-eyed old man was able to speak with his eyes open when his head was separated from his neck. He stared at Yang Jian, letting the blood flow from his body.

"You can't even die like this? Sure enough, you are also a different kind." Cracks also appeared on Yang Jian's neck.

The curse is mutual, but he has a ghost that can splice the body, so it can make up for the side effect.

"It's so easy to be killed. I would have died a long time ago. If I live for a long time, there are always some means."