Yan Jinpeng's face was colorless, the blood-colored skeleton rushed towards him, the blood-colored skeleton was condensed by extremely heavy resentment, if Yan Jinpeng was hit by it, even if he was not directly stupid, he would go insane.

"Mr. Ye save me!"

Yan Jinpeng remembered Ye Cheng's methods just now, as if he had grasped the last straw.

Ye Cheng was not in a hurry, with a light click, a fine light shot out, the blood-colored skeleton was defeated, and the temperature in the living room instantly returned to normal, and everyone had not yet reacted, as if in a dream.

Yan Jinpeng's face turned pale, cold sweat surged on his forehead, and several maids in the hall were even more frightened and sat on the ground, when had they ever seen such a terrifying scene?

The blood-colored skeleton suddenly appeared, as if it was an evil ghost, this kind of picture that can only be seen in 3D movies, but it was actually seen in reality, and they were not mentally prepared.

"Carving insect skills!"

Ye Cheng shook his head slightly.

At this point, everyone in the living room looked at Ye Cheng's gaze, and Yan Jinpeng became even more respectful, he forcibly squeezed out a smile and said, "Thank you Mr. Ye for saving your life, it seems that they are really ready to kill me!"

Yan Jinpeng felt a little afraid, if the blood-colored skeleton pounced just now, he didn't dare to think about the consequences.

"If you get caught by that bloody skeleton, it won't kill you. ”

"What will happen then?" Yan Jinpeng was stunned.

"At best, he went insane and was sent to a neurological hospital, or at worst he was completely stupid and only retained basic animal instincts. Ye Cheng explained.

"What!"

The corners of Yan Jinpeng's eyes twitched slightly, and his hands clenched his fists tightly, "Does Mr. Ye have a way to find the person who casts the spell?" I heard from the people on Hong Kong Island that a master with profound mana can not only cast spells, but also find the person who casts the spell with some clues. ”

Ye Cheng looked at Yan Jinpeng and did not speak.

Yan Jinpeng continued: "If Master Ye can find the person who casts the spell, I am willing to give 100 million yuan as a reward!"

"No need to look for it, he's coming. ”

"What?" Yan Jinpeng was shocked.

Then the light in the living room suddenly dimmed, and the originally clear and bright sky suddenly became cloudy, as if a rainstorm was coming.

"Since I'm looking for you, let's go and have a look!" Ye Cheng got up and walked towards the outside of the villa.

Yan Jinpeng didn't know the bottom in his heart, what should he do if Ye Cheng was defeated by someone who came, but he still stubbornly followed Ye Cheng out of the villa gate.

Ye Cheng came to the lake in the villa area, stood with his hands in his hands, and looked at the dense fog on the lake lightly.

Yan Jinpeng stood behind him suspiciously, and waited for a while without any situation happening, "Master Ye, didn't you say that he came, what about people?"

"Right there!"

Ye Cheng pointed ahead.

"Truly, the little guy is not afraid to break the old man's spell. "There was a cold sound in the thick fog of the lake.

"Why pretend to be a ghost and come out for me!" Ye Cheng shouted violently, stomped hard under his feet, and a circle of air waves swept away, and the dense fog on the lake was completely dispersed.

Fifty meters away on the water, a small boat swayed there, with two men standing on board, one in the bow of the boat wearing a shabby robe, with a blood-red gourd hanging from his waist, and a strange cane in his hand.

Behind this person, there stood an ugly man with an ugly face and scars all over his face, he stared at Yan Jinpeng behind Ye Cheng, his eyes were resentful, as if he was from the Nine Hells.

"Wu Tong, it's really you!" Yan Jinpeng jumped like thunder.

"Haha, Yan Jinpeng, you didn't expect it, the fire didn't burn me back then! I fled overseas to avoid death, and today I'm back!" the ugly man Wu Tong laughed.

Yan Jinpeng said angrily: "I should have made up for it in your heart back then, and there would be no trouble today!"

"It's a pity that Lord Yan won't accept me, but Lord Yan said that he misses you very much, let me send you down! I specially invited a priest from Burma, don't let me live up to my kindness!" Wu Tong's face was sinister.

After Wu Tong faked his death that year, in order to prevent Yan Jinpeng's continued persecution, he smuggled to Myanmar incognito, and after more than 20 years of dormancy, he finally waited for the opportunity today.

This Burmese Divine Master is an extremely powerful head lowering master, whether it is Gu magic or domesticating ghosts, he is very powerful, and he is very famous in Myanmar, but he doesn't know how he would be willing to come to Huaxia with Wu Tong to deal with Yan Jinpeng, an ordinary person.

"Little guy, did you break my spell?" The Burmese Divine Master stood at the bow of the boat and looked at Ye Cheng coldly.

"Did you ask me if you came to me to harm people in Huaxia?" Ye Cheng asked rhetorically.

"Haha, I can't go anywhere in the world? The Emperor's Mansion in Russia, the White House in the United States, no one can stop me if I want to go, what kind of thing are you, dare to say such things, even if your division commander comes, you have to kneel down and reply to me!" said the Burmese priest laughed.

Ye Cheng's face turned cold, "With this sentence, you are already a dead man!"

"Look for death!"

The Burmese priest looked cold, and as soon as he raised the cane in his hand, he saw a dark fog gushing out, hovering over the lake, as if he had recognized Ye Cheng, and slammed towards him.

As the black mist hit, it let out a whining ghost crying wolf howl.

"Slash!"

Ye Cheng shouted violently, his fingertips pointed a little towards the void, and a golden ray shot out from his fingertips, the black mist couldn't be dodged at all, and after two wails, it actually dissipated directly.

"What? you killed my domesticated imp!"

The Burmese priest was shocked, he has been domesticated for more than ten years, he is fed with essence blood on weekdays, very ferocious and vicious, even when he encounters an ordinary ghost, he also has the power to fight, and he was killed by Ye Cheng's understated finger, and he couldn't even hide.

In Burma, there are no more than five people who can subdue him, and all of them are big figures who have been cultivating for many years, but in the first battle in China, a young man raised his hand to destroy the little ghost.

"Divine Master Huhan?"

Wu Tong's face also changed greatly, he had been following Master Huhan for ten years, and he had seen this little ghost shoot a few times, each time it was extremely poisonous, and the people and animals targeted by this little ghost were basically all bones.

But before he made a move today, he was killed by the Void Finger?

Yan Jinpeng's face was overjoyed, looking at the expressions of Master Huhan and Wu Tong, he knew that Ye Cheng's ability would definitely make them jealous, so he was at ease today.

"Boy, who are you?" Divine Master Huhan's face was shocked, just looking at Ye Cheng's hand, he knew that he was not an opponent.

In this case, it is better to ask the other party's origin, and after returning to Myanmar, it is better to move the rescue troops to find the field.

"The man who killed you!"

Ye Cheng's eyes sank slightly, his feet stomped, and his body seemed to be like a spring, bounced up several meters high, turned into a parabola, and moved towards the boat on the lake.

"What?"

Seeing that Ye Cheng was so decisive, he actually shot directly, and Master Huhan's face changed greatly.