The liver produces the strongest player

Chapter 55 The Demon
In the dark hall, a ray of crescent moon penetrated through the misty night fog, casting a little bit of light like a veil.

The entire hall was dark and gloomy, and the rustling of leaves outside could be vaguely heard.

Jiang Yang's face was a little dull, he looked out of the hall, the square outside was empty, there was no one there.

He pulled Tong Ling at the side and slowly backed away.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt some cold liquid dripping on his face.

When he wiped it with his hand, it was sticky and scarlet.

Blood?Where did the blood come from?

He suddenly thought of something and raised his head suddenly!

I saw a scarlet shadow hanging upside down from the beam above. At this moment, I only stretched out my claws, and grabbed Jiang Yang's shoulders in the blink of an eye.

Wow, it turned out to be this old ghost!
A bone-piercing chill hit his whole body, and Jiang Yang felt as if he couldn't move.

It was not the first time for Jiang Yang to experience this feeling, and it was extremely unpleasant.

However, now Grandpa is not the little rookie he was before.

In the blink of an eye, a golden light burst out from his chest!
Evil Suppressing Bronze Mirror!

The Evil Suppressing Bronze Mirror strengthened by Jiang Yang's blood is no less than the existence of the Evil Resisting Peach Wood Sword.

The golden light shone, and only the red-clothed ghost screamed.

But Jiang Yang found that it hadn't let go, but just covered its face with one hand.

It seems that it has not been seen for a long time, and it is also much stronger than before.

"Let go!" Jiang Yang yelled angrily, although he couldn't move his whole body, the true energy in his body could still move, and he immediately circulated the true energy to attack the red-clothed ghost's claws!

Ow-!
Only then did the claws loosen, and retreated upwards.

It's just that at this moment, he is still showing his teeth and claws, refusing to let it go.

"Shaoli, come back." Suddenly hearing a voice from outside the hall, the red-clothed ghost retreated quickly as if he had received some order.

Jiang Yang's eyes were cold and cold, and sure enough there was someone behind him!

He followed the sound and looked towards the front of the hall. With the help of the moonlight outside the hall, he could vaguely see who was coming.

He was a frivolous young man, dressed like a nobleman.

The ghost in red retreated behind him at this moment, still looking fierce.

Jiang Yang frowned and stared at the visitor.

He was a little surprised, surprised by the young man in front of him.

He was even more surprised that the ghost in red actually obeyed his orders.

He can almost conclude that this person is the one who set up the magic circle in the Taoist temple and designed himself.

And he didn't seem to have any anger, displeasure or other emotions about the death of the man in black.

It seems that for the people in front of them, this is just a trivial matter.

The other party didn't say anything more, but walked towards Jiang Yang like a stroll in the garden.

Jiang Yang's eyes sank, and he soon realized that the distance between this young man and him was a little close.

The next moment, Jiang Yang's long sword was unsheathed!

Sen Han's sword light pierced the night sky, and pierced towards the opponent's chest like a rainbow!

He saw the other party's eyes were calm.

He didn't even care, and didn't even mean to dodge.

Seeing the other party's expression like this, Jiang Yang vaguely had a bad premonition in his heart.

"clang!"

With a sound of shock, Jiang Yang felt as if he was being stabbed into the wall. He saw his sword, which was blocked by an invisible strange force an inch away from the opponent!
what is this?
Jiang Yang was startled, spell?

This was the first time he had seen a spell other than expelling talismans and suppressing ghosts.

He clearly felt that there was nothing between the two of them, but he felt as if he was being stabbed into a wall, and with his true energy, he couldn't pierce through it!
At this moment, there was only one thought in his mind: must f*ck find a way to explode this spell!
His sword didn't stop, he didn't make a move, so he immediately stepped sideways and drew his sword again.

The sword struck from the young man's left wing, but the next moment, Jiang Yang felt as if he was stabbing at the wall, staying an inch in front of the young man, he could no longer stab in.

At this time, Tong Ling who was at the side observed carefully, and seemed to have vaguely noticed something unusual: "Jiang Yang, there seems to be something wrong."

"Ah?" Jiang Yang was puzzled. As a bystander, Tong Ling might see it more clearly than herself. Could it be that she discovered something?
He stepped back quickly, rubbed his eyes, and concentrated.

Immediately afterwards, he saw the young man in front of him disappearing slowly, he was shocked suddenly, he did not know when he had arrived in front of the west wall of the main hall.

He glanced at the front of the hall again, and the young man didn't even move at all!

When the young man saw Jiang Yang looking over, a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Like a cat teasing a mouse.

Nima!

It turned out that he was being played like a monkey.

He said that no matter how full of energy he couldn’t do it, it turned out that it took a long time to dry the wall!
This hatred is remembered.

His thoughts turned, is this an illusion?

How did you get hit by yourself?

But at this moment, he didn't dare to act rashly. He was just thinking in his heart, and he had to find a way to distinguish between the real and the fake.

It's just that while he was thinking, he heard another chuckle, and he sensed something unusual behind him, and then his back felt cold.

For a moment, he felt his hair stand on end, almost without thinking, he turned around and slashed behind him with his sword.

The next moment, Jiang Yang only heard the sound of footsteps flying back, and a piece of clothes fell on the ground.

But at this time, when he touched the vest, it was blood!

It's like being stabbed by some sharp weapon, it hurts so badly!
Hey!
At this time, he turned his head to look in front of the main hall, and the young man and the ghost in red had disappeared.

This man is almost like a ghost.

A drop of cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

How to fight this?It's like going to jail.

This shit feels more dangerous than the ghost I met in the ancient tomb.

Although the invisible ghost in the ancient tomb was invisible, when he came to his side, he could basically smell a strange fragrance.

But this guy is really silent and doesn't feel anything.

If it weren't for practicing internal strength to improve my five senses, I just felt a chill behind my back at the critical moment of life and death, and I didn't even have a chance to avoid it.

On the other hand, seeing this situation, Tong Ling also anxiously wondered if there was any way to break the situation.

This monster is really evil!
Jiang Yang didn't dare to be careless at all, he kept thinking in his heart that the opponent's attack might come at any time, even if he just needed to distract himself, he might die!
He cursed secretly in his heart, if he could get out alive this time, no matter what, he had to find a way to break the invisibility.

This TM is too aggrieved!

No one can be found in a fight!

But at this time, Jiang Yang only felt a chill in his heart.

Something stabbed the breastplate with a "clang" sound!
His heart trembled, and he quickly swung his sword.

But obviously, it was a bit slower, and it was cut short!

At this moment, Jiang Yang felt tremendous pressure.

Where will the next demon show up?Where will it attack from?
Definitely won't attack the chest again.

At this time, Jiang Yang couldn't think of any other way, so he gritted his teeth and used the method of dealing with the invisible ghost in the ancient tomb again.

Windmill!
He swung the sword in his hand and turned it out.

"Hehe." There was another chuckle echoed in the hall.

It's like enjoying a farce.

This bastard, how dare he heh?
Jiang Yang stopped, knowing that going on like this was not an option.

This invisibility, is there no way to break it?
He didn't want to think of a way anymore, and he really had to hang here today.

At the critical juncture, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he suddenly remembered the sound of footsteps made by this person when he retreated in a hurry.

His heart moved, voice?

He simply closed his eyes and listened carefully.

But soon he felt that the whistling wind outside the hall made the branches rustle. Even if this person would make a little footsteps when he moved, it was very faint. Under the interference of the wind and trees, it was impossible to distinguish. .

How to do?
(End of this chapter)