The man's name is Huo Kai, and he has been following Jiang Kai since yesterday.

The funeral home staff went to the spa for three hours after work, came out and called a special car home, did not sleep after returning home, the lights were on for a night, and went downstairs to abuse animals when it was almost dawn, and enjoyed it.

It's a pity that there is monitoring downstairs, and it's not easy to do it, so Huo Kai resisted the urge and quietly waited for a better opportunity.

Finally, Jiang Kai reappeared and seemed to be going out.

Here's your chance!

Huo Kai held his breath and fell far behind.

He came for revenge.

Zhang Wenyuan, who grew up with him since childhood, and is also his nobleman, died the night before yesterday.

The high-level gluttonous ghost said that Zhang Wenyuan died in the hands of the ghost, and found the traces of other unknown people at the scene, the situation is very complicated, so a ban was issued internally, and all gluttonous ghosts are not allowed to act rashly unless necessary, and it is best not to go out directly to expose their whereabouts.

But Huo Kai couldn't accept it.

He used to be just a brave and ruthless gangster, and after a big disaster, he ran away to other places, and only after decades did he dare to return to his hometown, he thought that this life would be wasted, but he didn't expect that Xiao Zhang Wenyuan would ignore his previous suspicions, and whitewash his identity for him, not to mention, and lead him into the door of ghost refining and cultivation.

From that day on, he swore that he would never fail Zhang Wenyuan in this life.

And to his surprise, he didn't expect that he was unexpectedly very talented, and he surpassed Zhang Wenyuan in a few years.

Both of them are very happy about this, Zhang Wenyuan is sincerely happy for his old friend, and Huo Kai is because it is easier to repay Zhang Wenyuan's kindness after his strength is strong.

But people are not as good as heaven, he has been practicing in retreat for many years, and he has just entered the sixth grade, and he is thinking about where to get some powerful souls for Zhang Wenyuan to cultivate and help him to become seven grades as soon as possible, but he heard the bad news that he died.

He didn't believe that Zhang Wenyuan, who had raised countless little ghosts at home, would die in the hands of ghosts, and he was almost certain in his heart that there must be something strange in it.

Therefore, he found Zhang Wenyuan's closest junior, Zhang Yuan.

learned from Zhang Yuan's mouth that Zhang Wenyuan's last action was to deal with an ordinary person named Jiang Kai.

After a whole day of tracking, he didn't find anything unusual in Jiang Kai's daily actions.

But the strange thing is that he really found Zhang Wenyuan's death curse on Jiang Kai's body.

Those who curse to die, those who kill me will get it, and those who kill will always kill them, and then transfer!

This shows that it was he who killed Zhang Wenyuan.

Even if he is not the culprit, it must be related to Zhang Wenyuan's death.

"Whether you are really an ordinary person or not, it doesn't matter what method you used to kill Wen Yuan, if the death curse is not broken, Wen Yuan will never be freed, in short, if I don't kill you, I won't be able to break the death curse, as for other things, just wait for me to refine you into a ghost before asking..."

Huo Kai looked at Jiang Kai's back from behind, his eyes were full of killing intent.

Different from Zhang Wenyuan's way similar to that of a summoner, Huo Kai's way is more inclined to a warrior, using ghosts and monsters into the body, strengthening the physical body, and not relying on external objects when fighting, completely relying on his own strength to attack.

Although the realm is still only the sixth grade, in terms of physical strength, hand-to-hand combat with a fifth-rank monk who specializes in magic with a relatively weak physique also has the power to fight.

That's what he relied on.

Since Zhang Wenyuan dared to deal with him, it showed that even if he was strong, he would be limited in strength, at least not beyond imagination.

Besides, he didn't believe that such a young person, how high could the realm be, could it be that he reached the fifth grade at such a young age?

Seeing that Jiang Kai walked into a long alley, and when he walked out of here, he would be out of the suburbs, Huo Kai knew that now was the best opportunity.

With his thoughts of Zhang Wenyuan, his heart full of pain, and his incomparable hatred for Jiang Kai, Huo Kai ran out of the most resolute step in his life, and at the same time swung the most powerful punch in his life.

Although his movements were wide open and closed and lightning fast, he did not make a sound.

The boundless killing intent was as hidden as water, and the strong contrast was placed on him but it was extremely harmonious, as if it should have been like this.

Until the last moment, he will never reveal the slightest threat of killing moves, this is the offensive method that Huo Kai, who specializes in hand-to-hand combat and assassination, is best at!

This punch is called: Piercing!

But at the moment when Huo Kai's confident fist hit the back of Jiang Kai's head, an unbelievable look of shock suddenly flashed in his eyes-

Jiang Kai's head didn't explode like a watermelon as he imagined, but only leaned forward slightly.

On the contrary, bursts of incomparably terrifying anti-shock force came back from the fist, almost shattering Huo Kai's entire arm in an instant.

"Huh? Who is pulling me? ”

Jiang Kai subconsciously turned his head and looked behind him.

But the alley behind him was empty, and there was no trace of any living thing.

"It's strange, the spiritual power in the body seems to have suddenly been excited, could it be that the Golden Bell Jar has not cultivated very well..."

Jiang Kai touched the back of his head, his eyes slightly confused.

Standing in place and waiting for a while, there was still nothing unusual, Jiang Kai shrugged his shoulders, and the golden bell jar was convulsed.

After all, it has just been practiced, and it is possible to master some unskilled situations, and the problem is not big, if it appears again next time, just study and study what is going on.

So Jiang Kai didn't take it seriously, and continued to immerse himself in fantasy time, while looking forward to how to open a silver party in his own big field in the future, while happily moving towards the address Su Feng gave him.

He didn't notice that on top of the bungalow on the side of the alley, which was no more than ten meters away from him in a straight line, there was a six-rank evil cultivator who was dying.

Huo Kai didn't hear Jiang Kai's muttering, because the power of the shock in his body was still raging, constantly destroying his vitality, and his eardrums had already been shattered.

Therefore, I don't know that Jiang Kai has practiced the golden bell jar, and he is dying, but he still thinks about it, why did my killing blow become several times stronger and returned to my own body, but he was not injured at all?

He didn't know that it was his proudest force that broke all the laws and harmed him.

If he is a warlock or a ghost raiser, he may not be able to help Jiang Kai, but he will not reap the consequences, but Huo Kai is good at hand-to-hand combat, and in front of Jiang Kai's special version of the Golden Bell Jar, not only can he not hurt him, but he will have to endure several times the backlash of a full blow.

In other words, even if he is a little weaker, the result will not necessarily be so bad.

The value is unknown, but it is strong when it is strong.

This is the true portrayal that best summarizes today's Jiang Kai's advantages in physical cultivation.

In addition, what frightened Huo Kai the most was that in addition to the irrepressible riot power in his body, there was also an inexplicable feeling of dryness.

First the heat, then the unbearable burning sensation, and finally the pain and despair of the whole person being burned to ashes!

I don't know how long it took, but a gust of wind blew, and some black ashes drifted down from the roof.