"Retreat!" Feeling the astonishing fluctuations of ghost energy contained in the ghost energy light ball in my hand, Yang Mo's scalp suddenly became numb, and then he shouted loudly and retreated violently.
"It's too late..." I grinned, showing my white teeth, and immediately my body appeared in front of Yang Mo like a ghost, and fiercely pushed the ghostly light ball onto his chest.
Seeing this, Yang Fan almost reflexively slashed the machete in his hand towards my ghostly light ball.
"Crack!" Almost at the moment when the machete came into contact with the ghostly light ball, the machete seemed to vibrate violently, and then it fell apart with a click.
"How is that possible?" Yang Fan said in horror as he looked at the ghostly light group that had only shrunk in size after he struck hard.
However, he is also a man who has experienced hundreds of battles. After being shocked, an astonishing ghost energy surged out of his body, and then quickly concentrated on his hands, and then caught the ghost energy on my palm.
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"Boom!" An earth-shattering explosion, like thunder, resounded on the playground of Shacheng No. 2 Middle School. At the same time, a raging wave of ghostly energy swept out like a tsunami. The windows that were originally just cracked,
It shattered suddenly, and countless glass shards rained down like a downpour.
"Pfft!" The dozens of ghost energy owners were directly lifted up by the wave of ghost energy. A mouthful of blood spat out along the way, and they slid on the ground for more than ten meters before slowly stopping.
Yang Fan, who was under the attack of the ghost energy light group, was extremely depressed. His hair was scattered randomly on his forehead, his clothes were burned a lot, and his right chest was directly burned.
A blood hole was opened, and the blood flowed out as if it was free. Next to the blood hole was burnt flesh. Although he still failed to block my ghostly light ball, he at least changed the direction.
, otherwise, if this ghostly light ball landed on his left chest, he would be dead by now. But even so, Yang Fan is already dying at this time and is not far from death.
The palm of my left hand is also constantly flowing with blood. Although when the ghost energy light group explodes, it does less damage to myself because it is my own ghost energy. However, because the ghost energy light group is too powerful,
It still caused some damage to me, but compared with the dying Yangfan at this time, I am undoubtedly much better.
At this time, Yang Fan still had a breath left, and there was still a trace of shock and disbelief on his face. He raised his hand with difficulty, pointed at me and murmured: "You...you are actually strong."
It has reached this point...I am not willing to accept it..."
At this point, Yang Fan spit out another mouthful of blood. After looking at me unwillingly, he slowly closed his eyes.
A ghost possessor looked at me with a horrified expression, and immediately ran and crawled away from the school gate.
"Stop..." My faint voice rang in the ears of the ghost possessor: "If you move, you will die..."
Hearing this, the owner of the ghost energy shuddered immediately, then turned around tremblingly, raised his hands, and said tremblingly: "Brother, please forgive me, it is not my wish to fight against you, but Yang Fan
I have no choice but to give orders..."
"Yes, brother..." A tall girl in white also said in a panic: "We know we were wrong... Just let us go..."
Without Yang Fan's help, although these thirteen ghost energy owners are not weak, they are no match for me. I may be hurt a little, but give me some time, I can kill them all!
Moreover, the power of the ghostly light group had clearly frightened them, so they had lost the courage to continue fighting and begged for mercy.
"I can let you go, but you have to keep some money to buy your life, right?" I chuckled: "Give me your ghost cards, and then collect 300 ghost crystals for me, otherwise, you will die here.
Bar..."
"Three hundred pieces of ghost crystal? Why don't you go and rob it?" Hearing this, the tall girl suddenly lost her voice and said.
"Aren't I just robbing you now?" I looked at her with a smile and said, "Should I hand it over on my own initiative, or should I dig it out after I kill you?"
Hearing this, a young man with dark skin said with a grimace: "Brother, most of our ghost crystals have been handed over to Yang Fan, and those ghost crystals have long been absorbed by Yang Fan. Now that we are fully prepared, I am afraid we can only
I can scrape together two hundred ghost crystals..."
"Then take two hundred ghost crystals!" I said expressionlessly.
"Okay..." The dozen or so ghost energy owners gathered together and began to collect ghost crystals with painful expressions on their faces. They took them from their clothes pockets, pants pockets, and even two girls took them out of their underwear.
A few ghost crystals
Seeing this, the corner of my mouth suddenly twitched, and I waved my hand and said, "You can keep the ghost crystals of those two girls for yourself..."
Hearing this, the two girls were immediately overjoyed, but the other students were not so lucky and could only hand over the ghost crystals they had worked so hard to save with a grimace.
The dark-skinned young man counted the number of ghost crystals and said, "Brother, these are two hundred ghost crystals. Can you count them?"
"No need..." I said calmly.
I took off my coat, put the small mountain of ghost crystals inside my clothes, then placed it on the ground, and said, "Where's the ghost card?"
"Here..." The dark-skinned young man carefully handed over the thirteen ghost cards.
I carefully looked at the thirteen ghost cards in my hand and found that there were three trump cards among them. It seemed that three of the dozen ghost energy owners were the monitors of a certain ghost master class.
Among the three trump cards, the one with the highest score is four hundred points. After all, every time it reaches midnight, the scores of all the ghost cards will be concentrated on the trump card. Therefore, these three trump cards have the most points.
Although the scores of the other ten ghost cards are not as high as those of the three trump cards, on average, each ghost card has thirty points, so I probably added eleven hundred points to my ghost card.
With the points I collected, I have already achieved my goal. It seems that the speed of grabbing points is still faster... However, I naturally have no sympathy for these people who wanted my life before, so I used them as tricks.
All points are crossed out.
Seeing this, the faces of the thirteen ghost energy owners all showed a look of pain. However, they could only watch me take away the points. Points can be accumulated slowly, but if they lose their lives,
, then there is nothing. Moreover, it is only a week before the competition begins.
I looked at the eleven hundred points on the ghost card and the two hundred ghost crystals next to it. I nodded with satisfaction and said, "Okay, get out of here!"
"Hey... let's get out of here, get out of here..." Hearing this, the dozen ghost energy owners ran and crawled away from the place as if they had been granted amnesty.
Because, when I fought with the seventh commander before, I consumed a lot of ghost energy. Although I recovered a lot on the way, it was quickly exhausted in the battle with the eighth commander. Therefore, the ghost energy in my body at this time
I felt very empty, so I took some ghost crystals to absorb some ghost energy.
"But before that, we have to deal with Yang Fan first..." I glanced at Yang Fan who was lying miserably on the ground. His chest was still rising and falling slightly, and I could also feel the ghostly aura on his body.
Fluctuation, obviously not dead yet.
To cut off the grass is to remove the root, so I stepped forward, picked up the dagger, and was about to stab his chest to kill him, when the voice of the fourth commander came from the ghost sign in my pocket.
"Seventh brother, are you there..."
Hearing this, I hesitated for a moment, then picked up the ghost card and said, "Master Fourth Commander... I am Yan Ye, do you still remember me?"
"Why is it still you?" The fourth commander said in shock: "Where is Yang Mo?"
"...He hasn't finished yet." I replied.
"Damn it, it's been almost two hours and he's not done yet?" the fourth commander roared, "call him out now, immediately, immediately!"
"But... the Seventh Commander has given an order. Unless he comes out on his own initiative, no one can go in and disturb him, otherwise he will be killed without mercy..." I said in embarrassment: "Sir, please don't embarrass us little ones.
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There was silence for a while, and then he said: "Okay, I also know the character of the seventh brother. I'm afraid that after you went in, you were killed by him before you had time to report. Well, when Yang Mo comes out, you tell him,
Immediately rush to Shacheng No. 28 Middle School, which is about four kilometers west of where he is..."
After hearing this, I pondered for a moment, and then said: "Sir, can you tell me what happened? With the temper of the Seventh Commander, if I don't explain clearly, I will suffer a lot..."
Now that I have Yang Mo's trick, wouldn't it be a big loss if I don't get more information?
"Well..." the fourth commander said: "We have found Lin Huai's accomplice, his name is Yang Zixuan... We plan to extract Lin Huai's whereabouts from him and then execute him in public. This is a man who established his authority.
It's a good time. The seventh brother must be there. Oh, by the way, the eighth brother will probably be back soon at this time. You tell the seventh brother that he and the eighth brother will come together when the time comes..."
Hearing this, my pupils shrank suddenly, but I controlled my emotions very well. So I tried my best to calm myself and said: "Okay, Sir Fourth Commander, I will tell you the truth..."
"Well... I'll leave it to you now." The other party agreed and immediately hung up.
After hanging up the phone, my face slowly darkened.
Yang Zixuan is my brother, and there is no way I will not save him... But with the Fourth Commander there, how can I rescue Yang Zixuan under his eyes?
I pondered for a moment, and then my eyes turned to the dying Eighth Commander Yang Fan.
"Oh, I'm still alive, and my life is quite tough..." I smiled and said, "In that case, then you can come with me..."