The man was sent to the emergency room for emergency treatment, Mu Jingfan looked at the photo that had just fallen from the man's chest, and the man and his family of three were smiling very happily, but the young man in the photo was killed by the 'Yin Ghost' in front of Mu Jingfan's eyes just now.

"Damn! just let it get away. Mu Jingfan slammed his fist on the seat of the hospital, recalling the smell of blood just now, and he couldn't stop the anger in his heart.

He hated that he hadn't arrived earlier so that he wouldn't have killed them, and he hated that he was too weak to help those people get revenge. Originally, after half a month of training, he thought he was strong enough, but now it seems that it is far from enough, not enough at all.

"Here we go again. "Mu Jingfan once again felt the breath of the 'Yin Soul', and if nothing else, it was the 'Yin Soul' just now. This time, he blessed all the aura on his legs and rushed towards the scene at a faster speed.

"Help, help. "A person shouted helplessly under the slow approach of the 'Yin Soul', and the black qi in his chest continued to flow into the body of the 'Yin Soul', and the wound behind the Yin Soul was also slowly healed under the blessing of the black qi.

"You must die this time. "Mu Jingfan rushed to the scene, didn't stop any longer, and rushed directly to the 'Yin Spirit'.

"Master, you can't stop me from killing. "The black qi is still pouring into the body of the 'Yin Soul', and the aura of the 'Yin Soul' seems to have become a little stronger.

But at this time, Mu Jingfan didn't think about it so much at all, the tiger pounced on the 'Yin Soul', punched out, and his momentum gradually climbed.

The 'Yin Spirit' flashed sideways, passing the fist that Mu Jingfan struck. At the same time, the sword was raised and slashed towards Mu Jingfan's waist, and the air seemed to be filled with a layer of cold air.

Mu Jingfan's hands were immediately withdrawn, and he narrowly caught the sword that the 'Yin Soul' slashed over at his waist. Rao was like this, and the sharpness of the blade also cut through a layer of clothes on Mu Jingfan's body.

The 'Yin Spirit' let out a grim smile, and the other hand had already hit Mu Jingfan's abdomen before he could react. Mu Jingfan's body jumped back, but he didn't expect that the 'Yin Spirit''s hand suddenly turned into a sword and directly pierced his abdomen. Under the heavy blow, Mu Jingfan could only grit his teeth in the air and launch an 'inch step', out of the attack range of the 'Yin Soul'.

Mu Jingfan was half-squatting on the ground, and suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of detachment in his body, and there was not much aura left in his body. After the previous battle, Mu Jingfan rushed over as fast as he could before he had time to rest, and accelerated with his aura throughout the whole process, even if the aura reserves in his body far exceeded that of others, he couldn't bear it.

The 'Yin Spirit' judged that Mu Jingfan had lost his threat, and turned to look at the man again, the cold blade of the sword slowly approached the man's neck, and the black qi gushing out of the man's body became even denser.

Mu Jingfan took a big breath, rushed towards the 'Yin Soul' again, launched the 'inch step', and instantly arrived in front of the 'Yin Soul'. However, the 'Yin Spirit' had already noticed it this time, and it was a rapid sideways movement, which made Mu Jingfan flutter into the air.

At the same time, the sword of the 'Yin Soul' stepped faster on Mu Jingfan's shoulder, and with a slight pull, the sharp blade made Mu Jingfan instantly have a bright red wound from his shoulder to his abdomen.

"You are already doomed. The 'Yin Spirit''s cold voice spoke again, and his arms were raised, aiming at Mu Jingfan and the man.

"Danger!" Mu Jingfan kept moving forward, forcibly holding back the pain, and threw himself aside with the man.

At this moment, the sword in the hand of the 'Yin Spirit' actually came out of his hand and shot at the two of them, if it weren't for Mu Jingfan's timely reaction, both of them would have been pierced by the blade.

"I'll see how you're hiding this time. "The sword in the 'Yin Spirit''s hand shot out again, shooting at Mu Jingfan from two different directions, Mu Jingfan rolled on the spot, dodging one blade, but the other stabbed directly into his calf.

Mu Jingfan let out a loud shout and pulled out the blade from his calf, the man had already fainted under repeated fright, Mu Jingfan glanced at the man, and then at the 'Yin Soul'.

"Master Duhua, today is your time of death. "The 'Yin Spirit' struck again, and the blade burst through the wind, carrying the breath of death on the cold blade.

Mu Jingfan gathered the only remaining aura in his body on his feet, and at the same time carried the man on his shoulder, and forcibly activated the 'inch step', and he immediately disappeared in place and appeared beside the 'Yin Spirit'. The blade of the sword brushed against him.

The 'Yin Spirit' reacted, and a sword slashed at him again. However, Mu Jingfan's 'inch step' was activated again, and he disappeared from the spot again, and by the next time he appeared, he was already extremely far away from the 'Yin Spirit'.

"Cut, did you run away?" When the 'Yin Spirit' turned around again, there was no trace of Mu Jingfan.

Mu Jingfan kept running forward with the man on his back, his physical strength and aura were almost exhausted, and the wounds on his body were bleeding at this time. Not to mention forcibly launching an 'inch step' in such a serious injury, if it wasn't for the forcible support of will, he would have fallen long ago.

Finally couldn't hold on any longer, Mu Jingfan fell to the ground all of a sudden, and the person next to him fell off his shoulder and fell to the ground, seemingly showing signs of awakening.

"Oh no, you have to leave quickly. Mu Jingfan didn't use aura to cover his face at this time, and if his face was seen, it would inevitably cause more trouble.

Before the man woke up, he forcibly dragged his injured leg to the side. Not long after Mu Jingfan left, the man finally woke up and found that there was nothing wrong with him, and the strange person and the monster just now were gone.

"Strange, am I so tired that I had a dream?" the man wondered, then got up and shook his head and left the place, not noticing the blood path left on the ground by Mu Jingfan's departure.

Mu Jingfan leaned against the corner not far away, panting heavily, and when the person left for a while, his body recovered a little, he got up again, and walked hard in the direction of home.

Dragging his tired body, Mu Jingfan finally returned home, he hurriedly took out the bandages and alcohol at home, stopped the wounds on his chest and legs from bleeding, and then wrapped them with bandages.

Because of his lack of experience, Mu Jingfan's bandages were either loose or too tight, and it took him a long time to get all this done. By the time the wound was healed, it was already close to night, and the fatigue of the whole day made him uncontrollable, and he fell asleep deeply.

"Frightened sails, frightened sails. "It's that dream again, it's a familiar place again.

"Who the hell are you? If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have released that 'Yin Spirit'. Mu Jingfan shouted around, but only the continuous calls answered him.

"What should I do next, I can't stop the killing of that 'Yin Spirit' at all, what should I do?" Mu Jingfan sat on the ground in a decadent manner, and the bloody scenes from before kept appearing in front of him.

"Just do what you want, just do what you want. The voice finally replied to him, but before he could react, a bell woke him up.

The wind chimes hanging on the balcony kept making a pleasant ringing sound, but what made Mu Jingfan strange was that the windows were closed at this time, and no wind was blowing in from outside.

"Could it be?" Mu Jingfan closed his eyes, tried his best to feel the trajectory of the aura, and found that the aura slowly merged into the wind chimes. At the same time, he felt the aura of the 'Yin Spirit' again.

"Do what you want to do ... Mu Jingfan groaned, and then immediately put on his clothes and rushed out the door.

The wounds on his body were still aching, although there was a remedy of aura, but only one day was not enough for him to recover, and it was thanks to his rich aura reserves that he was able to recover to this point.

With the guidance of the wind chime, Mu Jingfan already knew the direction of the 'Yin Spirit', but at this time, his left leg was injured, and he couldn't do it as quickly as before.

By the time they arrived at the scene, someone had already died at the hands of the 'Yin Spirit', who was wielding a sword and approaching a couple, both of whom were now full of fear on their faces.

"Hahaha, yes, that's it, fear, despair, and then, die. In a flash of the sword, her husband's head separated from his body and fell to the ground, with a hint of fear and attachment to the world in his eyes.

"Master, you're here, but you can't stop me, hahahaha. The 'Shadow' laughed maniacally, his cold voice sounding rather harsh at this point.

Mu Jingfan's heart was completely ignited by anger at this time, and he glared at the 'Yin Spirit', but the 'Yin Spirit' was still approaching the last remaining wife step by step.

The black qi gushing out of his wife's chest entered the body of the 'Yin Soul', and a layer of armor slowly emerged from the surface of the 'Yin Soul''s body, and the hideous spikes were terrifying.

With a loud shout, Mu Jingfan rushed towards the 'Yin Soul', the fist in his hand burning with a flame-like aura, vowing to completely burn the 'Yin Soul' to ashes.

"You're too weak now. "'Yin Spirit' said, and then he shook hard, and Mu Jingfan bounced out, in his opinion, Mu Jingfan, who had not recovered from his serious injuries, posed no threat to him at all.

Mu Jingfan, who was already so angry that he lost his mind, didn't care what the 'Yin Spirit' was saying, he still rushed up desperately, but the result did not change in any way.

The 'Yin Spirit' seemed to be deliberately trying to play tricks on Mu Jingfan, and did not take the initiative to attack him, just bounced him away again and again.

But at Mu Jingfan's insistence, the 'Yin Spirit' seemed to have lost his patience, and he sent Mu Jingfan flying again, and then turned to face the wife.

"You've lost your worth, die. "The sword in the hand of the 'Yin Spirit' had already been raised, but at this moment, Mu Jingfan rushed over and hugged his hand.

"Run, run. Mu Jingfan let out a hoarse cry, and the wife seemed to finally notice, hurriedly got up from the ground, and then ran forward.

The 'Shadow' kept trying to break free of Mu Jingfan, but Mu Jingfan clung to it, no matter how it attacked. It wasn't until the wife ran out of sight of the two that his strength slowly weakened.

"Now you don't even have the value of killing. "The 'Yin Spirit' punched Mu Jingfan away, looked at Mu Jingfan who was lying on the ground and could no longer stand up, and then turned to leave.

Mu Jingfan's vision gradually blurred, and he desperately wanted to reach out and grab the 'Yin Spirit', but in the end he fainted because of his injuries and was unconscious.

"Sure enough, I'm still too weak. "Mu Jingfan was lying in this open space, his eyes were hollow, and the gap between his strength and the 'Yin Spirit' had widened, so that he had completely lost confidence.