Chapter 211 Collapse
Zhu Heng looked at the man in front of him. The raised knife was still not swung down. He just watched him put the ghost in front of him, then turned and walked towards the crowd. .
Zhu Heng's heart moved and he immediately put down his hand. He looked at the man's footsteps. The moment his footsteps landed on the ground, Zhu Heng's footsteps also fell.
The footsteps of the two fell and lifted simultaneously. Although he was hidden by the ghost assassin, his footsteps made no sound, but Yang Jian was too vigilant, and his eyes were always staring here. .
This can be more concealed. Zhu Heng walked forward step by step. He planned to blend into the crowd so that even Yang Jian would not be able to judge his position immediately.
Yang Jian in the crowd frowned. He always felt that there was something wrong with the person in front of him, but he couldn't find the problem.
"Stop." Yang Jian thought for a while and said.
The ghost master who was about to return to the crowd was stunned. He didn't know what Yang Jian was doing, but he still stopped as he was told and looked at Yang Jian with doubts.
"Don't move, that person should be around you." Yang Jian stared closely at the person's back with three eyes, as if he wanted to see something.
After hearing this, all the ghost controllers immediately stared at the man who went out to imprison the ghost, their eyes alert, and they still believed Yang Jian's judgment.
"How is it possible? Where is it?" Although the man was wary, he did not show it. He held the gold body bag in his hand and waved it around him without any impact.
The moment he waved, Zhu Heng made an instant judgment in his heart: opportunity.
The charging ability was activated, and he appeared on the other side of the crowd in an instant. The hand knife in his hand was swung down, and another head flew high, blood splattered everywhere.
Then Zhu Heng's dashing ability was activated again, and he was instantly far away from the crowd.
The moment Zhu Heng made a move, Yang Jian also reacted and used ghost teleportation to appear behind the crowd, where Zhu Heng had just appeared.
The gloved hand stretched out and grabbed forward, but the supernatural fluctuations in the ghost realm flashed again, and Yang Jian missed it.
Boom, at this moment, the sound of a head falling to the ground was heard.
"Ahhhhh!" Among them, a female ghost master seemed to be lacking in quality and screamed, and her supernatural power was released crazily forward.
Because she was only one body away from the beheaded ghost master. A good person was suddenly beheaded next to her, and she didn't feel anything at all.
This sense of danger of dying at any time, as well as the sense of danger from the strange assassin, made her collapse a little.
"Shut up, do you want to die?" Yang Jian frowned. He slowed down for a moment. As long as he was faster, he could instantly suppress the assassin with the power of the ghost hand.
"Listen to you, our people are dying all the time. No, I want to quit. I don't want Guizhu anymore. Wei Shiquan, take me out. I believe you don't want to die either, right?" The woman was now broken. He looked at a person in the crowd and said with pleading eyes.
The ghost master named Wei Shiquan also looked a little hesitant. He could not see an opportunity to catch or kill Zhu Heng, and he was also a little shaken.
Then the ghost controller named Wei Shiquan must have said with an expression on his face: "Okay, anyone who wants to withdraw should come closer and I will take you out."
The six ghost controllers still alive around him Ghost, five people came over. Originally, they thought that with Yang Jian, a fierce man, there should be no danger to the nine of them.
If you're lucky and get a ghost candle, why not? But the fact is that they have a guest. Even if they have powerful supernatural powers, if they can't even see the enemy, then what's the use.
Yang Jian did not stop him. He could see that these ghost masters were not of much use here. If the ghosts revived, they would cause some trouble to themselves, so it was better to let them go.
But Yang Jian was still vigilant. He believed that the man would not let these people go so easily.
The ghost masters gathered. Except for the ghost master who controlled the ghost blood, the other ghost masters gathered near the man named Wei Shiquan.
And just as Yang Jian thought, Zhu Heng had no intention of letting these people go. He squatted not far from the crowd with a pale face, staring at Wei Shiquan in the center of the crowd.
He has a supernatural power to break out of here, but what is it?
Zhu Heng observed carefully, raising the green hand knife in his right hand, always ready to attack.
The crowd gathered slowly, and gradually came to Wei Shiquan's side, and Wei Shiquan also began to activate his supernatural powers.
Zhu Heng observed carefully and did not find where the supernatural power that could penetrate the ghost realm was used. Looking at the six people who were slowly becoming transparent, he knew that he could not wait any longer.
The rush ability was activated, and Zhu Heng disappeared from the spot instantly.
"He's here." Yang Jian's voice came, and Jin followed him and appeared in front of the six people. A gloved hand stretched out, as if he planned to wait for the moment Zhu Heng showed his body and suppress him instantly.
But the corners of Zhu Heng's mouth were slightly raised. He knew that Yang Jian had fallen into the trap. Just now, with his ability to rush forward, he did not go directly in front of those people but stopped halfway in order to deceive them. Yang Jian.
Now the opportunity came, and the charge was launched instantly. This time, he came to the ghost master who was using his ability. The green hand knife cut across him in an instant, and a head flew high.
Blood was sprayed everywhere, and the sound of breaking through the air was heard. Zhu Heng wanted to use his charging ability to escape from the crowd, but because he wanted to kill someone, he was a step slower.
The abdomen on the left side seemed to have been hit by a truck. There was a huge impact. Zhu Heng flew out instantly. In the air, the ghost assassin's ability was finally activated.
Zhu Heng disappeared from everyone's sight again. He was hiding in the dark, covering his mouth that was bleeding with blood, his face was pale and his eyes were staring at Yang Jian.
Yang Jian retracted his feet and frowned as he watched another ghost master die in front of him. This man was so difficult to deal with and had a strong ability to seize opportunities.
At this time, the five people who had originally planned to withdraw realized that the female ghost master, who was on the verge of collapse, looked increasingly frightened and gradually fell into madness.
"It's all you, isn't it just a ghost? Why are you chasing, why, why." The female ghost master seemed to be in collapse, pointing at Yang Jian and said loudly.
Yang Jian frowned deeper and deeper, and he murmured: "Is this your purpose? Do you hope to put pressure on me through them? Then you are wrong!"
He stretched back his gloved hand and instantly strangled the female ghost master's neck. He slowly raised his hand and said indifferently: "Shut up, or you will die if you keep arguing!"
The female ghost master's expression became even more frightened. She felt that the ghosts in her body had completely stopped moving, as if she had become an ordinary person again.
A feeling of suffocation came, and she stretched out her hand towards her neck with a painful expression, trying to remove the hand on her neck, but she failed without a doubt. (End of this chapter)