A faint voice resounded in the quiet playground.
A voice suddenly came from behind an empty space, which immediately gave Yang Fan and others a jolt.
Because Yang Fan and I hadn't seen each other for a week, he didn't recognize my voice, so Yang Fan immediately turned his head and asked fiercely: "Who is that person?"
When Yang Fan saw the person behind him clearly, his expression froze. He rubbed his eyes and looked at me who was looking at him with a smile in disbelief.
It was a bit difficult for him to understand. Shouldn't the young man in front of him be hiding on the plateau like a bereaved dog? Why didn't he just not hide, but instead took the initiative to greet him?
"Brother Fan, he...isn't he the boy you are looking for?" A young man wearing glasses murmured in shock. He was one of the eight ghost energy owners who initially followed Yang Fan, so he was
I still have an impression.
Although I don't know where the young man in front of me got the courage to appear in front of him, it still didn't stop Yang Fan from killing me. He looked at me fiercely and said solemnly: "Good boy... I originally wanted to
I went to find you, but I didn’t expect you to come to the door yourself... Since you are eager to seek death, then I will help you... However, for the sake of your courage, I allow you to tell me what happened before you died.
Last words..."
"I don't have any last words before my death, but I can give you a friendly reminder that I only found out that you were coming to Shacheng No. 2 Middle School through your seventh brother's ghost card." I said with a smile.
"What do you mean? Why did my seventh brother let you use his ghost card? Could it be that he accidentally lost the ghost card?" Hearing this, Yang Fan asked confused, obviously unable to turn around from my words.
"To put it simply, the reason why I used Commander Seven's ghost card is because I killed him so that I could get the ghost card." I kindly explained to Yang Fan.
"Brother Qi is dead?" Yang Fan screamed: "This is impossible, you are lying to me. How could someone as strong as Brother Qi be killed by a loser like you? I don't believe it!"
"I don't care if you believe it or not, but you will probably never see Yang Mo again..." I waved my hand and said.
"Fart!" Yang Fan's eyes were red. Above his body, the powerful ghost energy swept out like a volcano erupting. In an instant, a light spot appeared on his hand, and
The ghostly aura on his body is still continuously gathering towards that point of light...
"What a fool." When I saw this, I couldn't help but curse. Yang Fan's progress was really rapid, and he was able to master the use of ghost energy to such an extent.
"Boy, I have to thank you. If it hadn't been for the last battle between you and me, I wouldn't have discovered my shortcomings in the use of ghost energy so early..." Yang Fan looked at me ferociously and said, "No matter the seven
Did my brother really die in your hands? Today, you will die!" After saying that, Yang Fan suddenly took a step forward and slapped him hard.
Seeing this, my expression became serious. Sure enough, I should never lose my due caution at any time.
This week, Yang Fan has made rapid progress. Not only has his strength improved a lot, but his ability to use ghost energy has also risen to a higher level. If I were still as strong as before, under this palm, I might not even have a chance to escape.
nothing.
However, I have never slacked off this week...
So I slapped Yang Fan's palm together with my backhand.
"Bang!" A loud bang resounded in the quiet and empty playground. A wave of ghostly energy overflowed from the bodies of the two people. Several cracks even appeared in the windows on the teaching floor.
"Good boy, I haven't seen you for a few days, your strength has improved a lot..." Yang Fan glanced at me, who was unharmed, and said with a gloomy expression.
"Thanks to you, I can improve my strength so quickly..." I chuckled.
"What are you still doing?" Yang Fan did not remain stupid. He frowned and looked at the fourteen ghost energy owners around him and said, "Come together! If anyone can kill him, I will give him fifty
A piece of ghost crystal, plus promote him to be the captain of the silent team!"
The captain of Team Mo is naturally the team named after Yang Mo, and these fourteen ghost energy owners are all members of Team Mo.
Hearing this, the eyes of the fourteen ghost aura owners all had a fiery look. Immediately, a surging ghost aura appeared on their bodies. The fluctuations of the ghost aura were not noticeable at all.
Weaker than the men around Commander Seven before, they looked at each other and then all took action. Suddenly, more than a dozen attacks hit my body.
The subordinates around Yang Fan were much more reliable than the Seventh Commander. When the Seventh Commander asked for help, the only one who was willing to come forward was a short young man.
While the fourteen ghost energy possessors attacked me, a strong ghost energy also appeared on Yang Fan's fist.
Seeing this, my eyes flickered, and I immediately retreated, avoiding the attacks of these people. Then, an evil spirit dagger came out of my right hand, and it was covered with majestic light blue ghosts.
gas.
"Weren't you very capable just now?" Yang Fan sneered, and his fist, which contained a strong ghost aura, hit my face.
"Cang!" A sound of gold and iron sounded, and my dagger almost fell off. But looking at Yang Fan, there was only a blood mark on his fist, and this blood mark was still healing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
I took a few steps back in embarrassment and looked at Yang Fan and others in front of me with a solemn expression.
Although Yang Fan's ghost energy is not as strong as that of the Seventh Commander, her ability to use ghost energy is far better than him. Therefore, her strength is probably not much different from that of the Seventh Commander.
However, there are fourteen ghost energy owners under Yang Fan. If I am besieged by them, and Yang Fan is watching eagerly from the side, I am afraid that I will not be able to get any benefits today.
"Boy, with your strength, you dare to utter wild words about killing my seventh brother?" Yang Fan sneered, and immediately took a machete from the hand of a ghost owner next to him, and placed it on top of the machete
, covered with a layer of ghostly aura.
After taking the machete, he suddenly slashed at me.
With this sword blow, even if I have the ghost energy defense on my body, I'm afraid I will get a bloody gash.
It’s impossible to say that I wouldn’t be scared when I saw a machete. However, I have experienced many life and death crises at this time, and I was even shot twice. Therefore, even though I was a little scared, I still tried my best to stay calm and escaped.
This knife.
"Haha, the credit for killing him belongs to me!" Behind me, a young man with a green light all over his body took a dagger and stabbed me hard.
A bloody hole appeared on the shoulder.
"Hiss!" I gasped, and then I took my evil spirit dagger and stabbed it into his chest, and then pulled it out. Suddenly, blood sprayed out like a fountain.
, the young man opened his eyes wide, glanced blankly at his chest, the life in his eyes quickly drained, and then he fell heavily to the ground.
When I killed this young man, dozens of attacks also hit me.
Upon seeing this, my expression suddenly changed, and I immediately picked up the body of the dead young man and held it in front of me.
Because the young man's ghost energy has almost dispersed after his death, and because the young man is dead, the remaining ghost energy will not actively adhere to the young man's body. Therefore, the young man's body was immediately beaten.
Bloody and bloody.
"Fuck." Yang Fan cursed angrily, kicked the young man's body, and then struck me with a knife.
I looked back and saw that my front, back, left and right were covered with ghostly possessors, and they were all looking at me fiercely. In their hands, they held various weapons covered with ghostly aura.
No matter how you look at it, I have no way to retreat at this time. I can only survive several attacks and find a weak point to attack. However, even if I am injured, I may not be able to escape their pursuit...
"There's nowhere to escape? If that's the case, then just die!" Upon seeing this, Yang Fan sneered, and then the machete, which exuded a faint silver light, struck hard on my head!
"No more escaping..." The corners of my mouth slowly raised under Yang Fan's rapidly tightening gaze, and then on the palm of my left hand, a light blue ghostly light group the size of an egg appeared, like