"Die! You give me death! ”

Zhang Tao's eyes were cold, and when he rushed to the front of the ghost, he twisted the wooden stool leg he carried with him, and slammed it regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, splitting his head and covering his face.

Regardless of whether his physical attack has any effect or not, he will fight first.

Perhaps because of the influence of the power of the fire jackdaw in the sea of knowledge, every swing of his struck firmly on the disembodied ghost head, and then its body gradually appeared from the void.

For a while, the head was drunk, and the ghost who beat it was called a grievance and bewilderment, and before it could react, it was beaten first and suspected of being a ghost.

Immediately afterwards, it looked at Zhang Tao's resentful gaze and became a little frightened, and subconsciously dodged to the side, not daring to touch the moldy head of the plague god in front of it.

As the ghost dodged and escaped, Zhang Tao had to run around and chase after each other.

So, in the eyes of everyone, there was a funny picture of Zhang Tao jumping up and down, showing his teeth and dancing his claws.

They couldn't see the whereabouts of the ghost, but they could see Zhang Tao punching and kicking at the dark air, and his expression was very fierce and violent.

The crowd couldn't help but laugh.

"Shhhh What is this kid doing...... Jumping gods? ”

Fang Zhibai frowned slightly, a little puzzled by the young man in front of him, and muttered: "I've seen a lot of demon hunters' demon subjugation moves, but I really haven't seen him in such a way." ”

"Indeed, the way I look at him is a bit like a ruffian throwing and fighting..."Someone couldn't help but rub his chin and echo.

"It's... This may be Mr. Zhang's ancestral demon-slaying technique. ”

At this time, Li Yanran, who was standing in the crowd, felt a little dissatisfied when she heard everyone's playful comments on her admiration for men, and immediately stood up timidly and explained: "He, he can really see ghosts." ”

When everyone heard her words, they looked at each other, and they all put away their contempt, revealing solemn expressions.

No matter what the other party's strength and cultivation are, just relying on the other party's ability to see the ghosts and ghosts is worth looking at them differently.

After all, these martial artists with strong blood and strength are not like Taoist priests who can open the eyes of the heavens, and monks who awaken the eyes of the Buddha, in the face of the existence of ghosts and ghosts, they are powerless, they can only scratch the blind with both eyes, passively defend, and cannot cause effective damage to the ghosts.

"Ahh Damn, there's something attacking me? ”

Suddenly, someone screamed in pain, his face was extremely pale, and the cold sweat on his forehead couldn't stop flowing down.

When Fang Zhibai heard this, he was shocked, and hurriedly turned his head, not paying attention to Zhang Tao, who was in full swing in the field, he rushed to the companion who was attacked by the ghost, and said nervously: "Qian Jing, how are you, are you seriously injured?" ”

"I was just tapped on the shoulder, and now half of my body can't move."

Icy cold, numb.

Qian Jing's whole body was stiff, the qi and blood in his body were stagnant, and the arm holding the weapon couldn't move directly, as if it had turned into an ice cube, and the breath of the whole person became a little sluggish.

"I'll expel the yin qi in your body for you!"

Fang Zhibai didn't say a word, and directly lifted the robe on the other party's right arm, only to see that there was an extremely black palm print on the other party's shoulder, which was constantly exuding a cold and strange aura.

"It's a ghost!"

He was still well-informed, looking at the ghost handprint in front of him, his face instantly became extremely solemn, and then he slowly poured his pure internal power into the other party's body to dissolve this cold ghost power.

Most of these martial artists present were cultivators of the First Heaven Refining Blood Realm and the Second Heaven Quenching Bone Realm, without the help of special magic weapons, they could not distinguish where the Yin Soul Spirit Body existed, and they were really powerless, and they were very aggrieved.

Unless, their strength can reach the cultivation of Zhao Baihu's Triple Heavenly Transformation Realm, then they can release their internal strength and form a Gang Qi Protective Body, without fear of the attack of the Yin Soul Spirit Body.

Then he calmly gave an order: "Everyone urges the qi and blood in the body, don't let the yin things take advantage of it, as long as our yang energy is strong, these sneaky people can't get close." ”

"Yes!"

Everyone gathers firewood and the flame is high!

All the Sky Patrol Guards shouted in unison, and their bodies began to boil, and the temperature in the vicinity soared rapidly, melting the snow under their feet into a puddle of clear water.

"Sister, let's hurry up and squeeze inside..."

Seeing this scene, Li Feipeng's pupils constricted, his whole body was cold, and he felt like a man's back, the two of them did not have any cultivation, and they could not stimulate the yang vitality in their bodies to prevent the invasion of ghosts.

"Ahh Hell, I see a ghost! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he had just pushed his sister into the queue of the Sky Surveyors, when he turned his head and saw a bloodied ghost figure pounced on him ten paces behind him.

He looked at the distorted face, a little familiar, the other party seemed to be a loyal guard in his own mansion before his death.

"Help me! Save me! Please save me..."

The next moment, Li Feipeng rushed forward in a panic and hurriedly sent a distress signal to Fang Zhibai and other Sky Survey Guards.

"Li Gongzi, I'm sorry, I can't do anything!"

Seeing this, Fang Zhibai shook his head helplessly, and refused the other party's call for help without hesitation.

He was still helping his companions expel the cold qi in his body, and he really had no lack of skills, and he had more than enough strength to do so, and said: "We have a body of kung fu, but when we face an invisible ghost, it is like a punch on cotton, and we can't use it..."

After explaining, he didn't say a word and continued to help his companions wholeheartedly heal their injuries.

"Please, save my brother, I'm left with one relative..."

Li Yanran cried pear blossoms with rain, after hearing Fang Zhibai's explanation, he showed despair, fell to his knees with a plop, looked miserable, and kept begging: "As long as you can save my brother, I am willing to make cattle and horses for all adults, and you can do anything!" ”

"Miss Li, there is really nothing we can do, we have a specialization in the art industry, unless it is the brothers of the Demon Slaying Hall here, they have a way to deal with it."

Seeing this, Fang Zhibai felt a little unbearable, and couldn't help but explain again: "It's not that we don't want to save it, but that our brothers and I can't protect ourselves now, if we take the liberty of making a move, we will expose flaws and let the ghosts in the shadows have a chance!" ”

In the face of the two choices of Li Feipeng and his brother's safety, he really chose his brother.

Before Zhao Baihu returns, he wants to ensure the safety of his own people......

He didn't dare to take any chances, he didn't dare to risk the lives of the remaining brothers!

"What to do? What to do? ”

After receiving this unacceptable reply, Li Yanran smiled miserably, instantly became depressed, and muttered to herself in a low voice: "Brother... You can't die... I can't let you die...."

"Brother Ziqian, save me!"

Li Feipeng's face was as dead as ashes, and when he saw the fierce ghosts behind him pounce on him, he tore open his gong-like throat and sent out a tragic and desperate cry for help to Zhang Tao, who was a hundred meters away.

Before he could finish his words, his voice stopped abruptly, like a big male duck choked by the neck, unable to make any sound, and then he fell straight to the ground, incapacitated.

Ghost upper body!

At this moment, Li Feipeng was desperate to find that his body had become stiff and cold, the scarlet eyes that suddenly appeared in front of him were rapidly expanding, and a distorted face with blurred flesh and blood was weirdly and rapidly pressed towards him.

"It's over!"

The last thought that crossed his mind before consciousness faded.

"Huh? What's wrong with it? ”

Zhang Tao's face was impatient, he finally grabbed the ghost in front of him, and was about to use the fire jackdaw's dark eye to kill the other party, when he heard a miserable and desperate wail from behind him.

In the next second, he turned his head to look behind him, and immediately saw the scene of Li Feipeng being ghosted.

"What a hassle!"

Seeing this, he muttered helplessly and said, "If you don't succeed enough, you will lose more than anything, and it will pull me back!" ”

Without saying a word, his eyes froze, and he suddenly shot out a sharp gray light, shooting directly at the ghost who was caught in front of him, and then he didn't have time to check what reward was given on the [Demon Illustrated Book], turned around and rushed in the direction where Li Feipeng was.

He couldn't just watch the other party die a tragic death and remain indifferent.

At the very least, the wages owed to him must be paid before he dies.

"Quack!"

In a hurry, he let out a strange shrill old owl cry.

The sound of the sermon continued to echo in the empty courtyard, and the scalps of everyone listening to it tingled for a while, and the eyes that looked at him became jealous.

"Shhhh What is the identity of this kid? Why are there so many strange moves? ”

Listening to the mournful cry of an old crow in their ears, everyone was in an uproar, and they couldn't help but let out a burst of exclamation.

"Quack..."

"Peng Shao, you haven't given me the reward you owe me, you can't die!"

The hoarse and piercing voice of the old eagle continued to sound, and Zhang Tao had already appeared in front of Li Feipeng who fell to the ground, and he kept patting the other party's cheeks, trying to wake up the other party and prevent the other party from completely losing consciousness.

He is very experienced when it comes to ghosts!

Not long ago, he was succumbed to Fusheng's Yin Ghost in his study, and at that time, he learned how to use the Flame Raven's Yin Eye, and he also got a powerful pill that even warriors can only dream of!

In the face of ghosts, as long as you keep your mind firm and your consciousness is not lost, you will not be scattered... There is still a silver lining.

"Bang Bang!"

The crisp sound of the slap was particularly harsh in the silent darkness.

"Wake up, wake me up!"

Zhang Tao was so anxious that he slapped the other party's cheeks while pulling the other party's eyelids with his fingers and forcibly making the other party open his eyes.

As long as Li Feipeng can open his eyes, he can use the Eye of the Netherworld to devour the powerful ghosts and ghosts in the other party's sea of consciousness.

"Uhh

Li Feipeng screamed miserably, his face twisted hideously, and his eyes slowly opened, and his pupils were full of fear and pain.

"It's okay, as long as you can open your eyes, I still have a way!"

Zhang Tao smiled, looked at Young Master Li, who was swollen into a pig's head by himself at his feet, and couldn't help but say to himself happily: "It's all for the sake of you who usually pay an extra one or two silver, otherwise I wouldn't have bothered to save you..."

After speaking, his expression was solemn, and the fire jackdaw in his mind became more and more condensed and weird.

"Quack!"

With a sudden scream, Zhang Tao felt as if his soul had turned into a crow with a pitch-black body and gray eyes, as if it was about to leave his body at any time.

The eyes are the windows to the soul.

Through his eyes, his three souls and seven spirits turned into a fire jackdaw that specialized in devouring yin souls, and swooped straight towards Li Feipeng in front of him.

In Zhihai, Zhang Tao saw a powerful ghost with a soul body like a substance tearing Li Feipeng's soul, while Li Feipeng was lying on the ground trembling, without the slightest ability to resist.

With each bite, the soul body beneath it became a little thinner.

If it goes on like this, as long as the ghost devours the other party's three souls and seven spirits, it can occupy Li Feipeng's body and turn into a walking corpse ghost again.