Jiang Shangbai said solemnly: "You have to pay the price for your attitude just now. This world is not as simple as you think. You think you can be arrogant by relying on some supernatural power."

soon.

A cold and strange wind howled.

A young man in casual clothes, about twenty years old, arrived with several ghost masters from his circle of friends.

His appearance was simple because he wanted to see who was so bold that he almost killed people in their circle of friends.

"Can't you stop wasting my time?" Seeing this scene, Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly and he couldn't help but sigh.

"What should we do now?" Cao Yang said.

Zhao Jianguo said: "We will wait and see what happens. We cannot offend both parties. This matter is a conflict between the circle of friends and this Yang. If we get involved, it will only make things more complicated."

"You almost killed Jiang Shangbai?" Fang Shiming looked at Yang Jian and said coldly.

Yang Jian looked at him: "What a disgusting face. If you go back now, I can let you go."

"Not bad, very confident. Sit down and talk? Maybe there can be a better solution to this matter."

Fang Shiming gestured, and then a gust of cold wind blew by, and two chairs suddenly appeared on the ground.

"A ghost realm again?" Cao Yang looked at this hand and couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

"We have nothing to talk about with you trash." Yang Jian refused coldly.

Fang Shiming's eyes flickered, and he just sat down slowly: "Since there is nothing to talk about, and you have this attitude, then I can only ask you to die."

The moment he sat down.

He is lower than Yang Jian.

A terrifying supernatural attack that overwhelms people.

However, Yang Jian stood there, motionless, as if he didn't take it seriously: "This corpse is lying on top of me and wants to crush me? You are the one who is confident."

Later.

Light green will-o'-the-wisps appeared on Yang Jian's body.

Will-o'-the-wisps danced and enveloped the whole body.

A cold and terrifying corpse emerged in the firelight. This corpse was lying on Yang Jian's body. It was so heavy that it could crush a person to death.

But at this moment, the will-o'-the-wisp is burning.

The corpse was twisting, opening its mouth, and seemed to be in immense pain. Finally, it broke away from Yang Jian's body with a pop and fell heavily to the ground.

"This is impossible." Fang Shiming opened his eyes wide and stood up from his chair in shock.

"Nothing is impossible." Yang Jian said.

next moment.

As ghost eyes peered through, the appearance of everyone's surroundings instantly changed, and a sea of ​​fire appeared, shrouding everyone in it.

"Is this Li Jun's will-o'-the-wisp? No, it doesn't look like it." Cao Yang was shocked again.

"pain!"

Then severe pain began to appear on every ghost rider's body. Their skin was red and their bodies were smoking, as if they were about to be set on fire at any time.

Only Zhao Jianguo, an ordinary person, was not affected by the will-o'-the-wisp.

"Who are you? There is no number one person like you in the supernatural circle." Fang Shiming was shocked and angry at the moment.

For the first time, he felt the difference.

There is a huge gap between myself and the person in front of me.

Not to mention forcefully resisting the attack of ghosts, the ghost realm covered him, and his own evil wind immediately dissipated. At this moment, the ghost fire was burning, and in the blink of an eye, everyone was roasted on the fire. If he was willing, Fang Shiming would not hesitate at all.

I doubt everyone will be burned alive.

It was extremely easy for one person to fight against so many ghost masters, including him. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, it would be hard to believe it was true.

"You are too verbose. It would be better to die. And I suddenly want to know if I have changed the past here, will there be any unpredictable changes." Yang Jian looked at the cracked spear in his hand at this moment.

A gentle wave.

moment.
Chapter completed!