Chapter eight hundred and seventy first confrontation between old and new
Chen Qiaoyang paid the price of three ghosts to hold Yang Jian back.
At least that's what he thinks.
Although this little brat named Yang is powerful, he has lost the coffin nails and suppressed two ghosts. It is impossible for him to have the energy to attack him. And even if he still has the means, he still has the last ghost that he can use.
use.
And as long as you persist a little longer, and wait until you take away the coffin nail and release the nailed ghost, the situation will turn around in an instant.
The action must be fast.
Because this place is not far from the ancient house, and the three generations of the Wang family are still nearby. If he waits for him to take action, he will really end up here.
He died just after getting out of trouble. If anyone on the road heard about it, he would probably be laughed out of his mouth.
"Chen Qiaoyang..."
However, a strange yet familiar voice suddenly appeared behind Chen Qiaoyang at this moment, as if an acquaintance was calling him nearby.
Chen Qiaoyang, who was moving, paused slightly at this moment.
This voice is so similar, so much like his dead wife. It has been so many years, and the memory is blurred, but this kind of voice can always bring back memories deep in the heart, making people want to look back.
one look.
This is a ghost calling people.
The names that ghosts call out are heard differently in everyone's ears. In Chen Qiaoyang's ears, what he heard was the voice of his dead wife.
But in Yang Jian's ears, what he heard was the strange and childish voice of the ghost boy.
this moment.
The ghost boy hidden in the ghost realm appeared at this moment, and at this critical moment, he stared at Chen Qiaoyang and called out his name.
When Chen Qiaoyang stopped and was about to turn around, what he saw out of the corner of his eye was a cold dead body. The dead body was wearing clothes from the Republic of China period, with its eyes closed, and its expression was serene and extremely penetrating.
This is the last ghost left around him.
The sight of this ghost instantly reminded Chen Qiaoyang.
His expression suddenly changed: "No, no, this is not my wife calling me, it's the ghost calling me. This is Yang Jian's method. He also has other supernatural powers in his hands..."
Chen Qiaoyang, who woke up with a start, quickly stopped his subconscious behavior.
He broke out in a cold sweat and did not dare to look back.
Experience told him that if this evil ghost calls people, he may definitely die if he turns back, and he will not do such a thing.
"Chen Qiaoyang, Chen Qiaoyang, Chen Qiaoyang..." However, the ghost boy's voice sounded one after another.
Every sound evoked a memory in Chen Qiaoyang's heart, representing the person he was most familiar with and kind to. Although he already understood that this was the ghost calling him, his body couldn't help but want to look back.
, seems to be a little out of control, and the body is gradually losing control.
"Damn it, shut up."
Chen Qiaoyang forced himself not to look back. Blood continued to drip from his wrist, and the thick black blood dripped onto the ground, gradually forming three twisted characters.
These three characters are exactly his name: Chen Qiaoyang.
This is a kind of supernatural disguise. He can temporarily change the killing pattern of the ghost, and at the same time, he can also change his own existence.
By writing his name on the ground, Chen Qiaoyang's identity was temporarily stripped from his body, and he himself became a blank existence, unable to be targeted by evil spirits.
This trick is very useful against some evil spirits who are focused on your name and identity.
"Chen Qiaoyang..." The ghost was still calling his name.
But at this moment, Chen Qiaoyang was not affected. The three bloody words he left on the ground were gradually blurring, as if they were about to spread out, and the shape of the fonts could no longer be maintained.
This method of depriving one's identity and ignoring attacks from evil spirits is obviously not permanent and can only last for a short moment.
Once the writing on the ground becomes blurred or the blood stains spread out, the supernatural power will be ineffective and the ghost's call will affect him again.
"Successful."
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Chen Qiaoyang had already arrived at the cracked wall.
The cracked golden spear pierced a terrifying corpse and sank deeply into it.
This supernatural weapon is not an illusion created by Yang Jian using the ghost realm, but a real spear, because in Yang Jian's view, if you want to fish, you must be willing to lay the bait. The fakeness in the ghost realm may be hidden from some inexperienced people.
A man who controls ghosts, but when dealing with such old Jianghu, Yang Jian would not do such stupid things.
"So, do I win after all?" Chen Qiaoyang grabbed the golden spear at this moment and tried to pull it out with force.
He only needs to take away and release the evil ghost nailed to the wall. Even without the coffin nails, he will win this battle.
Because he didn't think Yang Jian could block the attack of three ghosts, suppressing two ghosts should be his limit now.
“Can’t pull it out??”
Then, Chen Qiaoyang's expression changed.
The cracked spear nailed to the wall was motionless, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not pull it off.
it's out of the question.
Chen Qiaoyang thought that the strength brought by his body was not small. It was impossible to pull this thing out. Let alone insert it into the wall so deeply, he could pull it out even if it was completely submerged in the wall.
.
The emergence of this situation now means a possibility.
"trap!"
Chen Qiaoyang immediately realized this, and his slightly skinny face instantly showed a look of shock.
This weapon was left here by such a coincidence. It was definitely not the Yang family's little brat who was careless, but it was his intention. He deliberately nailed it not far or close to himself. It had been buried since the first time he took action.
Foreshadowing.
But why, how could he expect that he would come to seize this weapon?
If he hadn't taken this step, wouldn't it be very stupid for Yang Jian to give up the weapon in his hand first?
Unless...he can predict the future.
No.
Maybe it's not the Yang family's little brat's ability, maybe there are other helpers here.
"damn it."
Chen Qiaoyang's head was spinning wildly. He understood a lot in an instant. Now he had no idea, only one word.
escape!
You must escape from here. If you continue to fight, you will definitely be the one who dies. This little brat from the Yang family has probably figured out all of this since he first appeared.
Chen Qiaoyang let go. He tried to quickly get away from the spear nailed to the wall, and left Dadong City with the last ghost.
But the next moment.
The wall in front is loose.
The golden cracked spear also moved.
Behind the immobilized corpse, a dark silhouette of a human figure quickly emerged.
Covered by black shadow, it was like an arm wrapped around the golden cracked spear.
In the darkness.
Scarlet ghost eyes peered at all this.
Chen Qiaoyang's eyes suddenly shrank because he saw the black figure in front of him grab the cracked spear and swing it towards him. At this moment, he could see that the head of the cracked spear was wrapped with a handle.
A strange rusty hatchet.
Not good! Not good!
He knew what would happen if he was hit by that knife. However, the curse of this hatchet was too strong and had too many side effects. It was not suitable for use by living people. Moreover, it could only dismember the body, not kill it completely.
Death, so in his opinion, this hatchet was second-rate, far worse than the pendulum clock in the Wang family's ancient house.
However, when the hatchet slashed down, Chen Qiaoyang could no longer escape.
He doesn't have a ghost realm and can't leave instantly.
The hatchet suddenly slashed across.
It was stained with rust, even the edge of the knife was curled, and it couldn't cut wood. But when it came into contact with these supernatural beings, it was so sharp that it cut open a cold and terrifying body like tofu.
"Plop!"
Something fell heavily to the ground and rolled to the side of the road.
That's a human head.
The fierce ghost wearing the clothes of the Republic of China stood in front of Chen Qiaoyang and blocked the fatal knife.
The fourth ghost, also the scariest one, was originally used as a trump card and would work wonders at critical moments, but now it was dismembered by a hatchet while still showing its value. It was such a loss.
Chen Qiaoyang felt a pain in his body. He was so angry that he didn't even dare to say harsh words, so he turned around and ran away.
As long as he is alive, he, the ghost herder, can make a comeback.
Now is the last chance to escape, because after the Yang family's little brat slashes with a knife, he will be cursed. Even if he doesn't die, it will definitely be very uncomfortable.
But Chen Qiaoyang turned around without running a few steps, or even leaving the street. The scene in front of him made him dumbfounded.
"I told you, don't leave in a hurry. The fight between us is not over yet. It's the second round now." Yang Jian's figure appeared in front of him again.
There wasn't a single scratch on his body, and the traces that were almost melted before had disappeared, and he seemed to be in surprisingly good condition.
"Little bastard." Chen Qiaoyang was extremely frightened and angry. He stared at Yang Jian's neck.
Logically speaking, the curse of the hatchet should have cut off his own neck. How come nothing happened?
Yang Jian seemed to see his doubts and touched his neck: "You think it's strange, right? In fact, it's not difficult to understand. Just like when you were in the ancient house before, I moved my own time back slightly.
I have changed a little bit, now I am Yang Jian a minute ago, and a minute ago I was intact."
"This phenomenon, I call restarting itself."
"Reboot yourself?"
Chen Qiaoyang was not stupid. He understood the meaning of Yang Jian's words and shouted: "This is impossible. How can you do it on your own? Your father couldn't do this when he was alive. It's not enough for you to enter this industry."
How could it be possible to reach this point in one year..."
He was terrified at this moment.
Because he discovered that this little brat from the Yang family had reached an incredible height.
This is the ability that only the most terrifying ghosts can possess.
It is almost impossible for a living person to control it. In his memory, there is only one person who can clearly do this, the mysterious man named Qin. It is said that he is a person who survived the Republic of China.
"Some things are difficult to explain to you. Time is running out, so it's better for us to be direct." Yang Jian's eyes were solemn.
He has worked hard so far, and it can be said that he has used all his killer moves.
The fifth-level ghost realm was blocked, the sixth-level ghost realm cooperated with the coffin nail to eliminate one of the opponent's ghosts, and the restart of the seventh-level ghost realm was also used.
The complete ghost shadow, ghost hands, and coffin nails are all fighting against the evil ghost. If the last knife cannot dismember the last ghost beside Chen Qiaoyang, this battle will not even be won.
Yang Jian secretly glanced at the fierce ghost whose head had been chopped off.
The ghost was motionless at this moment.
this is normal.
After being dismembered by a hatchet, the ghost will be in a stagnant state for a period of time, because the puzzle pieces are broken up, the terror level of the ghost is reduced, and recovery becomes more difficult, but when it slows down, the dismembered ghost can still move around.
The thing I fear the most is the ghost.
It has been carried around by Chen Qiaoyang and has never been used.
Even a fool can see that this is the scariest one among the four ghosts, so Yang Jian's hatchet must be reserved for this ghost without any hesitation.
Cold sweat broke out on Chen Qiaoyang's forehead at this moment.
Although Yang Jian just stood there quietly, the pressure on him was enormous.
This little brat is even more troublesome than his father was, and the most incredible thing is that he did not inherit the supernatural power that his father controlled.
"No, not good."
Then, Chen Qiaoyang suddenly realized that his legs were rapidly losing consciousness, and he felt a cold breath eroding his body.
Although the ghosts were suppressed, it seemed that the suppression was not thorough enough.
At this moment, Chen Qiaoyang had no ghosts around him to resist him, so the invasion of ghosts was of no help to him.
Once the ghost invades his head, Chen Qiaoyang's memory will be stolen, and Yang Jian can even change his memory if he is willing.
This ability is not a ghost, but combined with the ability of the old blood-stained newspaper.
"Win, win, Xiao Yang, don't forget, this is all the credit of your Father Bear. Without me, Father Bear, you are definitely no match for this old guy. You must remember to give me a salary increase after you go back.
"
Seeing that the situation had been decided, Xiong Wenwen jumped out from nowhere. He stood up, arrogant and proud.
"Can that child predict the future?" Chen Qiaoyang's body was gradually losing control. He stared at Xiong Wenwen, wishing to tear the child into pieces.
The top ghost masters are already very difficult to deal with. If combined with the ability of prediction, it is simply an unsolvable combination.