Mysterious Recovery

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"What? Hu Zongshang was dismembered?"

Yang Jian's attack was beyond everyone's expectations, and even Sister Hong was surprised, because she knew very well the attack method of the hatchet in Yang Jian's hand. , and it was impossible for Yang Jian to trigger Hu Zongshang's media just now, and the two were far apart and had no substantial contact.

But under such unreasonable circumstances, the hatchet's attack played a role.

And once the hatchet hits, even the real ghost will be severely injured at the moment, and if it is a ghost rider, it will most likely be killed.

"Yang Jian."

Sister Hong was very angry, she glared at the figure of Yang Jian who was shrouded in ghost fire.

"Don't stare at me like that. This is just the beginning. The remaining four people have to die here. If you are still obsessed, you may die here." Yang Jian's voice came from the ghost realm. It was impossible to tell his exact location.

"You won't succeed again." Sister Hong gritted her teeth.

Yang Jian's figure emerged, and he walked out of the firelight: "Although you were the top ghost rider in the Republic of China in your last life, but the resurrection time in this life is not long, and the spiritual power you possess is limited, so don't think too much of it. , you can't even protect yourself, and you still have time to care about others?"

"Zhang Youhong, if you destroy his ghost realm, we will take action together, and the probability of winning is not low."

At this moment, the young woman in the tattered skirt spoke in a cold tone.

"And Hu Zongshang hasn't died yet. He was just dismembered. This method can't kill him. Don't worry for the time being. He will recover after a while. If we just need to continue to spend with him, this Yang Jian will surely die." Another man in a short jacket also spoke up.

Sister Hong's eyes moved slightly: "Zhang Yi, third brother Qiu, don't underestimate this person, he has broken through my blockade, my puppets can't stop him, and the next attack is likely to bypass me. To deal with you, but I will try my best to destroy his ghost realm, I hope it can be successful."

She doesn't have much confidence, because Yang Jian has been growing, and the growth rate is very fast. Every time she meets her, she can exceed her expectations. This time, Yang Jian has shown a different spiritual power, and this new The supernatural power is very powerful and unexpected.

Sister Hong didn't want to sit still and wait any longer. Immediately, the nearby puppets swarmed and formed a row, which not only blocked the coverage of Yangjian Ghost Realm, but also protected a few people behind her.

But that alone is not enough.

Sister Hong took out a red handkerchief from her body. The handkerchief had a strange head embroidered on it. It looked like an important person, but it looked like a terrifying ghost, and the pictures on the handkerchief changed with time. The changes are constantly changing, sometimes it is an avatar, sometimes it becomes a weird limb, and sometimes it is a cold corpse.

"A magical item?"

Yang Jian had a panoramic view of Sister Hong's behavior. Based on his judgment, there was no doubt that the handkerchief was definitely not a simple thing, and it might even be Sister Hong's supernatural weapon.

moment.

The picture on Sister Hong's handkerchief has changed again, and it has become an eye. That eye is very similar to the ghost's eye, but the picture of another person appears near the ghost's eye. That person is not Yang Jian, but a serious ghost.

After the complete presentation of this picture, Sister Hong wrapped the handkerchief around her palm.

The red handkerchief gradually adhered to her palm, like a piece of red skin sticking to it, and something strange happened. On the red handkerchief, a scarlet eye appeared. And it spins weirdly.

This is also a ghost eye.

"There is only one real ghost eye. How different can you use other supernatural disguise?" Yang Jian said.

Sister Hong shook the handkerchief on the back of her hand: "I don't need you to tell me the truth, but you can't use all the supernatural powers of ghost eyes, you don't need to completely beat you, you just need to interfere with your ghost realm. already."

The ghost eye on her handkerchief was glowing red at the moment, and the terrifying ghost realm radiated out,

The red ghost realm is very familiar. At this moment, it has surpassed the shroud of ghost fire, and instead invaded the location of Yang Jian.

Obviously, the ghost realm emitted by the ghost eyes on this handkerchief is very broken. The ghost realm of the ghost fire can burn to the fourth floor, but it is vulnerable in front of Sister Hong. Even this kind of ghost realm wants to pull Yang Jian. go in.

The ghost domain interfered with each other, and the fire around Yang Jian was dark, and his figure was completely revealed.

"The opportunity is now."

A man in an old suit was also one of the five people in the Republic of China who had been resurrected this time. When he saw that Sister Hong had successfully blocked Yang Jian's ghost realm, he immediately went straight to Yang Jian.

The distance was instantly shortened.

This man in an old suit appeared in front of Yang Jian in the blink of an eye. He stretched out his palms and tried to grab it towards Yang Jian.

The seemingly simple action seems to carry some kind of mortal supernatural attack.

"Feng Wen, don't." Sister Hong narrowed her eyes and hurriedly shouted.

"Reminder now, it's too late, greed has a price."

Yang Jian also reached out to the man named Feng Wen, but then his hand froze in mid-air, and his body couldn't move.

"You were the one who was careless. I was already following you when I revealed your name. It's just that you hid in the ghost realm before and didn't find the right time to do it. Now you can't hide."

At some point in her hand, the woman named Zhang Yi held a little figure woven from straw, with two black characters written on the back of the little figure: Yang Jian.

The hands and feet of the scarecrow with Yang Jian's name written on it were all bound at the moment, and under the influence of some kind of curse, Yang Jian's body could not move.

"Send you on your way." Feng Wen, who was wearing an old suit, took advantage of this opportunity.

Two cold palms were printed on Yang Jian's face, leaving two gray palm prints.

The breath of death spreads.

Yang Jian's nose is bleeding from the nose, his eyes are going blind, and even his ears can't hear immediately.

The sound was heard, and the whole person was suddenly deprived of a lot of things by the supernatural, and even life seemed to be fading away at a terrifying speed.

"Successful? But not enough, just in case give him another shot."

The man in the short jacket who was called by Sister Hong as the third brother Qiu also planned to take action at this time, preparing to superimpose supernatural attacks, killing Yang Jian completely at one time, and not giving him a chance to fight back.

But before he could take action, the scene in front of him made his eyes widen.

With a flash of red light on Yang Jian's body, he broke free of all restraints in an instant, wiped out all supernatural attacks, and cut off the red spear in his hand again. Before this man named Feng Wen could dodge, he was directly beheaded with his face full of astonishment. The body was torn apart, and it was broken into two sections.

The viscous blood splattered all over the ground, dyed red.

However, after all this was done, the long gun clip disappeared instantly with a red light.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Yi, who was wearing a tattered skirt, had been pinned to the ground through his stomach, and he had no room to struggle, so he lowered his head and did not move.

"So?" Qiu Sange's body trembled slightly.

"You want to do it too?" A cold voice sounded. behind?

Brother Qiu broke out in a cold sweat, and he clearly saw Yang Jian still in front.

Has the ghost domain blocking failed?

"stop."

The last Ghost Rider of the Republic of China roared and planned to take action, but Yang Jian didn't turn his head, just accompanied by the filial piety of the vicious dog around, the roaring man immediately lost his movement and fell to the ground. .

"Are you underestimating me?" Brother Qiu San turned around and tried to fight back.

But the next moment, a charred palm grabbed his neck and lifted him up.

The supernatural confrontation begins.

A ghost hand appeared out of nowhere, covering Brother Qiu Sange's body, but it quickly fell down, because some kind of terrifying spirituality was reviving on Sange Qiu's body, resisting the limitation of the ghost hand, even this kind of ghost hand. The terrifying spirit is still fighting back, trying to erode Yang Jian's body.

"Your abilities are good. The ghost in your body has inherited everything you have, so you can exert all your supernatural power. If you don't ask, if you really give you a little time to grow, it will really be a big trouble in the future."

A gloomy ghost fire appeared on Yang Jian's ghost hand.

moment.

The small flame suddenly swelled, directly engulfing the person in front of him.

"what!"

The shrill screams reverberated, and the burns of the ghost fire were huge for those who control the supernatural, no less than the pain of being roasted by a living person.

In an instant, the four Ghost Riders of the Republic of China were all defeated.

Yang Jian was not surprised by such a result, but felt it was a matter of course.

Not every Ghost Rider during the Republic of China was a monster. Sister Hong was able to resurrect these people, which showed that their strength was not strong. If they were particularly strong, they could not be easily resurrected.

"Yang Jian, don't be too happy too soon."

The red ghost realm that does not belong to Yang Jian shrouded in an instant, Sister Hong's counterattack arrived, and countless red figures posted

Nearly, the icy palms pierced through Yang Jian's body like nails. These puppets had their joints intertwined and their bodies twisted, like a prison cell trapping Yang Jian in an instant, even standing on the ghost. Full of many puppets.

Obviously, Sister Hong knew not only to limit Yang Jian, but also to limit ghosts. After all, she inherited Liu Qingqing's memory and had experience with Yang Jian. She knew that Yang Jian's real identity was the ghost on the ground, not this one. A half-dead body.

The burning ghost fire quickly extinguished, and Yang Jian was terribly restricted. Seizing this opportunity, a red puppet man and Qiu Sange quickly retreated.

"I'm not dead yet, Zhang Youhong, don't hold back, kill him, you can do it, I always believe in you."

Third brother Qiu was scorched black, with flames still remaining on it, which could not be easily extinguished, so he said gloomily at this moment.

Yang Jian was restricted by countless puppets, he turned his neck and looked at Sister Hong: "It seems that after your resurrection, your strength is weaker than I imagined, and even I can't deal with it, otherwise I won't be able to protect them. several."

He fought against the old monsters of the Republic of China in Baishui Town. Whether it was an old woman with a basket, a door knocker in her lifetime, or the owner of the cemetery, everyone was so terrifying and suffocating. The performance is unsatisfactory.

"Crap."

Sister Hong's face sank. Of course, her life is not without cost. She has to give up a lot of things, and even if she has previous memories, she can't restore her previous strength, because many successful experiences cannot be replicated. The first time you can succeed and reach that height, the second time may not.

Immediately, all the puppets moved, and each puppet took a part of Yang Jian's body, like a disassembled building block. Even the ghosts couldn't resist this kind of supernatural attack, and they were touched by the puppet. It was split into many black shadows.

A complete Yangjian just disappeared like this.

Each puppet is holding a part of Yang Jian's body in his hand. The strange thing is that these bodies are not dead, but alive, and even the disassembled heart is still beating.

"Successfully killed Yang Jian?"

At this time, Hu Zongshang, who was dismembered at the beginning, opened his eyes, regained consciousness, and came to his senses.

Although he is only half of his body, he is still alive, and the body divided into two halves is slowly recovering over time.

It's just that he still can't move, just like a real corpse.

"He's not dead yet, he was just broken up into countless pieces by me. As long as these corpses are stored separately, he will never be able to recover." Sister Hong said: "I'm not as good as before, it's very easy to do this step. It's not easy, it's also because Yang Jian was only focusing on dealing with you just now, if it weren't for this, I wouldn't be able to seize this opportunity."

"He's too arrogant, and it's only natural that the boat capsized now." Although the scorched third brother Qiu was in pain at the moment, his face was still expressionless.

"Rescue Zhang Yi quickly, she's still pinned."

Sister Hong said: "She can't die for the time being, it's just a coffin nail, there's no danger."

With that said, a puppet in a cheongsam walked over and tried to pull out the red spear.

But as soon as the puppet came into contact with the spear, a terrible curse erupted in an instant, and the red puppet immediately froze in place and did not move.

"Is there some kind of curse on it?" Sister Hong walked over in person and touched the spear from the handkerchief-wrapped palm.

With a slight movement, Sister Hong felt a terrifying cold aura coming, and then eroded her whole body, but the red handkerchief blocked this cold erosion, she directly pulled out the spear, and quickly threw it aside.

This supernatural weapon is very special, and she doesn't want to touch it for the time being.

Without the suppression of the coffin nails, this Republic of China woman also slowly woke up.

But just when Sister Hong was rescuing these people. Among the incomplete ghosts, one ghost's eyes suddenly opened.

Then the red light that drowned everything came on.

next moment.

In the depths of this red light, Yang Jian once again appeared in front of everyone intact.

"As I said, it's not difficult for me to reverse life and death." The familiar and cold voice echoed, making everyone's heart shrink.

"Are you kidding me, this isn't dead?"

The charred skin on Qiu Sange's face has not recovered yet, he opened his eyes wide and looked shocked.

"Restart? And it's a large-scale restart, which is completely different from the previous restart itself." Sister Hong turned around and saw the scene she didn't want to see the most.

Yang Jian stood on the spot and didn't do anything, but said, "Sister Hong, don't you understand? Until now, none of the people around you have died."

Sister Hong frowned. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

"It's not that I can't kill them, it's that they are already dead. Now their real identity is ghosts. At present, their behavior is just retaining the habits and memories before them, so they seem to be normal people, but this kind of It won't last for a long time normally," Yang Jian said.

"Don't talk nonsense, it's impossible for me to be persuaded by you. I've been waiting for this day for a long time." Sister Hong said, "Really? That's really a pity."

Yang Jian sighed slightly and then stretched out his hand to grab it. The long spear that fell to the side appeared directly in his hand. The next moment, he said in a low voice, "If this knife is cut, it will definitely hit the person in front of him."

After making a wish, the spear fell.

Originally, Sister Hong was unable to leave her medium when she stepped on red high heels, and she couldn’t even cut herself in the ghost realm, but with the help of the wishing ghost, Sister Hong’s medium appeared just like the person before. In front of him, just at the moment when the medium appeared, the hatchet slid past and chopped off its head. The next moment, the curse broke out.

Sister Hong's neck was torn in an instant, and a beautiful head left her body and fell to the ground with a bang.

Not only Sister Hong, but other puppets also fell with their heads.