Man is in the midst of the mysteries of the spirit, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

"Ghost-faced Rakshasa!"

"It's him! The Ghost-Faced Man!"

"Why did he come?"

Although the rumors about the ghost-faced man have temporarily died down due to the coming of the spiritual disaster, most people in Akabane Manor still remember his existence.

Whether it was the killing of Xiang Ren of the Chiyu Sect or the accurate prediction of spiritual disasters, it left a deep impression on people.

In the hearts of quite a few people, it has a special status.

The image is mysterious, terrifying and powerful.

But the question is, why is he here?

The members of the Qinghu Gang saw that warm blood was slowly dripping from the Ghost-faced Man's armor.

However, it obviously did not belong to him, but came from the people he killed.

Thinking of the other party's bad reputation, Zheng Wenhu's heart trembled, but he still bowed and said.

"What do you want to do?"

"My Green Tiger Gang has never provoked you, right?"

He tried to communicate with the ghost-faced man, and everything that could be discussed was negotiable.

However, the man with the Rakshasa ghost face had no intention of communicating at all.

Just silently step by step, walking towards them on the snow.

Once a monster exhibits the ability to communicate, the prerequisites for understanding and persuasion are met, and it is no longer so unknown.

And the unknown and terror are closely linked.

For a while.

No one in the crowd dared to step forward, and they stared at the strange figure in fear and horror.

In the dead silence all around.

All they could hear were the hair-raising footsteps, their own heartbeats, and heavy breathing.

The unbearable silence didn't last long.

Veins bulged on Zheng Wenhu's forehead as he shouted loudly.

"Who cares if he's a ghost-faced man or a horse-faced man? He must be tired of living if he dares to kill someone from the Green Tiger Gang!"

"Brothers, come on!"

His whole body was filled with spiritual energy, and he was about to move forward.

But suddenly, I felt a dull pain in my abdomen, as if I had been hit by a heavy punch.

Zheng Wenhu's eyes widened.

"It's poison!"

"When?"

Many gang members whose morale was being boosted also sensed something was wrong, and the spiritual energy in their bodies became restless.

The more spiritual power is activated, the more obvious the pain in Dantian becomes.

The few people who had already rushed to the ghost-faced man were filled with inexplicable fear.

But the arrow is on the string and must be fired.

He could only shout loudly to give himself courage, and activate his magic weapon, smashing it at the opponent like a stream of light.

"Ahhh! Go to hell!"

But in the blink of an eye, the figure that was just in front of him disappeared.

The next second, their fragile self-defense was broken by one blow, and a line of blood appeared at their throats.

Then, the head flew up.

In the sight of these people, they could still see their own body standing there.

Anle walked through the crowd without stopping, his figure like a startled dragon or a swimming snake.

With every step forward, members of the Green Tiger Gang died.

There were quite a few people surrounding this area, including some cultivators in the middle and late stages of Qi training.

Under normal circumstances, they are people who can bully others in this area.

But now, they are being euthanized like little chicks!

There is no way to fight back.

In the distance, the people who used spiritual power to attack felt the pain in their dantian becoming more and more obvious.

What's worse, some people's meridians were broken by the counter-flowing spiritual power, and under the stimulation of toxicity, they bled from all seven orifices and died.

Anle administered a colorless and odorless poison called "Spirit-breaking Grass."

It is one of Su Dai’s stocks and he has kept it in his storage bag recently.

If you don't use spiritual power, you won't be able to notice anything unusual.

The toxicity will only become apparent when it is violently stimulated.

If it was a deadly poison that would kill anyone who came into contact with it, it would have been exposed and discovered long ago.

However, the effect of Broken Spirit Grass is limited for cultivators with high levels of cultivation.

At this time, Zheng Wenhu had suppressed the toxicity.

He looked around and saw that many of his brothers had been killed or injured, and his face became gloomy.

"A cunning villain! A despicable villain!"

"Die!"

The shadow of a green tiger appeared on the big man's body and pounced towards Anle.

However, Zheng Wenhu himself, taking advantage of the power of this attack, fled into the shadow of the cold night without looking back.

He had no desire to fight and just wanted to survive.

Although he was in the middle stage of foundation building, he would never dare to say that he was stronger than Xiang Ren.

In addition, all of his men were poisoned, and most of their combat effectiveness was lost.

The only function is to temporarily slow down the opponent's pace so that he can escape further.

Zheng Wenhu's escape caused an uproar among the Qinghu Gang and their morale collapsed.

They never expected that facing the Ghost-Faced Man, their leader would not even have the courage to fight and simply chose to run away.

boom!

Just when Zheng Wenhu had taken a few steps, his hair stood on end, his scalp went numb, and he dodged slightly to the side.

His spiritual consciousness's keen perception of crisis saved his life.

A bright, not too thick beam of light pierced straight through the darkness and shattered the shadow of the green tiger.

It just brushed Zheng Wenhu's waist.

It fell on the snow, creating a hole.

Even though he dodged the attack, he still felt a burning pain in his waist and suffered serious skin injuries.

At this moment, Anle's legs exerted force suddenly, and his speed increased again, like a ghost.

After two breaths, he arrived in front of Zheng Wenhu.

Seeing that there was no way to escape, the leader of the Green Tiger Gang became ruthless.

Spiritual power is poured into the brass knuckles on the fist.

The shadow of the green tiger reappears.

He thrust his fists forward and then opened them to the sides.

Previously, Zheng Wenhu used this trick to tear open the monster's chest.

Anle remained unafraid, his blood and energy surging, his strength bursting out, and his whole body's power gathered into one.

boom!

Four punches against each other!

The surrounding snow danced wildly under the leaked energy, and cracks appeared faintly on the ground.

There was a "click".

Zheng Wenhu's forearm was shattered by the huge force.

He widened his eyes in surprise.

He is a cultivator who has made great achievements in body training. The "Green Tiger Skill" he practices emphasizes nourishing the soul with the flesh. His strength is unmatched.

But this ghost-faced man is actually stronger than him?

Zheng Wenhu didn't have time to be surprised for too long.

A chill and tingling sensation began to spread rapidly throughout the body through the places where the black armor came into contact.

Then, a sharp corner grew out of the armor and pierced his chest.

Zheng Wenhu opened his mouth, wanting to ask the other party why he wanted to kill him.

Isn't there any grudge between them?

Blood rushed to his throat, his voice was stuck in his throat. He could only stare at Anle in grief and anger, and then died.

“Once a monster shows the ability to communicate, it becomes a prerequisite for understanding and persuasion, and it is no longer so unknown. And the unknown is closely linked to horror.”

This sentence comes from my favorite book "The Expert", woooo...tea leaves, my tea leaves.

Chapter 77

After Zheng Wenhu's death, the morale of the Qinghu Gang completely collapsed.

They all scattered like birds and beasts.

They were just a mob put together at some point in time.

Talking about "loyalty" and "friendship" is nothing but a trick to deceive yourself and others.

Anle did not stop him and silently picked up Zheng Wenhu's storage bag.

Then he walked among the crowd, and if he met a thug who dared to attack him or had a lot of blood on his body, he would kill him.

Of course, none of the core members of the Green Tiger Gang, such as Cui Gaofeng, were spared.

The whole process is as easy as chopping vegetables and melons.

In the eyes of everyone, this ghost-faced man was as terrifying as a Rakshasa evil ghost, with blood and flames surging.

Its murderous aura is frightening!

Just looking at him made them feel terrified and want to run away.

These members of the Green Tiger Gang are no different from ordinary people when they are temporarily unable to use their spiritual power.

The women who were previously numb and desolate gradually had a glimmer of light in their eyes. They picked up the weapons beside them and began to take revenge.

Not all of them are mortals, there are also independent cultivators.

By working together, they actually killed quite a few people from the Green Tiger Gang.

Some women burst into tears after their revenge.

The crying is so sad and miserable that it makes those who hear it feel sad.

Then they knelt down and kowtowed in the direction of the ghost-faced man.

Anle ignored them and his figure quickly disappeared into the cold night.

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