Chu Deyang's pupils widened, and he looked down at the vines that passed through his chest.

There was confusion in his eyes, with incomprehension.

He wanted to know if the vine that passed through his chest was a combat skill or a means of ghostly transformation.

And the young man with cold eyes at this time, whether he is a human or a ghost.

It was the last question left in his mind as he collapsed into a scarlet puddle.

"Nine Masters ......"

"Nine Masters ......"

At the moment when the red mist dissipated within ten meters, several of the bandits in the body, when they saw the figure of the Nine Masters, their hearts that were originally full of fear suddenly seemed to have found the backbone.

However, before they could rejoice, they saw a vine like a snake burst out of the water and passed directly through the chest of the Nine Masters.

Seeing this scene, the bandits panicked.

They want to be angry, but they can't burn it, but they are more occupied by fear.

There were even a few bandits who threw their knives on the ground in a panic, and without looking back, they got into the red mist ten meters away, and ran in the direction they thought they could run out of the red mist.

It's just that when they get into the red mist, they don't know that their fate is actually predestined.

Yes! Yes! Yes!

The miserable cry is like a sheep falling into the abyss, so helpless, so pitiful.

......

Beads of sweat erupted from Mo Fan's forehead, even the cold rain couldn't beat it, and after killing the nineteenth bandit with one blow, he hurriedly turned around and returned to the red mist ten meters away.

Like the bandits who ran back into the red mist, he had encountered the goblin.

Fortunately, he suffered only minor injuries.

Unfortunately, the goblin was too fast for him to see what it looked like.

However, he still saw from the shadow of the red mist and the claws that fell on his chest, and found that the other party should be as big as a human.

Especially from the other party's claws, it is not difficult to see that this should not be a ghost of the unjust soul, but a bit similar to the corpse puppet in Nanliang Village.

This is a little unexpected, based on the contact with the ghost in the last half month, he still thinks this is a more powerful soul?

Because of the unjust souls he has met in the past half a month, several of them can control the wind and fog.

It's just a small range, no more than three meters away.

So he thought that he had met such a ghost this time, but who would have thought that it wasn't.

This is a bit trickier, and unknown goblins represent more danger.

Judging from the speed of the other party, if he is bent on killing him, it will be difficult for him to have a chance of survival.

At the same time, Mo Fan also knew very well that after this ghost killed those bandits, he would come to deal with him again.

And this is the reason why beads of sweat are secreting from his forehead at the moment, because from this it can be seen that this ghost has a high IQ, and not only knows how to take advantage of the panic caused by his sneak attack on the nineteenth bandit, but also attack the nineteenth bandit again.

Secondly, after he killed the nineteenth bandit, he did not hesitate to choose to attack him.

After missing the blow, he changed his strategy and targeted the bandits who were scattering and fleeing.

In all its manifestations, IQ is simply more terrifying than most human beings.

With such a powerful ghost, he was also very frightened in his heart.

Especially with the sound of screams, his heart was like a drum.

Boom! Boom! Bang and dance.

Coupled with the red mist within a range of ten meters that had been restored to its original state, Mo Fan knew very well that his only advantage was gone.

He also thought about taking advantage of the ghosts to hunt those bandits, and fish in troubled waters to leave this red mist.

But after hearing the screams of the bandits who fled in all directions, he knew that this red mist was not so simple.

Otherwise, more than a dozen bandits scattered and fled, even if that ghost was powerful, there would be so many bandits running out of this red mist.

However, judging from the screams he heard, the bandits had died at the hands of the goblin.

In other words, none of the bandits escaped from this red mist.

So, his only choice now was to stay where he was and wait for the goblin to strike at him.

In this way, he can find the flaws of the other party and get a glimmer of life.

Time passed, and in addition to the sound of rushing rain in the red mist, only the sound of Mo Fan's gentle breathing remained.