Qin Xin said in shock: "Who would look for Ye Yang?"

I said calmly: "A person who can control human skin. Ye Yang can handle it on his own. Let's go first."

Just as I had guessed, not long after Qin Xin and I left the Tutu Temple, many people wearing caps, sportswear, and jeans appeared outside the Tutu Temple.

A group of people lowered their heads slightly, put their hands in their trouser pockets, stepped in order, and forced themselves into the temple gate.

Ye Yang slung one arm and held a sword in one hand. He looked at a group of young people with one foot in front and white sneakers, and sneered: "It's flashy! You want to fight but you don't have the will to fight. What can you do?"

"Kill -" the leading young man shouted, and everyone pulled out their daggers from their pockets at the same time and rushed towards Ye Yang quickly.

The long sword in Ye Yang's hand suddenly flashed with cold light, but the blade was not pointed at the crowd, but flew back and fell to the incense burner on the ground.

The three-foot long sword landed close to the incense burner, standing squarely behind Gui Cha's head. When the snow-white sword light shone on the blue fire above Gui Cha's head, it actually raised the flames several inches.

No sound came out of the ghost's mouth, but its eyes suddenly popped out of its sockets, and wisps of flames instantly burned all over the opponent's head.

A fire broke out on Gui Cha's head, but Ye Yang's long sword turned half a circle with the light of the fire. The sword's edge was aimed at Gui Cha's head and slowly tilted down.

Every time the long sword fell, the fire under the sword increased by an inch. The fire and sword shadows were intertwined with each other, and the blood seal on Guizha's mouth was suddenly unsealed for some reason. The other party shouted at the top of his lungs: "Kill him quickly.

! They cast a curse. They cast a double curse. If you don’t kill him, you will all die."

The people who had already rushed to the temple gate suddenly accelerated in an instant and rushed towards Ye Yang with all their strength.

However, Ye Yang appeared in the crowd with the cold light from the dagger. Before the leader's dagger touched the tip of Ye Yang's nose, the dagger in Ye Yang's hand had already pierced the opponent's throat.

When Ye Yang drew his sword and turned around, the wound on the opponent's throat was filled with black energy. Before Ye Yang could wait for the black energy from the opponent's body to dissipate, he appeared in front of another person again and stabbed the opponent's throat with a dagger like a knife.

Ye Yang just used the dagger as a dagger, and his moves were nothing fancy. He just appeared near the opponent at the fastest speed, and before the opponent's blade even touched him, he pierced the dagger into the opponent's vital part.

Ye Yang's figure is like a ghost flying in the cold light. Every time he appears between the sword light and the crowd, the dagger in his hand will bring up a black mist.

Human figures and human skins continued to fall in the black mist behind him.

When Ye Yang's toes stepped on the threshold of the Earth Temple, the ten-meter radius behind him had become as dark as ink. The only strange color that existed was Ye Yang's white clothes and the human hand stretching out from the black mist.

That arm that looked like it was coated with white ash quietly appeared behind Ye Yang when he was exhausted, and pressed against Ye Yang's shoulder without any murderous intention or even a trace of wind.

When the opponent's fingers fell on Ye Yang's shoulder inch by inch, Ye Yang suddenly said: "You didn't touch the sky lantern, did you? Only when you touched it did you really fall under Li Po's curse."

The hand that was about to fall on Ye Yang's shoulder paused for a moment. The long sword that Ye Yang had placed on the side of the incense burner suddenly fell to the ground. The ghosts were shattered by phosphorus fire that was scattered all over the ground outside the black mist.

Just about to touch Ye Yang's ghost hand, it suddenly retracted into the mist and disappeared.

As Ye Yang lowered his hand, the long sword flew through the air and fell into Ye Yang's hand.

Ye Yang raised his sword in front of him, sniffed it gently, and couldn't help but reveal a sneer at the corner of his mouth. He also followed suit and slowly walked towards the corner of the street with his sword.

Ye Yang was right, I did cast a sky lantern curse with a ghost. However, my spell could not harm Sun Ting's direct relatives.

The few hairs I showed Sun Ting were actually pulled out of Zhao Yuezhu's head.

Neither Ye Yang nor I have the ability to predict the future. Unless I wanted to kill Sun Ting as soon as I saw him, who would have thought of taking away Sun Ting's hair in advance and casting a curse?

The thing I actually used to cast the curse was a piece of skin I picked off from the arm of the cat-turned-human skin when I pressed it.

That piece of skin is stained with the breath of the caster, and if used to cast a spell, it can only make the opponent alert, but it will not harm the opponent's life at all.

This is the result I want!

The words I said before leaving were to remind Ye Yang that my spell was not powerful enough.

Ye Yang deliberately left the long sword, which is equivalent to a fishhook, and the bait is my sky lantern spell.

Ye Yang's "hook" didn't catch a big fish, but it caught the opponent's aura. This aura was enough for Ye Yang to track the opponent's whereabouts.

Ye Yang didn't walk fast, but the other party couldn't escape Ye Yang's pursuit.

When Ye Yang left the Earth Temple, Qin Xin and I also appeared in front of Zhao Ci, Zhao Yuezhu and his daughter.

After Zhao Ci saw me, he said: "Yuezhu, you go out first. I want to have a few words with Li Po."

Not only did Zhao Yuezhu not leave, his face also darkened: "Is there anything you can't say in front of me?"
Chapter completed!