Fang Yue raised his flaming palm, burst into trouble, and slapped it towards the bride with one palm.

There was a loud bang, obviously hitting one person, but it seemed to hit the whole mansion.

The bride's body was slapped backwards, injured by the fire, and her mouth let out a terrible scream, full of unforgettable resentment.

Not like a human voice, but like an owl crying at night.

The entire mansion shook violently, as if it was about to collapse.

Fang Yue was unforgiving, rushed forward with an arrow, and another type of flame palm was slapped out, the palm wind was whistling, with a burning breath, and there was a posture of taking advantage of your illness to kill you.

"Bang".

The wedding table full of dried fruit incense candles flew out, blocking Fang Yue's way, and was split in half by Fang Yue's palm.

The bride had a momentary respite and screamed like a cat crying in the middle of the night.

In an instant, the whole mansion was in an uproar, and the things in the courtyard, whether living or not, jumped and flew away.

Fang Yue was not afraid, relying on his strong body, he recognized the direction where the bride was located, and rammed over.

He has now deduced the "fire and iron body" of such hard skills down one level, reaching the second level, and his physical body is even tougher.

If you don't have enough strength, an ordinary sword can't hurt him.

Whether it was the tables, chairs, trees, stones, tiles, etc., Fang Yue ignored them and rushed over.

And there is one who stands in the way, and one palm splits it.

Several faceless guests blocked Fang Yue's way, and Fang Yue slapped several flame palms at them.

Like a fat and delicate bug, their bodies burst apart, splattering strange juices.

Fang Yue didn't dare to let the juice get on his body, so he had to retreat temporarily, and at the same time, he used a scorching palm wind to blow away the juice that splashed over.

But at this moment, in the chaos, the bride suddenly appeared behind Fang Yue silently.

Her little hands, which were as white as jade, turned iron blue at this moment, and the nails on her fingers stretched out several feet, which were also iron blue, glowing with a cold light.

Taking advantage of Fang Yue's efforts to avoid the juice that burst out of the faceless guest's body, the bride's five iron blue nails several feet long, like five sharp blades, plunged straight into Fang Yue's back.

Just as her nails were about to touch Fang Yue's back, a powerful hand reached over and grabbed her iron-blue wrist.

"Got you!"

Fang Yue didn't know when he turned around, with a slight sneer on his face.

Holding the bride's wrist with his left hand, he lifted the flame palm with his right hand, and the red palm slapped down on her viciously.

One palm, two palms, three palms, four palms......

The flame palm with a burning breath slapped unscrupulously on the body of the bride Zi Yuanna, dispelling the resentment condensed in her body little by little.

……

When Fang Yue rose up and attacked the bride, Fang Baoliang was not idle.

He drew his sword and slashed at the old man beside him.

The old man's arm was cut off by him, but there was not the slightest blood gushing out, and there was no painful look on his face, and the arm that fell to the ground turned into a piece of straw.

Fang Baoliang snorted coldly, and chopped off the old man's head with a knife.

After the old man lost his head, a wisp of black gas appeared on his body, a strange look flashed in Fang Baoliang's eyes, he reached out and grabbed the wisp of black gas, and sent it to his mouth.

After swallowing that wisp of black qi, Fang Baoliang showed an intoxicated look on his face, as if he was quite enjoying it.

And the body of the old man on the ground completely turned into a broken scarecrow with a lost head.

Fang Baoliang didn't revel for long, because the entire mansion began to tremble, and all kinds of things in the courtyard flew towards Fang Yue.

Fang Baoliang glanced at Fang Yue and saw that he was on a rampage, so he turned around and looked around, looking for his target.

He saw the maids who looked exactly like them, and with a sinister smile, he threw himself at them with his knife.

One by one, he cut them in two.

A few maids also had black gas on their bodies, but it was much less than the old man's, and the sum of several was not as much as the old man's.

Fang Baoliang didn't dislike it, he took all the black gas in his hand and swallowed it in one gulp.

However, the bodies of several maids disappeared, and they did not turn into their original forms like old men, and they did not know where they had gone.

Fang Baoliang didn't care, carrying a knife, and walked towards the faceless guests who were wriggling on the ground.

The ground was shaking, and everything in the mansion was leaping in the direction.

Fang Baoliang ran in front of those faceless guests in a few steps, and one knife was one.

Their bodies are slashed, and the juice bursts out.

Fang Baoliang's body was stained with juice, especially the exposed skin on his face and hands, and after the juice was stained, it began to corrode the skin.

However, Fang Baoliang just frowned, and didn't care, this bit of corrosion didn't have much impact on him at all, and he would soon recover on his own.

There is less black energy on the faceless guest, much less than the maid.

Fang Baoliang killed two and lost interest.

He looked at the place where Fang Yue and the ghost bride were fighting.

At this time, Fang Yue had already grabbed the ghost bride, and with every flaming palm, the ghost bride would let out a vicious and sharp scream, piercing the eardrums.

And with the fire damage of the flame palm, wisps of black qi began to rise from her body, dissipating between heaven and earth.

Fang Baoliang couldn't help but swallow his saliva and approached the ghost bride.

The red hijab on the ghost bride's head had been torn off during the battle, revealing not a delicate face, but the rotting flesh of a withered insect.

However, Fang Baoliang's eyes were filled with greed and eagerness, as if the demon had seen a peerless beauty.

Of course, he was looking at the black gas coming out of the ghost bride.

He stretched out his hand, scooped up the loose black gas, and devoured it.

……

Fang Yue didn't know how many palms he made, and finally slapped the ghost bride away.

A large part of the wisps of black qi that escaped fell into Fang Baoliang's abdomen.

The mansion shook violently, as if the sky had collapsed.

Then, the bustle of the lights disappeared and was replaced by the woods in the darkest hours before dawn.

The starlight was sparse, and the surroundings were dark.

Fang Yue took advantage of that meager light to look at Fang Baoliang, who was standing still opposite, and did not speak, his expression was slightly guarded.

After a while, a ray of morning light pierced the sky in the east, dispelling the last darkness before dawn.

Fang Baoliang finally opened his eyes and moved his hands and feet.

Seeing that his eyes were clear, Fang Yue relieved his heart and said, "How do you feel?"

"It's good."

"If you come alone now, will you be able to handle this female ghost?"

Fang Baoliang thought for a moment and nodded.

Fang Yue didn't say anything more, his gaze looked at a broken big red sedan chair in the woods, which was stained with mottled blood.

The source of resentment is probably this sedan chair.

Fang Yue stepped forward and lifted the curtain, and there was indeed a rotting corpse of a bride inside, emitting a foul smell.

The bride's wedding dress was messy, and she should have been humiliated before her death.

From these clues, it is speculated that she should have just gotten married on the day of the Haikou invasion.

Unfortunately, he was bumped into, and the people in the greeting party were killed and fled, but the bride was hijacked by the sedan chair of the Haikou people into the woods next to it.

The latter scene can be imagined.

Fang Yue sighed, and said to Fang Baoliang: "Find some branches and firewood, and burn this sedan chair." If you keep it, the resentment may gather back into ghosts. ”

The two of them looked around for branches and firewood that could be burned, and piled them all up next to the sedan chair.

When it's almost over, light the fire with a fire fold.

The raging flames devoured the sedan chair and the corpse of the bride in the sedan chair.