Xu Zheng's people were getting closer and closer to the location of the tomb, and they were already about to enter the tomb.
Zhang Fan still didn't take action, but just watched the scene quietly.
At this moment, a man in a suit suddenly ran towards the coffin, and when he was less than one meter away from the bottom of the coffin, he suddenly made a finger gesture.
"Use my soul-piercing needle to absorb your resentment! Break it!"
The next moment, I saw a rainbow light suddenly shooting out of the man's pocket, and then gradually formed into a needle-like object as thick as a little finger, emitting a strange red light. Yes, this was what hurt Zhang Shengli.
Soul Piercer Needle.
At this time, Zhang Fan stood up suddenly and finally came out.
The man in the suit pressed his fingers in the direction of the coffin, and the soul-piercing needle shot towards the bottom of the coffin in an instant.
Zhang Fan shouted at Xu Zheng and said: "Xu Zheng, hurry up!"
Upon hearing Zhang Fan's words, Xu Zheng quickly took out a whistle from his pocket.
"Beep..."
A whistle suddenly came from Xu Zheng's whistle.
Hearing the whistle, all Xu Zheng's men stopped fighting with Zhang Bao's men. Each of them took out a small knife and cut their fingertips. Drops of blood instantly fell from their fingers.
The tip overflows.
Xu Zheng glanced at his subordinates and shouted to Zhang Fan, "Okay! Master Zhang!"
I saw Zhang Fan forming an extremely complicated seal with his hands, and he let out a loud drink.
"Ninety-nine drops of Yang blood will sweep away all the resentful souls in the world!"
After Zhang Fan finished drinking, he saw the blood drops on the fingers of Xu Zheng's men quickly floating and gathering in Zhang Fan's direction.
In the blink of an eye, a blood curtain formed on Zhang Fan's head!
The man in the suit who shot out the soul-piercing needle was immediately shocked and wanted to quickly take back the soul-piercing needle.
I saw the man in a suit taking out a small porcelain bottle, opening the mouth of the bottle, and pointing directly at the soul-piercing needle that had touched the outer surface of the coffin. The soul-piercing needle suddenly turned around and shot directly at the small porcelain bottle.
At this time, the blood curtain above Zhang Fan's head, composed of ninety-nine drops of Yang blood, was already pressing in the direction of the soul-piercing needle.
Although the soul-piercing needle has been moving in the direction of the small porcelain bottle, due to the appearance of the blood curtain, a large amount of yang energy gathered, making the soul-piercing needle move extremely slowly. The man in the suit was sweating profusely and also
It did not speed up the soul-piercing needle.
The stronger the Yang Qi, the faster the blood curtain moves, and the blood curtain and the soul-piercing needle quickly get closer.
The man in the suit had a look of anxiety on his face. He really wanted the soul-piercing needle to enter his porcelain vase quickly.
Just when the soul-piercing needle was one meter away from the porcelain vase, the blood curtain had already pressed hard on the soul-piercing needle.
"Crash..."
A sound like breaking glass suddenly came from the soul-piercing needle, and the soul-piercing needle instantly turned into a wisp of blue smoke. The blood curtain also lost its effect in an instant, and became blood stains on the ground.
Zhang Fan watched as a wisp of resentment floated out from the golden nanmu coffin.
At this time, Zhang Fan was truly relieved. The resentment left in Zhang Shengli's body through the soul-piercing array was finally released.
At the moment when the soul-piercing needle completely disappeared, the huge backlash force caused the man in the suit's body to shake violently, and he suddenly fell to his knees on the ground and uttered a sigh of relief.
Red blood suddenly coughed out from the mouth of the man in the suit and sprayed on the ground.
The next moment, the man in the suit suddenly took out a dagger and stabbed it in the direction of Zhang Li.
Zhang Li's eyes widened in horror, and Huang Qingyun suddenly grabbed a chair from the side and threw it hard at the arm of the man in the suit.
There was a muffled "collapse" sound, and the man in the suit was knocked over by the chair.
Although a lot of things happened in the whole process, they happened in a flash of lightning. Everyone present was stunned. Only Zhang Fan knew the overall context of the incident, because Zhang Fan was the designer of the entire incident!
If Zhang Fan didn't use the golden nan gloomy wood coffin, he wouldn't be able to cast the Ju Yang Seal on it. If the Ju Yang Seal couldn't be cast, even if Fang Haoming, a living person, provides Yang Qi to the coffin, when the soul-piercing needle touches the coffin,
In an instant, the powerful yin energy emitted could very well destroy Zhang Shengli's body that was about to collapse.
Zhang Fan had taken double insurance. Since the soul-piercing needle only touched the coffin for a short time, it did not break through the Juyang Seal covering the coffin, so the people in the coffin were unscathed.
What Zhang Fan whispered to Xu Zheng in the abandoned factory was actually to tell Xu Zheng to come over as soon as it got dark and cause trouble on the night of the funeral. Moreover, he had to bring ninety-nine men over, and after he gave the order, they would be cut.
fingertip.
In this way, Zhang Fan could use ninety-nine drops of Yang human blood to destroy the soul-piercing needle in an instant!
In fact, asking Xu Zheng to bring people to make trouble was just for show, not really to make trouble.
Zhang Fan did not tell Zhang Bao that Zhang Shengli had faked his death, nor did he ask Zhang Bao to find ninety-nine men to cut his fingers at this moment. In fact, there was a reason.
Zhang Fan guessed that the owner of the soul-piercing needle would definitely sneak into Xu Zheng's funeral, and he would definitely sneak into Zhang Bao's team to find out some things. There is not much point in sneaking into Xu Zheng's team. After all, Xu Zheng and Zhang Bao
If it doesn't work, we can't figure out what's going on.
If Zhang Bao is told everything, if Zhang Bao relaxes a little and his subordinates slack off a little, the secret will be leaked and Zhang Fan's design will fall short.
"Brothers, if you don't cut your hands in vain, you can go back and pay one thousand for each person's recuperation." Xu Zheng said loudly to his men.
"Thank you, brother..."
Everyone shouted in unison.
Xu Zheng controlled his electric wheelchair and drove towards Zhang Fan. After arriving in front of Zhang Fan, Xu Zheng said respectfully: "Master Zhang, do you think what I did is okay?"
"Not bad!" Zhang Fan praised.
Hearing Zhang Fan's praise, Xu Zheng chuckled.
Seeing the scene in front of him, Zhang Bao, who recalled what had just happened, seemed to understand a little. He did not continue to entangle with Xu Zheng's people, but led his brothers to surround the men in suits who originally belonged to their side.
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The man in suit who controlled the soul-piercing needle kept his head lowered and did not raise his head from the beginning to the end. Zhang Bao leaned down, lifted up the man in suit's head and took off his glasses.
When he saw the face of the man in the suit, Zhang Bao shouted in surprise, "Yan Dong? How could it be you?"
After hearing Zhang Bao's words, other people's reactions were normal, but Xu Ying's eyes in the distance flickered slightly, and Xu Zheng also looked away at Xu Ying.
The next moment, Xu Ying was seen walking quickly in the direction of Yan Dong.
"Why can't it be me? I just want to kill Zhang Shengli!" Yan Dong looked at Zhang Bao with a cold light in his eyes.