The opponent had the idea of retreating, and his moves and attacks suddenly became more and more fierce.
Although the supernatural confrontation was not a fight with cold weapons, Yang Jian, who did not understand martial arts, still suffered a bit.
Another knife struck at a tricky angle.
Yang Jian immediately tilted at an incredible angle and stood firmly on the spot. The hatchet, which was originally extremely heavy and difficult to lift, was lifted up and blocked in front of him.
The rusty broadsword passed through the illusory medium and struck Yang Jian's hatchet.
The two terrifying supernatural weapons collided with each other, and as expected, did not cause any damage.
However.
An incredible scene occurred.
A bloodstain appeared on Yang Jian's neck. This bloodstain circled around Yang Jian's neck and oozed blood rapidly. A cold feeling gradually eroded his whole body along the bloodstain.
Yang Jian was stunned immediately.
He was shocked and confused.
How can this be.
Through the media, the knife hit the hatchet and had no contact with Yang Jian. Why was he still attacked?
The neck has been completely cut off.
The head is sliding down and is about to break away from the neck. At the same time, it is not just the neck that is disconnected, but the control of the body is also rapidly lost.
This is very weird.
You must know that Yang Jian no longer relies on his brain to control his body, but relies on ghosts.
Even if his body is completely gone, he won't be a problem.
But now, after this kind of attack, some sense of control over the body is disappearing, and it seems that a supernatural force is interfering with everything.
"Yang Jian."
Li Jun's eyes suddenly shrank when he saw this, and then he drank fiercely, and the will-o'-the-wisps on his body suddenly collided.
Everything around was reflected in the firelight.
The next moment, he gave up his opponent, appeared in front of Yang Jian, and immediately pressed Yang Jian's neck, trying to prevent his head from falling.
"Yang Jian lost?"
Cao Yang was also shocked.
He never expected that before the murderer showed up, Yang Jian would be attacked by a supernatural being and his head would be chopped off.
But Yang Jian did not die. He opened the ghost eyes on his forehead without hesitation at this moment, and opened the ghost realm to the seventh level in an instant.
The seventh-level ghost realm is to restart itself.
this moment.
Yang Jian no longer hesitated and directly put himself into a restart state.
His own condition is reversing.
It only takes a moment.
The wound on Yang Jian's neck disappeared, and his head that was about to fall returned to its original state.
"Your injury..." Li Jun was startled when he saw this scene.
"I'm fine. The other party is not simple. I was accidentally tricked."
Yang Jian's face was expressionless and his eyes were sharp, staring at the people hidden in the darkness.
But the figure who cut off Yang Jian's head did not attack again. Perhaps he saw Yang Jian restart and knew that he could not kill him, or perhaps he did not want to continue to consume him. Under his order, at this moment, he was originally in the dark.
The people who were interfering with the captains also retreated at this time.
Then in the darkness, illuminated by the will-o'-the-wisp fire, a huge oil painting stood on the ground.
The oil painting depicts a woman wearing a red dress. The woman's figure is model-shaped, except for her pair of white hands that are particularly clear, as if those hands have really stretched out from the painting.
This oil painting was originally hidden in darkness, but was illuminated by the will-o'-the-wisp fire.
Yang Jian just glanced at it and immediately closed his ghost eyes, not daring to peep.
Ghost painting?
How could such a dangerous thing be in the hands of these people? It is obviously not a derivative, but a painting from the true source.
For a moment, Yang Jian felt a sense of terror.
Could it be that the supernatural incident involving the S-level ghost painting has been solved by this group of mysterious guys in front of me?
But what on earth do they plan to do when they bring this painting?
"Don't look at it, everyone. This is a ghost painting, and it is not a derivative painting. It is the real source of ghost paintings. The killing law of ghost paintings is memory. Once you see it, don't recall the appearance of ghost paintings in your mind, otherwise you will
Targeted by ghost paintings."
Hearing Yang Jian's hurried and solemn words, Cao Yang felt a chill in his heart and immediately withdrew his gaze. He only looked at a corner of the ghost painting and did not dare to peek at the whole picture.
Li Jun also immediately put will-o'-the-wisps in front of the ghost picture to prevent everyone from peeking and avoid triggering the murder pattern.
The only person who doesn't care is Li Leping. He has mastered the Forgotten Ghost and can forget other people's memories. Even if the killing pattern of the ghost painting is triggered, he can immediately forget the appearance of the ghost painting to avoid being targeted by the evil ghost.
Taking this opportunity, with the interference of Gui Hua, Yang Jian and others could not stop the ghost realm. The other party immediately took Gui Hua and He Yuelian and left here through some means.
The darkness quickly disappeared, and when everything around it returned to its original state, there were no more ghost paintings and no more people.
"The other party has escaped. We have no chance. We can only leave the other party alone at the moment." Li Leping said expressionlessly.
The man he pulled out was already a corpse, lying at his feet.
"Damn it." Li Jun was very angry.
Yang Jian also had a gloomy expression. The ground nearby was full of water for some time. Although there was only a shallow layer, the water covered it too slowly and did not affect the opponent's retreat. Otherwise, he would not have let the opponent go.
It's so easy.
But the biggest impact was that his ghost eyes were blocked by the ghost paintings. The appearance of the ghost paintings was unexpected by everyone.
"These people are coming in a menacing manner, and they are holding ghost paintings. I don't know what they want to do, but I believe that the ghost painting incident will probably break out again."
After taking a look at the people around him, Cao Yang sighed and said.
"It's really a headache to have such a troublesome thing come up at this juncture. Su Yuan's matter was already difficult to deal with, and now ghost paintings have to be added to it. Putting these two things together is not as simple as one plus one.
"Liu San frowned.
"If one goes wrong, this supernatural incident will be the last straw that breaks the current situation."
Yang Jian said: "It's too early to say this now. Apart from Su Yuan's matter, the most important thing is to find out what their purpose is."
Having said this, Yang Jian seemed to have discovered something and walked towards a room.
As soon as he opened the door, he saw Zhang Lei, who was on the verge of the ghost's resurrection.
Zhang Lei is not dead yet, and the humanoid outline on his chest is constantly squirming, trying to crawl out of his body.
Looking at Yang Jian's arrival at this moment, he said with a painful look on his face: "Captain Yang, I'm sorry, I couldn't stop them. The person in charge, Gao Ming, was killed, and He Yuelian was also taken away. I am so useless...
..."
Obviously to this day, he is still blaming himself, blaming himself for being too weak, which led to the tragedy.