Taoist Fengshan snorted coldly. His Ghost Escape speed was not as fast as Lin Zifeng's, and it consumed a lot of energy. If it continued, he would definitely not be Lin Zifeng's opponent.

While there is still enough ghost energy in the body, you can use powerful means to kill Lin Zifeng and end it all once and for all.

Seeing that Taoist Fengshan did not run away, he actually stayed and showed murderous intent towards him.

Lin Zifeng couldn't help but sneer again and again, "What? You still want to kill me?"

Although Lin Zifeng does not know ghost arts and Taoism, he has inherited memories from his past life, so he still knows how to deal with such people.

"Counterattack? You have never been my opponent. I can kill you easily. How can I say counterattack?"

Taoist Fengshan smiled contemptuously, and immediately took the magic formula with his hands, and immediately wanted to cast the spell.

However, as soon as he raised his hand, Lin Zifeng's silver needle flew towards him.

Taoist Fengshan's expression changed when he saw this, and he could only interrupt the spell and avoid Lin Zifeng's silver needle.

After dodging, Taoist Fengshan tried to cast the spell again, but the result was exactly the same. As soon as he raised his hand, he was interrupted by Lin Zifeng before he could seal the spell.

Taoist Fengshan's expression suddenly became very ugly. If he could not cast the spell, his strength would be greatly reduced.

"In front of me, you still want to cast a spell, it's just a dream." Lin Zifeng chuckled.

Dealing with people who are good at ghosts and Taoism is actually very simple, that is, just don't let them perform spells.

Without the spell, their strength will inevitably be greatly reduced.

"Despicable villain, do you have the guts to let me cast a spell?"

Taoist Fengshan stared at Lin Zifeng with a gloomy face and said angrily.

Lin Zifeng looked at Taoist Fengshan and asked, "Do you think I'm a fool? Do you think I'm playing a turn-based game with you here?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Zifeng's silver needle flew out of his hand, forcing Taoist Fengshan to retreat.

Taoist Fengshan lost the blessing of his spell and became increasingly unable to deal with Lin Zifeng's attacks.

> However, Lin Zifeng's true energy is strong and powerful, and it can be said to be more than enough to deal with Taoist Fengshan's attack.

Taoist Fengshan's face became more and more gloomy. Every time he fought with Lin Zifeng, his ghost energy would be reduced a lot.

"You brat, you can't kill me. If I die, my master will avenge me. No matter how capable you are, you will definitely die."

Taoist Fengshan was really a little scared now, because he felt a strong murderous intention from Lin Zifeng.

Moreover, there is not much ghost energy left in his body now, and there is no support for him to continue fighting.

"You brat, as long as you let me go this time, I can forget about it and leave it to you. It's up to you!"

"Let bygones be bygones?"

Lin Zifeng sneered, "Do you think you are qualified to say such things now?"

"If I hadn't been here today, it would have been my sister who died, right?!"

"Even so, those eight innocent people were killed by you yourself. Just like that, you have the nerve to say forget about it?!"

There was ice behind Lin Zifeng. As these words fell, Lin Zifeng raised his hand and punched, hitting Taoist Fengshan one after another with violent fists.

Taoist Fengshan was beaten back and forth, and he looked at Lin Zifeng's eyes full of fear, "Don't kill me, please don't kill me, as long as you let me go, I can do something for you."

"It's too late to beg for mercy now!!"

Lin Zifeng shouted coldly, but still had no intention of stopping. He punched out one punch after another, and soon Taoist Fengshan's ghost energy was completely consumed.

Seeing Lin Zifeng's fist coming again, Taoist Fengshan's eyes were full of horror.

Because he knew that he could not avoid this punch, and he... would definitely die!!

“Bang!!”

With one punch, Taoist Fengshan's head was blown open by Lin Zifeng's furious fist.

Looking at Taoist Fengshan who had his head blown off, Lin Zifeng's eyes were cold and showed no sympathy. He dragged Taoist Fengshan's headless body and turned back. Taoist Fengshan snorted, his ghost escape speed was not as fast as Lin Zifeng's

, and Ghost Escape consumes a lot of money. If it continues, he will definitely not be Lin Zifeng's opponent.

While there is still enough ghost energy in the body, you can use powerful means to kill Lin Zifeng and end it all once and for all.

Seeing that Taoist Fengshan did not run away, he actually stayed and showed murderous intent towards him.

Lin Zifeng couldn't help but sneer again and again, "What? You still want to kill me?"

Although Lin Zifeng does not know ghost arts and Taoism, he has inherited memories from his past life, so he still knows how to deal with such people.

"Counterattack? You have never been my opponent. I can kill you easily. How can I say counterattack?" .??.

Taoist Fengshan smiled contemptuously, and immediately took the magic formula with his hands, and immediately wanted to cast the spell.

However, as soon as he raised his hand, Lin Zifeng's silver needle flew towards him.

Taoist Fengshan's expression changed when he saw this, and he could only interrupt the spell and avoid Lin Zifeng's silver needle.

After dodging, Taoist Fengshan tried to cast the spell again, but the result was exactly the same. As soon as he raised his hand, he was interrupted by Lin Zifeng before he could seal the spell.

Taoist Fengshan's expression suddenly became very ugly. If he could not cast the spell, his strength would be greatly reduced.

"In front of me, you still want to cast a spell, it's just a dream." Lin Zifeng chuckled.

Dealing with people who are good at ghosts and Taoism is actually very simple, that is, just don't let them perform spells.

Without the spell, their strength will inevitably be greatly reduced.

"Despicable villain, do you have the guts to let me cast a spell?"

Taoist Fengshan stared at Lin Zifeng with a gloomy face and said angrily.

Lin Zifeng looked at Taoist Fengshan and asked, "Do you think I'm a fool? Do you think I'm playing a turn-based game with you here?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Zifeng's silver needle flew out of his hand, forcing Taoist Fengshan to retreat.

Taoist Fengshan lost the blessing of his spell and became increasingly unable to deal with Lin Zifeng's attacks.

> However, Lin Zifeng's true energy is strong and powerful, and it can be said to be more than enough to deal with Taoist Fengshan's attack.

Taoist Fengshan's face became more and more gloomy. Every time he fought with Lin Zifeng, his ghost energy would be reduced a lot.

"You brat, you can't kill me. If I die, my master will avenge me. No matter how capable you are, you will definitely die."

Taoist Fengshan was really a little scared now, because he felt a strong murderous intention from Lin Zifeng.

Moreover, there is not much ghost energy left in his body now, and there is no support for him to continue fighting.

"You brat, as long as you let me go this time, I can forget about it and leave it to you. It's up to you!"

"Let bygones be bygones?"

Lin Zifeng sneered, "Do you think you are qualified to say such things now?"

"If I hadn't been here today, it would have been my sister who died, right?!"

"Even so, those eight innocent people were killed by you yourself. Just like that, you have the nerve to say forget about it?!"

There was ice behind Lin Zifeng. As these words fell, Lin Zifeng raised his hand and punched, hitting Taoist Fengshan one after another with violent fists.

Taoist Fengshan was beaten back and forth, and he looked at Lin Zifeng's eyes full of fear, "Don't kill me, please don't kill me, as long as you let me go, I can do something for you."

"It's too late to beg for mercy now!!"

Lin Zifeng shouted coldly, but still had no intention of stopping. He punched out one punch after another, and soon Taoist Fengshan's ghost energy was completely consumed.

Seeing Lin Zifeng's fist coming again, Taoist Fengshan's eyes were full of horror.

Because he knew that he could not avoid this punch, and he... would definitely die!!

“Bang!!”

With one punch, Taoist Fengshan's head was blown open by Lin Zifeng's furious fist.
Chapter completed!