This time it was a rollover, Han Yiming didn't expect that the black ball energy was actually strengthening the ghost thing, and it couldn't be transformed or weakened at all.

He now has no hand in one arm, and the hand in the other arm is pierced, and the pain makes him unable to use it for a while.

After all, Han Yiming is just an ordinary person, and he is an ordinary student when he crosses over, where can he endure this pain and continue to fight.

can only hide on the side and watch Xiao Zhi fight with it, and now the combat power of this hanged ghost, it is estimated that even if he has evil energy, there is no way.

Han Yiming can't run now, as long as he shows that he wants to escape from the ancestral hall, the hanged ghost will kill him regardless of all harm.

After being strengthened, it can't even stop Xiao Zhi, but as long as it goes back, the hanged ghost will continue to focus on Xiao Zhi who is fighting with him.

After only five or six minutes of fighting, Xiao Zhi had already been beaten and retreated, although he could avoid the attack with his speed of action, as long as he avoided it, the attack would reach Han Yiming.

And the instruction he received was to protect Han Yiming, so most of the attacks could only be carried hard, except for some of them, even if they dodged, they would not attack Han Yiming, so they could dodge.

Han Yiming was trying to figure out how to solve the current situation, but after thinking about it, there was no way to do it.

But in the end, I still had an idea, let Xiao Zhi suicidally trap the hanged ghost and run out by himself, but if this is done, Xiao Zhi should not need it.

But there is no other way, it's a big deal to transform a little more after running out, life is the main thing, stay in the green mountains, and don't be afraid of no firewood.

However, as soon as this thought came to him, he saw that the hanged ghost suddenly stopped, and then blew himself up.

The Yang landlord outside also suddenly found that his hanged ghost had completely lost contact, and although he had lost control before, he still had contact.

But now the connection was suddenly broken, which can only mean that the hanged ghost is dead.

Then the landlord Yang asked the black-clothed servant to stay here and delay the time, and he ran down the mountain.

The hanged ghost who had just been fangs and claws and almost put Han Yiming to death had now turned into a puddle of black flesh foaming on the ground.

Could it be that the black ball energy will increase in the ghost creature's body for a short time, and then explode on its own?

Just thinking about it, Han Yiming suddenly thought of Landlord Yang in hindsight, and hurriedly chased him out with Xiao Zhi.

Maybe it was too obvious that the group of black-clothed servants intercepted and blocked the road, and Han Yiming could see at a glance that Landlord Yang was running down the road directly.

The six black-clothed servants couldn't stop Han Yiming at all, and before they could touch Han Yiming, they were killed by Xiao Zhi's sword.

It turned into a pile of pieces and fell to the ground, turning into a puddle of black powder at a speed visible to the naked eye, and dissipated with the night wind on the mountain.

Landlord Yang was running on the mountain road, his fat body trembling and shaking with every step he took, and his mouth was panting, which seemed to symbolize the unbearable internal organs.

Of course, this speed is not as fast as Han Yiming, and he didn't run far at all, but he was kicked down by Han Yiming, who was catching up from behind, and the whole person kept rolling down the mountain road.

Until it hit a dead tree, it directly broke the dead tree, and many broken trees fell into the fat of the Yang landlord by rolling.

"Uncle! Spare your life! ”

The hat on Landlord Yang's head didn't know where it had rolled for a long time, and it had already been distributed, and his good face had also left a bunch of blood marks in the rolling just now.

While sparing Han Yiming's life, he kowtowed.

Han Yiming sorted out the order in his mind, and was ready to find a way to sort out the method of practicing ghosts first, although this method was a bit evil.

But in the world of Taoism, there are a few ways that are not evil, and what can be collected is a little.

As soon as Han Yiming was about to speak, he saw Landlord Yang kneeling on the ground, his eyes became red, the tips of his fingers began to turn black, and his fat arms became a little tighter.

Landlord Yang suddenly burst out, thinking that he was going to attack Han Yiming, but he didn't expect Landlord Yang to turn around and run away.

Landlord Yang may have known that he couldn't fight at all, so he didn't plan to fight back at all, and he was ready to run away when he found an opportunity.

Han Yiming didn't react at all, but Xiao Zhi reacted and passed with a sword, but this sword was more used to protect Han Yiming.

Therefore, the distance was not cut too big, and Landlord Yang originally planned to run directly, this sword only left a wound on Landlord Yang's back, and he was not killed.

"Tsk! Catch up! Han Yiming gave an order, and the steps of Xiao Zhi, the bird-headed human body, instantly became blurred.

The speed was so fast, there was a vague black shadow, catching up with the Yang landlord who was fleeing in front.

When Landlord Yang heard the sound, his heart was cold, he put his hand into his arms, took out a vial, and threw it towards Han Yiming in the back.

However, before the bottle flew to Han Yiming's body, it was shattered by Xiao Zhi's sword, and the green turbid liquid inside was scattered on the ground, and a burst of white smoke suddenly rose on the stone.

Xiao Zhi slashed directly at Landlord Yang with his next sword.

This sword takes your life directly.

A scream, a touch of red, this is the only one left by Yang Bizu at the end of his life.

Han Yiming looked at the corpse and was a little speechless, how could Xiao Zhi directly slash him to death with a sword, he still wanted to get out of the method of practicing ghosts.

I hope I can find it on him or at home, as he spoke, Han Yiming began to search his body.