"Retreat!" Feeling the astonishing fluctuations of ghost energy contained in the ghost energy light ball in my hand, Yang Mo's scalp suddenly became numb, and then he shouted loudly and retreated violently.
"It's too late..." I grinned, showing my white teeth, and immediately my body appeared in front of Yang Mo like a ghost, and fiercely pushed the ghostly light ball onto his chest.
Seeing this, Yang Fan almost reflexively slashed the machete in his hand towards my ghostly light ball.
"Crack!" Almost at the moment when the machete came into contact with the ghostly light ball, the machete seemed to tremble violently, and immediately fell apart with a click.
"How is that possible?" Yang Fan said in horror as he looked at the ghostly light group that had only shrunk in size after he struck hard.
However, he is also a man who has experienced hundreds of battles. After being shocked, an astonishing ghost energy surged out of his body, and it quickly concentrated on his hands, and then caught the ghost energy on my palm. Qi light group...
"Boom!" An earth-shattering explosion, like thunder, resounded on the playground of Shacheng No. 2 Middle School. At the same time, a raging wave of ghost energy swept out like a tsunami. The windows that were originally just cracked, It shattered suddenly, and countless glass shards rained down like a downpour.
"Pfft!" The dozen ghost energy owners were directly lifted up by the wave of ghost energy. A mouthful of blood spat out along the way, and they slid on the ground for more than ten meters before slowly stopping.
Yang Fan, who was under the attack of the ghost energy light group, was extremely depressed. His head was casually scattered on his forehead, his clothes were burned a lot, and his right chest was directly burned. A blood hole was opened, and the blood flowed out like it was free of charge. Next to the blood hole, there was burnt meat. Although he still failed to block my ghostly light ball, he at least changed the direction. Otherwise, if this ghostly light ball had landed on his left chest, he would be dead by now. But even so, Yang Fan was already dying at this time and was not far from death...
The palm of my left hand is also constantly flowing with blood. Although when the ghost energy light group explodes, it does less damage to myself because it is my own ghost energy. However, because the ghost energy light group is too powerful, It still caused some damage to me, but compared with the dying Yangfan at this time, I am undoubtedly much better...
At this time, Yang Fan still had a breath left, and there was still a trace of shock and disbelief on his face. He raised his hand with difficulty, pointed at me and murmured: "You...you are actually strong." It has reached this point...I am not willing to accept it..."
At this point, Yang Fan spit out another mouthful of blood. After looking at me unwillingly, he slowly closed his eyes.
A ghost possessor looked at me with a horrified expression, and immediately ran and crawled away from the school gate.
"Stop..." My faint voice rang in the ear of the ghost possessor: "If you move, you will die..."
Hearing this, the owner of the ghost energy shuddered immediately, then turned around tremblingly, raised his hands, and said tremblingly: "Brother, please forgive me, it is not my wish to fight against you, but Yang Fan I have no choice but to give orders..."
"Yes, brother..." A tall girl in white also said in a panic: "We know we were wrong... Just let us go..."
Without Yang Fan's help, although these thirteen ghost energy owners are not weak, they are no match for me. I may be injured, but give me some time, I can kill them all!
Moreover, the power of the ghostly light group had obviously frightened them, so they had lost the courage to continue fighting and begged for mercy.
"I can let you go, but you have to keep some money to buy your life, right?" I chuckled: "Give me your ghost cards, and then collect 300 ghost crystals for me, otherwise, you will die here. Bar..."
"Three hundred pieces of ghost crystal? Why don't you go and rob it?" Hearing this, the tall girl suddenly lost her voice and said.
"Aren't I just robbing you now?" I looked at her with a smile and said, "Should I take the initiative to hand it over, or will I dig it out after I kill you?"
Hearing this, a young man with dark skin said with a grimace: "Brother, most of our ghost crystals have been handed over to Yang Fan, and those ghost crystals have long been absorbed by Yang Fan. Now that we are fully prepared, I am afraid we can only I can scrape together two hundred ghost crystals..."
"Then take two hundred ghost crystals!" I said expressionlessly.
"Okay..." The dozen ghost energy owners got together and started collecting ghost crystals with painful expressions on their faces. They took them from their clothes pockets, trouser pockets, school bags, and even two girls took them from their underwear. A few ghost crystals came out...
Seeing this, the corner of my mouth suddenly twitched, and I waved my hand and said, "You can keep the ghost crystals of those two girls for yourself..."
Hearing this, the two girls were immediately overjoyed, but the other students were not so lucky and could only hand over the ghost crystals they had worked so hard to save with a grimace.
The dark-skinned young man counted the number of ghost crystals and said, "Brother, these are two hundred ghost crystals. Can you count them?"
"No need..." I said calmly.
I took off my coat, put the small mountain of ghost crystals inside my clothes, then placed it on the ground, and said, "Where's the ghost card?"
"Here..." The dark-skinned young man carefully handed over the thirteen ghost cards.
I carefully looked at the thirteen ghost cards in my hand, and found that there were actually three trump cards among them. It seemed that three of the dozen ghost energy owners were the monitors of a certain ghost master class.
Among the three trump cards, the one with the most points is four hundred points. After all, every time it reaches midnight, the scores of all the ghost cards will converge on the trump card. Therefore, these three trump cards have the most points.
Although the scores of the other ten ghost cards are not as high as those of the three trump cards, on average, each ghost card has thirty points, so I probably put 1,100 points on my ghost cards.
With the points I collected, I have already achieved my goal. It seems that it is faster to grab points... However, I naturally have no sympathy for these people who wanted my life before, so I gave them a trick. All points are crossed out.
Seeing this, the faces of the thirteen ghost energy owners showed a look of pain, but they could only watch me take away the points. Points can be accumulated slowly, but if the life is gone, then there is nothing. Moreover, it is only a week before the competition begins.
I looked at the eleven hundred points on the ghost card and the two hundred ghost crystals next to it. I nodded with satisfaction and said, "Okay, get out of here!"
"Hey... let's get out of here, get out of here..." Hearing this, the dozen ghost energy owners ran and crawled away from this place as if they had been granted amnesty.
Because, when I fought with the seventh commander, I consumed a lot of ghost energy. Although I recovered a lot on the way, it was quickly exhausted in the battle with the eighth commander. Therefore, the ghost energy in my body at this time I felt very empty, so I took some ghost crystals to absorb some ghost energy.
"But before that, we have to deal with Yang Fan first..." I glanced at Yang Fan who was lying miserably on the ground. His chest was still rising and falling slightly, and I could also feel the ghostly aura on his body. Fluctuation, obviously not dead yet.
Cutting off the grass means getting rid of the root, so I stepped forward, picked up the dagger, and was about to stab his chest to kill him, when the voice of the fourth commander came from the ghost sign in my pocket...
"Seventh brother, are you there..."
Hearing this, I hesitated for a moment, then picked up the ghost card and said, "Master Fourth Commander... I am Yan Ye, do you still remember me?"
"Why is it still you?" The fourth commander said in shock: "Where is Yang Mo?"
"...He's not done yet," I replied.
"Damn it, it's been almost two hours and he's not done yet?" the fourth commander roared, "call him out now, immediately, immediately!"
"But... the Seventh Commander has an order. Unless he comes out on his own initiative, no one can go in and disturb him. Otherwise, he will be killed without mercy..." I said in embarrassment: "Sir, please don't embarrass us little ones. ..”
There was silence for a while, and then he said: "Okay, I also know the character of the seventh brother. I'm afraid that after you went in, you were killed by him before you had time to report. Well, when Yang Mo comes out, you tell him, Immediately rush to Shacheng No. 28 Middle School, which is about four kilometers west of where he is..."
After hearing this, I pondered for a moment, and then said: "Sir, can you tell me what happened? With the temper of the Seventh Commander, if I don't explain clearly, I will suffer a lot..."
Now that I have Yang Mo's trick, wouldn't it be a big loss if I don't get more information?
"Well..." the fourth commander said: "We have found Lin Huai's accomplice, his name is Yang Zixuan... We plan to extract Lin Huai's whereabouts from him and then execute him in public. This is a man who established his authority. It's a good time. Seventh Brother must be there. Oh, by the way, Eighth Brother will probably be back soon at this time. You tell Seventh Brother and ask him to come with Eighth Brother when the time comes..."
Hearing this, my pupils suddenly shrank, but I controlled my emotions very well. So I tried my best to calm myself and said: "Okay, Sir Fourth Commander, I will tell you the truth..."
"Well... I'll leave it to you now." The other party agreed and hung up immediately.
After hanging up the phone, my face slowly darkened.
Yang Zixuan is my brother, and there is no way that I will die without saving him... But with the Fourth Commander there, how can I rescue Yang Zixuan under his nose?
I pondered for a moment, and then my eyes turned to the dying Eighth Commander Yang Fan.
"Oh, I'm still alive, but my life is quite tough..." I smiled and said, "In that case, then you can come with me..."
