Blood splattered and stained Yang Tian's back red, and he snatched the knife from the paper man's hand, but didn't notice the chef who appeared behind him. At that moment, a small black shadow rushed out, and the pig-killing knife in the chef's hand stopped above Yang Tian's head, only to see a big blood hole in the chef's chest.

His eyes widened at the bloody lump of flesh on the ground, which was still trembling slightly, it was a black heart.

The tiny black shadow flickered a few times, and it was already up the stairs. In the blink of an eye, he appeared beside Ling Xueyan. Yang Tian was stunned for a moment, and the paper knife in his hand split the paper man in front of him in half with a back and forth slash, and the large piece of paper that fell was kicked aside by him.

The fat chef hadn't collapsed yet, but his body had stopped a little because of the sudden loss of his heart. But he is a dead man after all, and he has no heart, and it can't affect him in the slightest. The fat chef who came back to his senses was a split, looking at the posture to split Yang Tian in half, it was unforgivable that this little human dared to gouge out his heart.

Solved the paper man hanging upside down in front of him, just now he was suddenly attacked on his back, and now where will he give the fat chef a chance to abuse him. Don't look at the latter fat, the action is quite fast, Yang Tiancai just turned around, the black and red pig-killing knife is already about to get close, if he doesn't react, he really has to separate up and down.

said that it was too late, and then it was too fast, Yang Tian raised the paper knife in his hand and blocked it. His pupils were gradually dilating, and the paper knife, which had been extremely sharp just now, was now extremely fragile under the pig-killing knife, and was cut in half at just one touch.

The blade slashed through Yang Tian's stomach, and he fell backwards, kicking hard with his foot, and the fat chef rolled down the stairs, and he was also injured by the knife. The flesh of the stomach cracked a shallow mark, and the blood flowed downward, although it was a flesh wound, but there was a lot of blood, and Yang Tian's face turned pale.

Look at the fat chef who rolled down the stairs, and got up again, his figure swayed a little, and half of his head fell off his shoulder. "Click" fell to the ground, and now on the fat body, only half of the head is still shaking, and the brain has long been gone, only half of the empty shell remains.

Only his eyes were still moving, and his eyes were looking for Yang Tian's location.

"!" Yang Tian snorted, got up and ran down, the position on the stairs was really not suitable for fighting. But as soon as he came, he regretted it, and the guys on the first floor who were fixed by Ling Xueyan all moved at this time. Especially the woman who had just been thrown away by Yang Tian, she was holding the unscrewed head in her hands, and a pair of round eyes were staring at Yang Tian.

These ghosts and ghosts are really difficult to deal with, unless their bodies are divided into many pieces, it is really difficult to stop their actions. But after all, he Yang Tian is just a student, not a murderer, let him divide the body, he really can't use that kind of means, although the other party is not a living person, it really requires a strong psychology.

Yang Tian hesitated, but they didn't hesitate at all, and they had already surrounded Yang Tian quickly. There was a small black shadow on Ling Xueyan's place, it looked like it should be a black cat, and those paper figures were being crushed by the black cat.

The fat chef is always a bird, his hatred of Yang Tian is not ordinarily light, his heart has been dug up, and now half of his head has been dropped, he is the most handsome one in this shop.

"Bell!" With a loud sound, the pig-killing knife slashed on the blade of a dagger, and Yang Tian had two more military daggers in his hand, and golden runes were written on them. It was just handed over to him by Ling Xueyan secretly, and it was too late to take it out just now, and now he was surrounded by water, so he could only fight hard.

The dagger was Yang Tian's weapon, and he rushed directly into the corpse group with both hands behind his back, his figure was submerged, but he could constantly see the stump and broken arm flying, and the flesh and blood spilled all over him. The thick smell of blood stimulated his nasal cavity, and his consciousness was already a little blackened, but every time the dagger was swung, it could "tear" through those bodies.

On the stairs, the black cat's eyes lit up, and Yang Tian below was too crazy, and his body began to ooze pale green gas, floating around his body. What it saw in its silvery-white pupils were two overlapping figures, and each dagger slashed out some black aura that would bring out some black aura, and then be swallowed by the green aura on Yang Tian's body. Under this progress, the green gas is slowly becoming thicker.

Ling Xueyan naturally noticed all this, and took advantage of the fact that the black cat suppressed those paper figures, so that they didn't dare to move, and she began to look at the battlefield below. Yang Tian's situation began to get strange, and her heart was beating very quickly.

"Ghost control anti-devouring body."

Ghost control technique, this is why Ling Xueyan wanted to eliminate Bai Xue in Yang Tian's body, her worry finally appeared. Once the ghost control technique is reversed, it will become a ghost control technique, even if it is not something that Bai Xue wants, but the ghost qi is something that is not so easy to be completely controlled.

Once the backlash becomes a ghost control technique, Yang Tian may become a ghost man, which is quite a terrifying species. Neither human nor ghost, not treated by the underworld, not subject to reincarnation arrangements, and not afraid of talismans.

This kind of situation is not allowed to happen to Ling Xueyan, the first realm is originally a place where any ghosts can be produced, but the ghosts are too difficult to subdue after all.

Glancing at the black cat that was still fighting with the paper figures, Ling Xueyan jumped directly from the corridor on the second floor to the stairs. She came to the first floor in three or two, and the battle below was over, and the ground was full of stumps, stumps, and skulls rolling everywhere.

Ling Xueyan didn't approach Yang Tian directly, the green gas tumbling on his body was so thick that it could almost drip water, and what was even more terrifying was that he was still absorbing the black resentment floating out of those paper figures in the corridor on the second floor.

Yang Tian turned his back to Ling Xueyan, he turned his head and looked over with a pair of green pupils. Ling Xueyan only felt that her body stiffened, the cold air emitted from the pair of eyes was so cold that he could barely move, her body trembled for a while, and her scalp was numb, just a glare made her feel scared, even in the face of ghosts and gods from hell, she had never been in such a situation.

She was already at a loss, Yang Tian's appearance was clearly changing towards a ghost. The green pupils are printed as if it is a dark hell, and the mind is going to be sucked into it.

"Roar~" Ling Xueyan trembled violently, cold sweat soaked her back, and she saw that in Yang Tian's eyes, there seemed to be a black hell beast opening its big mouth at him.

Suddenly, a black shadow flashed out, and a black palm pressed against Yang Tian's shoulder. The thick green gas seemed to have touched the dust of the vacuum cleaner, and it was rapidly fading.

Ling Xueyan was startled, and a masked figure stood beside Yang Tian at some point, four fangs flashing with a cold light, and a pair of black eyes staring at Ling Xueyan tightly.

With a sound of "pop~", a purple rune paper was pinched in the masked man's hand, light smoke floated up, and the rune paper lost its effect.

Then the cold light flashed again, and the dagger in Yang Tian's hand came up and slashed at the mask on his face. When Yang Tian was sucked out of the green gas on his body, his eyes also returned to their original black, and his consciousness became clear. Originally, there was only one voice in his head: kill, kill all the light.

When the voice disappeared, he saw Yang Jun wearing the mask of the ghost marquis standing in front of him, the black ghost hand on his shoulder, and the burning sensation made his arm numb.

"Ghost Hou, you're finally out." Yang Tian knelt on one knee, he felt that his physical strength was lost very quickly, although there were dozens of flesh wounds on his body, large and small, according to his physique, it was impossible to appear slightly prostration.

How did he know that while the ghost hand absorbed the ghost energy from his body, it also absorbed some of the yang energy in his body, and these would be assimilated into resentment by that black arm.

"There is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no door in hell to break into."

An indifferent voice came from the dark corner of the upstairs, it was a figure whose whole body was black, saying that it was a person, but only a pair of eyes could be seen, and the rest of the place was black. When he spoke, the black of his body floated like a flame.

Except for the ghost marquis, all eyes converged on the black figure upstairs, and Ling Xueyan even recognized that it was Jiang Shi who had come to talk to him last time. The whole one is black from head to toe, and there are still two paper figures behind him, which is quite recognizable.

"It's you."

"You know him?" Yang Tian looked at Ling Xueyan behind him suspiciously, he had never heard her mention such a person. Suddenly, he felt his heart throb violently, his heart trembled, and his body trembled. He was afraid, afraid of the named Jiang Shi.

His eyes widened, and he looked up again at the man upstairs. Unexpectedly, the ghost marquis had already rushed towards him, the speed was extremely fast, and he had no time to react, but the instinct of his body still made him slightly raise the dagger in his hand.

Ling Xueyan also saw Yang Tian's situation, but she was already a step slower, even if she had already raised the fastest speed to run over, it was difficult to save Yang Tian.

The ghost marquis's movements were fast, and the dagger raised by Yang Tian was grabbed by his black ghost hand. In terms of speed and strength, Yang Tian is not half as good as the ghost hand. The military dagger full of runes was snatched away, and Yang Tian had no hope of survival, and the dagger had already slashed towards his neck with a cold light.

At this moment, in Yang Tian's eyes, everything was like the slow motion of a movie, but it was surprisingly fast, the black pupils of the ghost marquis stared at him, and the cold blade of the dagger had already attached to the skin of his neck

ps: It turns out that I was dizzy yesterday because I was going to catch a cold, and I got up today with snot that didn't stop. Ask for the collection of comfort

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