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Chapter 1024 Situation Reversal
Zhang Wei sneered, and his words were full of provocations. It was obvious that he was deliberately provoking the old head of the Sangmen.

Yingshawei cooperated with Ma Ying and others who were the first to sneak into the Sangmen, and beat the Sangmen by surprise.

The funeral gate was in chaos, and the old gatekeeper had already frowned deeply, underestimating the sneering young man in front of him.

Seeing that nasty young man uttering wild words, he really couldn't bear it anymore, and his anger became more angry, and his bloody aura suddenly exploded.

Although it was dark all around, Zhang Wei nearby, as well as some monk killers, could still see the monstrous blood mist emanating from the body of the old sect master of the Sangmen.

The strong smell of blood is disgusting, his face is pale, and the terrifying aura makes people terrified, his hairs stand on end, and his back and spine are chilly.

"There's a ghost!"

Amidst the chaotic fighting sound, someone yelled loudly, and when he looked again, he saw the blood fog surrounding the old sect master of Sangmen.

Pale, hideous and distorted faces are being revealed crazily. They bark their teeth and claws, extremely terrifying. Ordinary people will be frightened to death if they see this scene.

Zhang Wei frowned slightly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he let out a cold snort of disdain.

"The evil way!"

It was too late to say it, but as soon as Zhang Wei's words fell, his figure rushed out like lightning, and his powerful fists, amidst the howling wind, slammed fiercely at the old Sect Master of the Sangmen.

Strange to say, the old master of the Sangmen was not surprised but delighted, his dark eyes were full of spite and cold light, and the corners of his mouth even raised an evil arc, as if he had expected that Zhang Wei would rush up.

"Die!"

Faced with the wicked sneer of the old sect master of the Sangmen, Zhang Wei did not flinch. Although the blood mist and the ghosts dancing wildly were extremely terrifying, he had his own confidence and naturally he would not be afraid.

Even if there is danger, Zhang Wei is confident enough to defuse the crisis.

"To make a fool of yourself!"

After saying that, Zhang Wei's speed suddenly increased, and his fists became more violent. It would be great if he could smash the old Sect Master to death with one punch.

It's a pity that he underestimated the strength of the old sect master of the Sangmen. After the old sect master sneered evilly, he let out a loud shout, and the blood mist and ghosts all over him instantly rolled out, and rushed towards Zhang Wei with teeth and claws.

The distorted and ferocious pale faces made sharp and piercing calls, and they approached Zhang Wei crazily, and they were full of resentment.

Even if they were ghosts, they seemed to have experienced cruel torture. As long as the old sect master gave orders, they would pounce on the enemy with open teeth and claws, and vent their resentment, the most fierce anger, on the enemy.

The scene right now is really howling ghosts and howling wolves!

Just as Zhang Wei was about to get close to the old master of the Sangmen, those ghosts rushed up, his speed dropped sharply in an instant, and even his own fists were instantly relieved of a lot of strength.

Zhang Wei only felt that his fist had penetrated into the thick cotton, and he had nowhere to use his strength.

In addition, those evil spirits and fierce ghosts who rushed forward frantically were tearing the soul in Zhang Wei's body with their teeth and claws.

Zhang Wei's body shook, his complexion changed drastically, for a moment, his eyes were empty, and there was an indescribable tearing pain in his body, as if his soul was really about to be torn out by those ghosts.

He was startled, the smart chip in his mind suddenly glowed softly, and his body receded in an instant.

While retreating, Zhang Wei raised his head to look at those evil spirits, with fear in his eyes, thinking of the moment just now, his back was sweating coldly.

"so close!"

He was a little scared, the evil spirits and fierce ghosts released by the old head of the Sangmen were by no means comparable to others. If his soul was torn out at that moment, he would be left with nothing but skin.

Zhang Wei's face couldn't help becoming serious, and his brows were deeply furrowed. It seemed that the old master of the Sangmen was really difficult to deal with.

At this moment, Zhang Wei suddenly felt a pain in his arm. The unexplainable pain made his whole body twitch.

His consciousness was pulled back in an instant, and he even instinctively grabbed his right arm, but it was a pity that he grabbed it, but it was in vain. After a closer look, he didn't know when, a ghost was entangled on his right arm.

The ghost was biting his arm with its teeth bared. Preparingly speaking, the ghost was biting his soul body.

That's right, it's not a pain in the heart, but a pain in the soul!
Li Gui even wanted to invade Zhang Wei's soul.

Zhang Wei's expression changed drastically, his eyes instantly ignited with anger, and after cursing, the ice fiend Qingyang was activated in his body.

"Damn!"

With the urging of the ice fiend Qingyang, Zhang Wei's soul suddenly ignited a strange blue-white flame, and then heard a scream.

Looking again, the fierce ghost that was crazily biting the soul body had been swallowed by the flames and completely dissipated.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Wei's expression became more serious. After what happened just now, he felt much weaker. Obviously, the ghost that bit his soul caused some damage to him.

His eyes were full of sternness and coldness, and he suddenly raised his head to look at the old head of the Sangmen.

The blood mist around the old sect master did not decrease but increased, and the number of ghosts and ghosts who bared their teeth and claws also increased rapidly.

The bloody smell all around became more and more intense, making people very uncomfortable, like Shura's purgatory, making people creepy.

Zhang Wei suffered a loss just now, so naturally he didn't dare to take it lightly, his whole body was full of murderous aura, and the temperature around him was also rising rapidly.

Obviously, he was going to use Divine Fire Bingsha Qingyang to deal with that evil and weird old guy in front of him.

"Quick fight!"

While Zhang Wei was dealing with the old master of the Sangmen, he also did not forget to observe the situation on the surrounding battlefield.

Although Yingshawei, Ma Ying and others cooperated from inside to outside and gained the upper hand as soon as the battle started, they still underestimated the strength of Sangmen. Coupled with the strange skills practiced by the people of Sangmen, they took advantage of the geographical advantage. There are already signs of retreat.

The old head of the Sangmen was obviously delaying time, Zhang Wei saw through his motives, and then used Bing Fiend Qingyang.

The old master of the Sangmen naturally also felt the change in the surrounding temperature, and even felt an aura in Zhang Wei that made him dread.

His face sank, but then a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth again, "The time has come!"

Oh oh oh!
As soon as the words fell, Zhang Wei hadn't noticed anything yet, a series of crying and wailing suddenly came from the funeral gate, the crying was extremely miserable, like a dead relative.

As soon as that weird crying sound appeared, Zhang Wei's mind was in chaos, and endless tragic things filled his heart. He was suddenly full of negative energy, and his fighting mood also subsided bit by bit. Thoughts of suicide.

"not good!"

Fortunately, he was determined, and just about to fall into the crying, his whole body was shaken, and he woke up immediately, his face was pale, and he suddenly looked at the shadow killer guard.

It's a pity that it was too late, and everyone in the Shadow Killer was crying at that moment.

At the same time, in the dark night, a young man dressed in sackcloth and filial piety and holding a wooden stick walked through the crowd.

The young man was crying as he walked, and the strange crying sounds all around came from his mouth.

When Zhang Wei saw the young man, Zhang Wei's eyes contracted violently, and there was a roar in his body, and a strong sense of crisis emerged spontaneously.

(End of this chapter)