Realizing the danger, Li Leping frowned and retreated behind everyone.
"If you want to stop me, this method alone is not enough."
Zhang Xianguang's voice came out as he walked down again, echoing in the playground covered with weeds.
at the same time
There are also abnormalities around the school.
A group of darkness appeared near the wall, surrounding the study side like a circle.
"The ghost is coming."
Wei Jing looked at the familiar darkness and affirmed with a numb face.
"Are you kidding? How could a ghost just appear here?" Zhou Deng was shocked.
Li Jun's tone was a little angry: "It must have been done by the ghost herder Chen Qiaoyang. I didn't expect that he could even drive ghosts."
He couldn't help but think of Chen Qiaoyang's self-introduction.
Living people can only see ghosts, but living and dead people cannot see ghost shepherds.
Now it seems that this sentence is indeed not bragging.
"The number of suppressed ghosts is 9. Once alone, we will definitely die. We must get together to avoid being targeted."
Wei Jing looked at Zhang Xianguang walking out of the corridor and said suddenly: "So, are you trying to trap us with ghost paintings? But what is the purpose of this? Is it to delay time so that the ghost paintings can spread to more places, or is it?
Want to kill us all at once?"
"Humph, it's not certain who will kill whom."
He Yin'er said that, but he immediately followed the other captains and came over to get together.
With so many captains, the number of ghosts controlled by them definitely exceeds 9, which is enough to circumvent the killing patterns of ghosts.
“Why not have both?”
The voice that spoke was Zhang Xianguang, but what was creepy was that Zhang Xianguang, who was already standing at the top of the stairs, did not speak.
The voice came from behind him.
Suddenly, someone else walked out of the abandoned teaching building.
This man was also carrying a rusty old broadsword.
He is still Zhang Xianguang.
"Are you kidding? Quadruplets?"
Zhou Deng looked stunned.
However, the words did not fall.
The third and fourth Zhang Xianguang walked out of the teaching building.
It wasn't until the fifth Zhang Xianguang came out that the teaching building became quiet.
But the five Zhang Xianguangs who appeared in front of them were enough to shock the captains.
These five Zhang Xianguangs all look exactly the same, without any difference, and they all hold an old, rusty broadsword in their hands.
"Restart? And it also has some kind of supernatural superposition ability?"
Even though there were eight captains gathered here, they still felt extremely horrified when they saw this scene.
"This guy……"
Everyone's expressions were grim, and it could be said that it was the first time for many of them to feel such a terrifying sense of oppression from a ghost master.
As the negotiations broke down, Zhang Xianguang finally showed his true fierce side.
The strength shown previously may be regarded as a small effort at this moment.
Of course, no ghost master who can become the captain is simple, but even so, they have never seen any ghost master in the supernatural circle show such terrifying supernatural power.
A ghost controller like this could be regarded as the top even in the previous era. It is estimated that only the old monsters from the Republic of China, such as Mr. Qin and other older generation ghost controllers, can suppress him.
"Differs greatly."
Li Leping looked at the five Zhang Xianguangs who appeared in front of him, then looked at the captains on his side, and felt this cruel fact in his heart.
"No wonder he has such a big appetite. A guy with this kind of super superimposed superpower may indeed destroy our group here."
Liu San had to admit that what Zhang Xianguang said was the truth.
"He Yin'er, call the soul."
Yang Jian, who was also aware of the gap between the two sides, glanced at He Yin'er.
Although this method is a bit shameless, like calling the parents if you can't beat him, but now he can't care so much. If he really wants to fight to the death with five Zhang Xianguang armed with big swords, he still doesn't know who will live and who will die. Even if he is on his side
If you really win it, it will inevitably be a miserable victory.
The current situation does not allow them to win miserably.
"No need for you to remind me."
He Yin'er, who still had such a bad temper, took a deep breath, immediately took off the bracelet from his wrist, and took out an old wooden comb and a pocket watch that had long since stopped running from his clothes.
Three blurry silhouettes appeared nearby.
She wants to summon three dead souls in one go.
But it takes some time for the dead souls to appear.
And Zhang Xianguang obviously will not give He Yin'er time to summon the soul.
now.
The five Zhang Xianguangs walked over and raised the old swords in their hands.
Although the lifting movements are inconsistent, after the previous confrontation, everyone knows that this knife does not require substantial contact to kill people. As long as the slashing action is completed, the person or ghost in front will suffer a terrible attack.
See this scene.
Yang Jian, Li Leping, Li Jun, Liu San, and Wei Jing took a step forward in unison.
Their top confrontation experience and fearless determination made them react instinctively and block the remaining three people.
Among these three people, one takes time to summon souls, one is new to the position but has little strength, and one is more capable of intelligence assistance.
So there was no need for verbal communication or hesitation at this moment. The five veteran captains stood in the front.
No matter what grudges they had before, when the most dangerous and critical moment comes, they can always step forward immediately. This is why they can become the first captains.
That is at this time.
The five big knives fell together, as if swiping in mid-air at random.
moment.
A horrific supernatural attack breaks out.
A ferocious crack appeared on Yang Jian's neck, and his head fell off his neck.
However, because he was in the ghost realm of the ghost painting, the ghost eye was suppressed, so he could only let blood spurt out from the fracture without being able to restart it.
A hole appeared on Li Jun's face on the side, and the gloomy will-o'-the-wisp spewed out through the hole, as if out of control, trying to engulf him in turn.
Liu San's body was also torn open, revealing a dead body hidden under the yellow paper. The skin of the dead body was also cut open, and thick blood flowed out.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Wei Jing's face was expressionless, and his chest was directly torn open, exposing the rotten and smelly internal organs.
As for Li Leping, he was the one who was targeted the most. Zhang Xianguang seemed to be retaliating for his two previous attacks, and his attack was particularly vicious. He actually cut Li Leping vertically from the top of his head to the bottom, directly cutting Li Leping in the middle.
For two.
"you……"
Such a tragic scene made He Yin'er stunned for a moment. She wanted to say something, but found that the words were stuck in her throat and she didn't know how to say it.
Because she never thought that even five people, including Liu San, would be so decisive in blocking Zhang Xianguang's attack for her and protect her safe and sound.
Zhou Deng was also shocked, and then his eyes turned red.
Although Lu Zhiwen's face was as stiff as wood and still expressionless, his eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he only regretted that he was not good at fighting.
"Fight back."
The five captains who each resisted Zhang Xianguang's sword blow obviously would not give him a second chance to swing the sword.
Immediately, the five captains launched a counterattack.
Li Leping's body that was cut in half recovered instantly, and the crack that split it in two had long since disappeared along with the disappearance of a memory.
At the same time, thick black smoke filled the air around him.
Although this is the world of ghost paintings, ghost smoke can still be released, as long as the ghost paintings themselves are not in front of the ghost smoke.
Soon, Zhang Xianguang, who attacked Li Leping, was shrouded in thick smoke. He put on his hood again, erasing his traces and diluting his presence. He also walked into the black smoke at this moment, as if he was looking for someone in the dark night.
A living person, like an evil ghost who harvested the lives of living people, appeared next to Zhang Xianguang in a flash.
At this moment, a pale palm grabbed Zhang Xianguang's wrist holding the broadsword.
Immediately afterwards, the pale and bloodless palm suddenly turned blue, and several terrible death curses broke out, spreading to Zhang Xianguang's body at this moment.
Suddenly, a layer of waxy paint appeared on the surface of Zhang Xianguang's body. His face also turned gray at this moment, and his whole body exuded the smell of decay, and his flesh and blood fell off in the process of decay.
"I can't believe that one person can control so many mortal supernatural beings, and even have the supernatural power to erase his consciousness."
Zhang Xianguang turned his head stiffly and looked at Li Leping who was right next to him but could not see him with a dead expression. His tone became hoarse, as if his life had come to an end at this moment.
But such a scene was already very unbelievable to Li Leping.
After being attacked by short sticks, Zhang Xianguang managed to hold on for a few seconds under the mortal ghosts of the looking for human ghost, sleepwalking ghost and ghost paint.
If the mortal curse hadn't eroded his body and restricted his movements, I'm afraid this guy would have slashed at him with a knife at the last moment of his life.
What surprised Li Leping even more was that when Zhang Xianguang's body was destroyed, Zhang Xianguang's consciousness seemed to be maintained under the influence of some kind of force.
"But among you, there is only one like you."
After leaving these words, Zhang Xianguang's consciousness protection was quickly broken through by the Forgotten Ghost, and then completely wiped out, leading to complete demise.
Immediately, Zhang Xianguang became completely silent. He rotted and disappeared just like before. The old sword in his hand also disappeared and did not stay.
Li Leping's attack was successful again. The various supernatural powers in his hands were superimposed on Zhang Xianguang, and he finally managed to kill him.
But at this moment.
A strong sense of crisis emerged again.
Li Leping's heart began to throb, and then the thick smoke that enveloped him seemed to have been blown away by a strong wind, and a sudden crack appeared.
This crack looked like it had been cut with a knife. The entire piece of ghost smoke was cut into two halves in the middle and could only spread to the left and right sides.
And Li Leping happened to be standing in this gap.
In other words, this knife was originally aimed at him, but it just cut the ghost smoke that enveloped him in half.
Immediately, a bloody streak appeared on his body again from the top of his head to the bottom.
"What?!"
Yang Jian on the other side also exclaimed in surprise at this moment.
Yang Jian, whose head was beheaded by Zhang Xianguang and who finally managed to use his ghostly image to surprise Zhang Xianguang, was now attacked just like Li Leping.
Holding a spear, the tall ghost figure who nailed Zhang Xianguang was cut off at the waist, fell directly to the ground, and merged with the ground again.