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After a few breaths, I saw a soul condensed opposite the ghostly old man. This soul was wearing a Ming Dynasty prison uniform. The prison uniform was stained, the hair was messy, and the whole face was black and purple.
There was still a drop of black blood remaining at the corner of his mouth.
Judging from the ghostly face of this soul, he must have died by taking poison.
Zhang Fan, who was standing aside, took a closer look at the face of the purple-faced evil ghost. In the Yintang position of the purple-faced evil ghost, a large amount of blood evil energy was condensed, and it seemed that it was about to spread to the root of the mountain. Obviously,
This purple-faced devil has killed many people.
"You still can't bear to show up. Today, I will send you on your way!" A cold smile appeared on the face of the purple-faced evil ghost.
The ghostly old man glanced at the purple-faced evil ghost, and then said: "Since you are sending me on my way, before I die, I will ask you a few questions. You have to answer me, right?"
Hearing what the old man Guiying said, the purple-faced evil ghost was startled, and then said: "Just tell me..."
"Did you kill a man named Feng Mantang two days ago?" asked the old man Guiying.
Hearing what the old man Guiying said, the purple-faced evil ghost raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why do you ask this?"
"I have a good relationship with this man. He has supported me for so many years. Now that he is dead, I naturally want to find out." The old man Guying made up a reason.
The purple-faced evil ghost's eyes lit up, and then a hint of joy appeared on his face, and then he said with a smile: "Yes! I killed this person named Feng Mantang! I killed your son back then, and now
It's such a coincidence to kill the person who supports you, but I like this feeling of causing you pain."
Hearing this, the old man Guiying frowned tightly. At the same time, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold light flashed through them.
"Why did you want to kill him?" Old Man Guiying asked coldly.
"I didn't want to kill him, I was able to kill him because someone asked me to help." The purple-faced evil ghost replied.
Zhang Fan, who was sitting on a stone in the distance and had been staring at the purple-faced evil ghost, couldn't help but straighten up after hearing these words.
"Who asked you to help?" Old Man Guiying followed closely.
"Why are you asking these questions? You are about to lose your soul. Can you still ask him to avenge Feng Mantang?" asked the purple-faced evil ghost.
"Although I can't avenge Feng Mantang, you have to let me know what's going on, right?" said the old man Guying.
The purple-faced evil ghost gave the old man a helpless look and said, "In that case, I will tell you that the person who ordered me to kill him is Qi Lianjiang."
Hearing the three words "Qi Lianjiang", Zhang Fan's pupils shrank slightly. This Qi Lianjiang was none other than the man sitting in the car, who had no appearance of colluding with evil spirits.
Zhang Fan understood Qi Lianjiang's murder of Feng Mantang. After all, Feng Mantang had cheated Qi Lianjiang. But there was one thing Zhang Fan didn't understand, and that was why the purple-faced evil ghost wanted to help Qi Lianjiang.
"Qi Lianjiang helped me build a very comfortable place to live. I'm just doing him a small favor." Just when Zhang Fan was confused, the purple-faced devil's words cleared up Zhang Fan's doubts.
From the perspective of the purple-faced devil, killing is a very small matter.
"I have also fulfilled your wish, take your life
!" The purple-faced evil ghost looked at the ghostly old man and said in a deep voice.
The next moment, the purple-faced evil ghost's soul quickly rushed towards the old man's head. His ghostly palms covered with sharp nails fiercely grabbed the old man's head.
"Hmph!" A muffled groan came from the ghostly old man's mouth, and then he went straight up to fight with the purple-faced evil spirit.
"Boom boom boom..."
Loud sounds spread over the entire abandoned chemical factory.
Zhang Fan just watched the two fighting quietly and did not take action. The reason why he did not take action was very simple. From the heart of the old man Guiying, if he could kill the purple-faced evil ghost with his own hands, he did not want anyone to do it.
The only person who helps is to kill the enemy with your own hands. The pleasure of revenge will be the strongest.
Even if he can't kill his enemy, the pleasure of letting him have a hearty battle with his enemy is far greater than having someone help him fight against the enemy. Zhang Fan gave the old man Guiying a chance to feel at ease.
In fact, the purple-faced evil ghost had long noticed Zhang Fan sitting on the stone, but he did not take Zhang Fan seriously. The reason was very simple. In his opinion, Zhang Fan was just an ordinary person, a bird who could do whatever he wanted.
What would happen if Zhang Fan saw the crushed ants? He planned to kill Zhang Fan after killing the ghostly old man.
Time passed by minute by second, and the soul energy in the bodies of the two purple-faced evil ghosts was also being consumed bit by bit. After about 10 minutes, the ghostly old man was obviously at a disadvantage, showing a steady retreat.
signs.
Seeing this scene, the cold smile on the purple-faced devil's face became even stronger.
At this moment, the purple-faced evil ghost mobilized all the soul energy in his body, condensed it on his right ghost palm, and struck heavily in the direction of the ghostly old man.
At the same time, the purple-faced evil ghost let out a deep roar, "Go to hell!"
Seeing the powerful and heavy blow from the purple-faced evil ghost, the ghostly old man's pupils shrank slightly. In his current state, he would not be able to withstand such a heavy blow.
Just when he wanted to turn around and ask for help from Zhang Fan, Zhang Fan had already moved. He saw Zhang Fan's body ejected like a cannonball. In the process, Zhang Fan mobilized all the divination energy in his body.
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When the purple-faced evil ghost felt the complementary energy emanating from Zhang Fan's body, a hint of panic appeared in his eyes. He turned away and looked at the ghostly old man spitting out fragrance, "You old man
How dare you dare to trick me."
At this moment, all the divination energy gathered on his fist.
Almost instantly, Zhang Fan's fist came into contact with the purple-faced devil's palm.
"boom……"
A thunderous explosion was heard at the point of contact. Under the huge force generated by the impact, the purple-faced evil ghost's soul was heavily thrown away.
The purple-faced evil ghost had been fighting the ghostly old man for such a long time, and the soul energy in his body was already less than one-third of what it was before. He must not be able to defeat Zhang Fan, who was full of divination energy.
After the purple-faced evil ghost was knocked back by Zhang Fan, Zhang Fan's figure did not linger and rushed towards the purple-faced evil ghost again. He continued to launch fierce attacks on the purple-faced evil ghost. About 20 rounds passed.
after.
The soul of the purple-faced evil ghost has appeared in many places of emptiness, and its aura has reached an extremely low level. From the looks of it, it seems that there is a possibility that the soul will fly away at any time.