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Chapter 1012 The Ghostly Curse

Then, Su Ye glanced at Master Zhao with a plain look and said with a disdainful smile on his lips.

"The implicit strength behind you seems to be good, but I'm really angry now."

While speaking, Su Ye gently stretched towards Master Zhao with his extremely powerful palm.

Looking at the palm of Su Ye getting closer and closer, Master Zhao wanted to avoid it, but Su Ye was very fast.

Just as he moved sideways, Su Ye's palm had reached the top of his head.

Immediately afterwards, a blood-red hot breath poured down from Su Ye's palm.

The aura completely enveloped Master Zhao's body from top to bottom.

“Hot hot!!”

Master Zhao's expression suddenly became distorted and ferocious, and he kept shouting from his mouth.

At the same time, white mist slowly rose around Master Zhao, as if he was bathing in a sauna.

Master Zhao looked at Su Ye with a ferocious look and shouted to Su Ye almost roaring.

"Boy, you really want to kill me!"

Su Ye did not answer anything directly, but instead asked with a chuckle.

"what you think?"

Master Zhao also knew in his heart that Su Ye must kill him, and he also roared in anger.

"You're dead, you're dead!"

He knew that with his acquired strength, he had no way to fight against innate masters.

Innate vs. acquired is a crushing force in strength.

Feeling the hot temperature on his body getting higher and higher, Master Zhao couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

I shouldn't have come here with Chen Dong at the beginning, and then faced Su Ye. More importantly, Master Zhao never expected that this kid in his early twenties actually had innate terrifying strength.

This can be called a genius in the martial arts world.

After all, there are only six levels of martial arts: entry, acquired, innate, grandmaster, mortal, and heavenly way.

Su Ye has reached the innate level at a young age, which is simply a bit terrifying.

At the same time, the white mist appeared on Master Zhao's body more and more intense.

Master Zhao knew that if he continued to follow this rhythm, he might soon go to see the King of Hell.

Immediately afterwards, Master Zhao looked at Su Ye with a look of sinister expression.

The next moment, Master Zhao closed his eyes slightly, his lips buzzed, but there was no sound, and the five fingers of his hands kept pinching.

Gradually, in the eyes of everyone, there was a faint gray silk-like aura above Master Zhao's ten fingers, constantly entangling, like ghosts.

"Roar!!"

Su Ye could even hear waves of silence roars, which were extremely painful, as if he was suffering a great torture.

If there is a way to amplify the roar, it will definitely make everyone who hears it creepy.

When Wen Ren Wushuang saw this situation, she seemed to have thought of something in her mind. Then, Wen Ren Wushuang immediately shouted to Su Ye.

"Yezi, be careful, that is the ghost curse! The gray silk thread on each of his fingers is a ghost. The ghost is also used to kill people and then refine their souls into ghosts through extremely vicious techniques. Master Zhao should have killed no less than ten people before he can make ten fingers have ghosts. If he is entangled by ghosts, it will be very troublesome."

Listening to Wen Ren Wushuang's prompt, Su Ye's eyes looked at Master Zhao again, and there was a little vigilance in his expression.

The ghost curse, you can tell that it is not a good thing by listening to the name.

At this time, Master Zhao's eyes, which had been closed, finally opened, and at the same time he looked directly at Wen Ren Wushuang and said sneeringly.

"Little girl, you know so much. This is indeed a ghost curse. I killed more than a hundred people to extract these ten ghosts. However, it's too late now, because I had just locked my target when I cast the ghost curse. This kid will not escape my ghost curse!"

Su Ye's eyes slightly glanced at the ghostly soul wrapped around Master Zhao's fingertips, and felt that he could deal with those guys.

Su Ye, who believed in intuition, then looked at Master Zhao with contempt and said lightly.

"You're talking a lot of nonsense!"

The next moment, Su Ye reached out and another blood-red hot breath enveloped Master Zhao.

Immediately afterwards, a thicker white mist appeared up and down, everywhere in Master Zhao's body.

"Sizi!!"

There were even some sounds of fried fatty meat coming from Master Zhao.

"Roar!!"

Master Zhao's expression suddenly became ferocious, and the tendons on his face were directly like earthworms, and it appeared ferociously on Master Zhao's face.

Master Zhao at this time was like he was in purgatory.

The next moment, Master Zhao roared and said his last words.

"Boy, you will be chased to the ends of the world by inspiration!"

As he spoke, the ghost entangled above Master Zhao's ten fingers instantly turned into silk threads and rushed towards Su Ye.

"Ho huh huh!!"

The roars were also conveyed clearly from the ghost, and they rang in Su Ye's ears.

At this moment, Ye Wan'er's screams also sounded behind her.

"Leaf, be careful!"

However, just when Ye Wan'er was talking, the ten ghosts that flew out from Master Zhao's fingers had all fallen on Su Ye.

Su Ye also felt a cool breath in an instant, deep into the bone marrow from his skin.

“A little cold!”

Even Su Ye couldn't help but tremble.

It was at this moment that Su Bufan suddenly put down the chopsticks in his hand while eating, his eyes suddenly opened, and his expression suddenly became angry.

"Mad, dare to use the ghost spell on my son. Who is the bastard who doesn't want to live anymore!"

At the same time, a beautiful and graceful woman sitting opposite Su Bufan just glanced at Su Bufan indifferently and then said softly.

"Bufan, eat! My son will be fine. By the way, that inspiration may cause trouble for him. You can go out and solve it later."

When Su Bufan heard the woman's words, his expression suddenly became safe. Then he nodded, picked up the chopsticks again, and said softly.

"Well, I dare to touch our son, I will let this third-rate organization disappear directly."

Between the words, Su Bufan had a faint domineering aura.

Immediately afterwards, Su Bufan came over with laughter and said to the woman, "Fuck, can you see when will our son get married?"

Ye Lingxin thought for a while, then shook her head, "I don't know, I can't see clearly."
Chapter completed!
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