The servant suddenly flew into the air, his figure was as fast as a ghost, and he was in front of him in an instant. His eyes were empty and lifeless, and his hands were curved like iron pliers, and he pinched Ding Fan's neck viciously.
The speed is so fast that it is simply inhuman, and there is no way to avoid it!
Ding Fan instantly lay down on his back, his body forming an arch shape. He barely managed to escape, but he broke into a cold sweat.
The soldier bent his arms and smashed his elbows into Ding Fan's chest, making a sound of explosions in the air. It seemed that the force of ten thousand kilograms could break mountains and crack rocks.
The moment Ding Fan sank down and lay flat, he quickly hooked his foot and kicked the slave in the crotch.
A black shadow passed in front of him, and the soldier was kicked out again, but he circled in the air and landed firmly on the ground, but he could not feel the ground shaking.
So weird!
"He was bent over by a fourth-level spirit ghost! Xiaofan, you can't beat him, so leave quickly." Leng Ling'er said anxiously.
Success or failure lies in one fell swoop. If you can't defeat it, you have to fight!
What's more, he can't outrun the possessed servant, so he can only fight to the end.
Ding Fan jumped up, closed his eyes, and felt calmly. Before his eyes, a black shadow came in an instant, and the iron fist carried the sound of wind and went straight to his throat.
Turning his head to avoid it, Ding Fan swept his kick towards the servant's waist. The opponent's figure twisted into a twist, and he missed the kick, but took the opportunity to kick Ding Fan's knee.
In a matter of ten seconds, the two of them had already passed hundreds of moves. It was definitely a peak showdown.
Lao Scar had already grabbed someone by the neck and walked out of the room. When he saw the scene outside the door, he was so shocked that he rubbed his big eyes hard. He couldn't believe what he saw, and he didn't have the courage to come and help.
"Take this person away quickly, the sooner the better!"
Ding Fan fought and shouted, and Lao Scar woke up from a dream and took out the short knife from his waist and held it in front of him.
The man that Lao Scar was pinching was none other than Lou Shuhang. At this moment, he was covered with a black hood. He couldn't see everything outside, but he was still struggling. There must be something stuffed in his mouth, and he was moaning.
Lao Scar was so good, he was the first to subdue Lou Shuhang even after being injured. However, this situation still made the soles of his feet weak, and the hands holding Lou Shuhang's neck were unable to exert their strength.
Lou Shuhang noticed it and actually pulled his neck out of the iron clamps.
The bodyguards gathered together and pushed him to the ground. Lao Scar suddenly woke up, remembering Wu Yahuan's instructions, hit Lou Shuhang on the back of the head with an iron fist, and dragged Lou Shuhang away quickly with the bodyguards surrounding him!
Whoosh!
The soldier suddenly passed by Ding Fan and rushed to rescue Lou Shuhang. Lao Scar could have slashed hard with his knife, but he felt that his hand was empty and the short knife appeared in the soldier's hand.
Old Scar was so frightened that he almost flew out of his wits, and his eyes were as big as bells. He saw the soldier twisting his hands, and the short knife made of fine iron was instantly twisted and deformed. It was thrown aside with a clang, but it was embedded three centimeters deep into the wall.
"Stop looking and leave quickly!"
Ding Fan shouted again, and at the same time injected his true energy into the ring, activating the thunder crystal. A thin bolt of lightning struck the body of the person in service, instantly freezing him on the spot.
There was a crunching sound, and Ding Fan gave the soldier a hard kick on the knee.
His knees were broken, and the soldier knelt directly on the ground. This guy might be mute, but he still remained silent.
Suddenly, all the lights in the corridor were turned off, pitch black, and a creepy hoarse laughter came from the air. Accompanied by the bone-chilling cold, a cyan zombie suddenly appeared, more than two meters tall, with skin like cyan tree bark.
The protruding eyeballs were like copper bells, showing a terrifying blood red color.
Ding Fan seemed to be imprisoned on the spot, and even his breathing seemed to have stopped! The zombie bared its long and short fangs, kept laughing, and suddenly stretched out its sharp claws with bulging veins, and grabbed Wu Yahuan, who was stunned on the spot.
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Wu Yahuan was lifted high, his legs were fluttering helplessly, and the veins on his forehead popped out and could split at any time!
"No!!!"
Ding Fan let out a cry of pain, but he couldn't stop this from happening.
Another sharp claw directly pierced Wu Yahuan's chest, and gurgling blood immediately poured out. The corners of Wu Yahuan's mouth were stretched and deformed due to pain, and his arms hung down weakly, and he died on the spot.
Later, Wu Yahuan was thrown to the ground, his limbs were twisted, and his joints were broken!
Before he could stop, he drew out his sharp claws and swiped the zombies at will, hitting Lao Scar on the head.
Half of Lao Scar's head was knocked off, and the rest of his mouth was still open, and his screams were frozen in this moment.
In the blink of an eye, Lou Shuhang appeared next to the zombie, pulled off his hood, and looked at Ding Fan mockingly.
"Xiaofan! Wake up!"
Leng Ling'er's voice suddenly sounded in his mind, and Ding Fan suddenly woke up. The lights in the corridor were still bright, as if he had just had a terrifying dream.
At this moment, Wu Yahuan has followed the bodyguards to the stairs. This is the right thing to do. Taking the elevator is undoubtedly more dangerous.
"That's a fourth-level spirit ghost forcing you to dream and creating a very real dream illusion." Leng Ling'er said anxiously.
"Ling'er, thank you!"
Suddenly, the lights in the corridor went out again, and a small figure staggered into the corridor. He was covered in blood, his face was pale, his eye sockets were empty, and there was dark brown blood oozing out of them. It was Mu Xiaolei.
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His whole body became cold, and Ding Fan could hear the sound of his heart breaking. Under Leng Ling'er's interference, Ding Fan woke up again, and the illusion in front of him disappeared again.
The servant struggled to stand up and suddenly spoke, with the hoarse voice of a middle-aged man, "Ding Fan, for a while, he was able to resist falling asleep."
"That's all you have! You don't even dare to show your true face." Ding Fan snorted coldly.
"Don't lie to me, I don't want to be struck by lightning. Ding Fan, as long as you agree to release those two spirit ghosts, I will let you go today. Otherwise, you will definitely die." The soldier sneered again and again.
"Those two spirit ghosts were too annoying, and I have already destroyed them."
"Nonsense, their soul lights are still on, but they are very weak and on the verge of collapse, but they can still be saved."
"Okay, because I'm afraid of you, I'll let them go when I get back. From now on, we can go our separate ways and don't provoke me again." Ding Fan seemed to have compromised, but his inner plan was to leave here first.
"There is no proof for what you say. Hand over the spirit ghost you have hidden with you as a pledge. After the transaction is completed, it will be returned to you." The servant said.
The fourth-level spirit ghost is really very smart and actually came up with this trick. As long as Leng Ling'er leaves the body, he can cast the dream-creating spell again. By then, Ding Fan will be unable to deal with it and will be slaughtered.
But Ding Fan is not stupid. Giving up on Leng Ling'er would be equivalent to handing over his own life. Besides, Ding Fan will not give up on Leng Ling'er no matter what. This is one of the bottom lines of his life.
"If there is no other nonsense, I will not accompany you." Ding Fan clasped his fists.
"It seems you don't want to trade anymore?"
Yin energy surged around the servant's body, dragging one leg and jumping towards him. At the same time, Ding Fan also felt that his consciousness was being violently impacted.