"White Boy!"

"Smoke Cloud Guest!"

"Withered vine!!" Bai Bing summoned all three of his white-clothed ghosts. After he finished speaking, a thick white mist appeared beside Bai Bing, and immediately after, three white-clothed ghosts appeared out of thin air.

The first thing that appeared was a big-headed doll who was as white as snow, and he was Bai Tong. His appearance suddenly looked similar to Guhaji, but if you look closely, it is completely different.

After Bai Tong, the second person to appear was a vague figure of white smoke. He is a smokey cloud, a ghostless ghost, shrouded in terrifying spirits, and outsiders can only see a cloud of smoke and figures standing here, unable to peek at its roots.

At the same time that Yanyunke appeared, behind him, a dry and black corpse soon appeared, this corpse was wrapped around thick vine branches, and at this moment he stood beside Yanyunke, leaving only a back for everyone.

He is Bai Bing's fourth white-clothed ghost, Withered Vine! At this point, the Shadow Demon, the White Boy, the Smoke Cloud Ke, the Withered Vine, and the four terrifying white-clothed ghosts were all summoned to appear.

Bai Tong tilted his head, a bright red lip, and a strange opening and closing, as if he was saying something.

At this time, Bai Tong's snow-white eyes rolled and looked at Xiao Jiang, who had been smiling at Bai Bing.

Seeing Xiao Jiang, Bai Tong raised his head and let out a creepy scream, clapped vigorously, and then jumped and ran towards Xiao Jiang.

Due to the lack of Sister Hong and Zihui's obstruction, Bai Tong came to Xiao Jiang's face unimpeded in just a few seconds.

His applause grew louder and more intense, and in the end, the applause was like a dense raindrop, resounding non-stop.

In the dense applause, I saw that Xiao Jiang's head began to twist and deform, swollen a little bit, and then got bigger and bigger, bigger and bigger, and after it was big enough to a certain extent, it popped, like a balloon, and exploded on the spot.

In the end, Xiao Jiang's headless corpse fell to the ground and died.

"Sister Qian!! Your white-clad ghost has been killed! Li Mu, who had been watching the battle in front of him, couldn't help but be shocked when he saw Xiao Jiang being killed by Bai Tong.

But when Su Qian heard this, she didn't answer, she just stared at Bai Bing, her eyes almost spewing flames.

And Bai Bing was without Xiao Jiang's supernatural involvement, and the voice in his head and the restlessness in his heart quickly dissipated.

"Kill these guys!" Bai Bing's face was ugly, and he gave the order again. As soon as he finished his order, Bai Tong's big head twisted, his snow-white eyes rolled slightly, and he turned his target and looked at Su Qian.

Not only him, but even Yanyunke and Withered Vine also have their own goals. Yan Yunke looked at Zhou Jianren, and Withered Teng looked at Li Mu.

In the distance, He Chunsheng, who was sitting on a wooden chair, looked at everything that happened in front of him with relish, and the smile on the corner of his mouth has not stopped from the beginning to the present.

However, when he saw what Zhang Fan was holding in his hand, he didn't feel a little familiar, and after a careful look, his face changed suddenly, and he almost screamed.

Because he found that the thing in Zhang Fan's hand turned out to be a coffin nail. Before, he was busy with some other things, and he didn't look at it very closely, but now that he looked, he found that the thing in Zhang Fan's hand was also a coffin nail, and his heart suddenly set off a monstrous wave, and he almost fell from the wooden chair to the ground.

How is this possible? How can this Zhang Fan also have a coffin nail? Could it be that there are other coffin nails in this world?

No! No way! Previously, I learned through divination that the coffin nail with supernatural effects was the only one in his hand.

It must be fake! Right! It must be fake, it's all a coincidence, the coffin nail in Zhang Fan's hand must have been bought from a stall.

When He Chunsheng thought of this, his heart immediately affirmed. It's damn bad, it's disgusting to even buy things like coffin nails.

No wonder Bai Bing and these two people are so resentful of Zhang Fan, it seems that this is all for a reason. If Zhang Fan really had a coffin nail that was exactly the same as him, maybe he couldn't help but burst out.

The coffin nail is a treasure that defends the sky, and it does not belong to the relics of the ghosts, nor does it belong to the amulet, but a very special item.

It will be unimaginably useful in the future.

"That's it! Now it's time to send you on your way! Without the interference of Li Mu and the others, Bai Bing could finally put his mind at ease and deal with Zhang Fan.

He has two red-clothed ghosts in his body, even if the other party also has a red-clothed ghost, so what, in the end, he will definitely die.

Zhang Fan looked at Bai Bing's appearance as he held the ticket, and his eyes narrowed slightly. For this Bai Bing, Zhang Fan was actually a little surprised, but he didn't expect this grandson to have four white-clothed ghosts.

This level of strength, among the survivors, can be regarded as the best. It would be good if Jin Cuihua and the others were here at this time, and when Jin Cuihua, Chu Yu, Wu Lin, Feng Chime, Gu Haji, Little Bean Sprouts, Lu Deshui, and the seven white-clothed ghosts went on together, it is estimated that they will definitely be able to scare this grandson into a nervous disorder.

Bai Bing was not in a hurry to summon the red-clothed ghost, he was still waiting, he was waiting for Zhang Fan to summon first.

The summoning conditions of the red-clothed ghosts are very harsh, and this kind of ghosts belong to the level of natural disasters, and the amount of blood consumed when they go out of the place is calculated according to the amount of 60 points of blood in 1 minute.

Although his HP is as high as 340 points, he can't actually hold out for long if he really summons the red-clothed ghost to appear, and it would be good to be able to hold on for five minutes.

And it's still two red-clothed ghosts, so the time has to be shortened by half, that is to say, if he summons two red-clothed ghosts, he can hold on for two minutes at most, and then he will fall into the point of running out of blood.

What's more important is that these two red-clothed ghosts were not subdued by him, they belonged to the big man who borrowed them, and they didn't have any favorability at all, so when they came up, they were calculated based on the highest loss of blood.

He couldn't afford it, and he didn't dare to consume it, so he could only wait for Zhang Fan to summon it first. Bai Bing approached Zhang Fan step by step, wanting to put pressure on him and ask him to summon the red-clothed ghost as soon as possible.

Zhang Fan watched Bai Bing get closer and closer, he had a lot of thoughts in his heart, he always felt that this grandson seemed to be afraid of something, since the attack on him just now, until now, he has been in a state of looking, I don't know what to be afraid of.

Don't...... Zhang Fan suddenly thought of something, and vaguely recalled in his mind when he first met this grandson.

At that time, when he was on the verge of death, it was Zhang Suya who appeared in time to save himself. And that time, if Zhang Suya hadn't been forced to return to the ghost frame because of her blood loss was too great, I'm afraid that this grandson would have been killed at that time.

So that's it...... Zhang Fan's mind flipped and he quickly understood. It turned out that he had been hesitant to make a move, because he was afraid that he still had a ghost in red.

If you think so, it makes perfect sense. In that case, that's easy to say. Zhang Fan sneered in his heart, he had a good way.

This grandson is so afraid of the red-clothed ghost, so he might as well scare him, and when he is afraid, he decisively wants his dog's life.

"I warn you not to come! Otherwise..... I'll let my red-clad ghost kill you!! Zhang Fan shouted, looking scared.

"Little chop! If you have the ability, summon it, I'm not scared! When Bai Bing heard this, his eyes froze, and he snorted coldly.

"Good! Here's what you said!! Zhang Fan said that, and summoned Lu Deshui out. At this time, Lu Deshui was wearing a red dress fluttering, his hair was scattered, and his hands covered his face, so that people could not see the slightest.

Around him, there was an icy aura that spread wildly, and for a while, the entire Locust Tree Clinic was as cold as an ice cellar.

"Zhang Suya! Kill him for me!! Zhang Fan shouted at Lu Deshui. As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Deshui took a step forward and walked towards Bai Bing.

In fact, Zhang Fan's so-called good way is to let Lu Deshui pretend to be Zhang Suya to deceive Bai Bing. Lu Deshui is a liar ghost, with extremely superb acting skills, he can fool anyone, and more importantly, he can't be recognized.

Since this grandson is so afraid of Zhang Suya, it is only appropriate to use Lu Deshui to deceive him. Just now, Zhang Fan got in touch with Lu Deshui through the ghost frame and asked him to pretend to be Zhang Suya, in order to make Lu Deshui pretend to be more realistic and not show his feet, Zhang Fanke deliberately described Zhang Suya's appearance and supernatural methods in detail.

With sufficient preparation, Zhang Fan dared to let Lu Deshui pretend to be Zhang Suya.

"It hurts...... It hurts!! Lu Deshui covered his face with his hands, followed Zhang Suya's appearance, and made a painful sound.

Seeing the red-clothed ghost in front of him approaching, Bai Bin's face gradually became solemn, as if he was shocked, and his body began to slowly retreat.

Zhang Fan witnessed the scene in front of him, and a smile rose on the corner of his mouth. As long as Lu Deshui scared this grandson so much that he didn't dare to resist at all, it would be a good time for him to kill him.

Lu Deshui was getting closer and closer, and Bai Bing was also forced to retreat, fear appeared on his face, and his body trembled violently.

Also at this moment, Zhang Fan sneered: "Grandson, you have been fooled!" Before the words fell, Zhang Fan raised the coffin nail in his hand and poked it at Bai Bing's chest.

The coffin nail had just been stained with his blood and had been fully activated, and at this time, the person or ghost hit by it would be killed by the supernatural covering it in an instant.

But when Zhang Fan was only one step away from Bai Bing, the fear on Bai Bing's face disappeared instantly, and was replaced by a touch of ridicule, he raised his head and sneered at Zhang Fan: "No! You've been fooled!! ”