Li Fuguang is the kind of person who doesn't procrastinate once he decides to do something.
If you say you want to kill Qi Zheng, then you must kill him.
Therefore, after Qi Zheng was knocked away, Li Fuguang did not stay where he was to explain. Instead, he teleported to Qi Zheng's side, summoned his double-edged weapon, and stabbed him hard.
Countless bugs of different colors suddenly emerged from Qi Zheng's body and dived under the double blades without fear of death.
Li Fuguang made a "tsk" sound with a somewhat disgusted expression, but he kept moving his hands, turning the double blades in his hands and stabbing Qi Zheng's body again from the angled gap.
But with this slight delay, Qi Zheng had regained his consciousness, teleported away, and escaped more than ten miles away, far away from the central battlefield, not even caring about the dignity of being a ghost king.
"You ran away so fast!"
Li Fuguang stood there, looking at Qi Zheng who was squatting more than ten miles away, frowning deeply.
Although she can catch up, it is not easy for her to kill a second-level ghost king under the noses of so many ghost kings.
Li Fuguang withdrew his gaze and turned to face the other ghost kings. In their fearful eyes, he continued to release majestic ghost energy, rushing toward the "chosen" ghost kings and the evil spirits.
Fang Yanran was puzzled at first, but after seeing one of her evil spirits turn black after accidentally inhaling ghost energy and died suddenly on the spot, she reminded her loudly:
"Ghost gas is poisonous! Everyone, please be careful not to inhale it!"
All the ghosts present held their breath, but the ghost energy could slowly penetrate even through the skin. Many of the infected evil spirits were instantly poisoned and died, making it impossible to prevent it.
Zhou Shengming and Zhu Yan, who were standing quietly on one side, also silently separated themselves from the ghost energy.
Li Fuguang's actions greatly aroused the hatred of all the ghosts in the "Tianxuan" and attracted their attention.
Zhu Yan, who was originally prepared for a fight to the death, started gossiping unceremoniously.
"Hey, Uncle Zhou, are you really this, uh, Xiaohong's uncle?"
Zhou Shengming withdrew his proud and admiring gaze and turned to look at Zhu Yan, only to see the latter winking with a lewd expression.
Zhou Sheng understood him and said,
"Can this be false? Can I still recognize my niece? Besides, she has perfectly inherited my sister's ability, and she can use poison. Isn't it certain?"
Zhu Yan looked around and approached Zhou Shengming.
"It's not like you don't know your sister's virtues. If this is really her daughter, how could she not sense it at such a close distance? I'm afraid it's fake. Don't look at the 'Chosen One' who seems to have died so many ghosts. Take a closer look, they are all cannon fodder, who knows if they were tricked by the 'Chosen One'!"
After being persuaded by Zhu Yan so provocatively, Zhou Shengming became unsure, and felt that Zhu Yan's words made more sense the more he listened to them.
"Hey, it seems like what you said makes sense!"
Hearing Zhou Shengming's affirmation, Zhu Yan added: "That's not necessarily true. Maybe she is really Zhou Zhanfeng's daughter, but she just got her mother's order to lurk in the 'Chosen One'."
Zhou Shengming endured it again and again, and finally roared in a low voice: "What on earth do you want to say!"
Zhu Yan spread his hands and said innocently: "How do I know? I just made a reasonable guess."
When the two ghosts were arguing and Li Fuguang was confronting the "Chosen" ghost kings, a terrifying aura that made all the ghosts present want to kneel down and beg for mercy suddenly appeared in the center of the battlefield.
The two ghosts Zhou Shengming and Zhu Yan who were arguing came over in surprise.
Li Fuguang also sensed it, his pupils instantly dilated, and he looked over in surprise.
Zhou Zhanfeng smiled slightly at his daughter and said, "Xiaohong, I'm here."
Li Fuguang shrugged his nose, feeling like he wanted to cry.
The expressions of the ghosts of the "Chosen", the old enemies of "Eternal Life", are not very pretty.
Fang Yanran, who was closest to the center of the battlefield and closest to Zhou Zhanfeng, was stunned on the spot. She couldn't control her body and was trembling constantly. She couldn't suppress the most primitive body instinct. If she hadn't been hanging with a single breath, , she was afraid that she would collapse directly to the ground.
She has never fought against Zhou Zhanfeng before. It is said that the Ghost King of Zhou never makes moves easily, as if he is waiting for something, but he never misses the mark once he makes a move.
Fang Yanran had scoffed at it before, thinking it was an excuse made by losers to cover up their incompetence.
But when I saw it today, it really lived up to its reputation. Is it probably the ninth level? Otherwise, why was she so suppressed that she had no idea of resistance?
After Zhou Zhanfeng, two more figures, a man and a woman, appeared beside her out of thin air. The male ghost king was a third-level ghost king, while the female ghost king was a newly promoted first-level ghost king and her aura was still unstable.
Li Fuguang's eyes lit up again.
Holy shit!
Isn't this her eldest cousin Zhou Ran? !
And the guy next to her with a bald head is undoubtedly a good judge of defense!
Today is the happiest moment for Li Fuguang in this period. He saw his mother, uncle and cousin, and even his friend Bianji who he had met before showed up!
What a lucky day today is!
…
The lucky girl floated happily to her mother and talked about old times with them.
Zhou Shengming and Zhu Yan also put aside their arguments and confirmed Li Fuguang's identity.
Before Zhou Zhanfeng had time to say a few more words of truth, Bianji decisively came from behind and squeezed in front of Zhou Zhanfeng, completely occupying Li Fuguang's sight.
He revealed the white jade bracelet on his right hand, with tears in his eyes, and said excitedly: "Sister Fuguang! We finally meet! Look! I kept my promise! I survived! I am still the third-level ghost king, but sister Fuguang Still so powerful, better than me..."
Zhu Yan, Zhou Shengming, and Zhou Ran were stunned. It turned out that the benefactor Bianji had been talking about was Li Fuguang.
Also, does Bianji actually have this kind of character? I always feel like a child who has not grown up, crying and begging for comfort from an adult. How is this so stupid?
Li Fuguang was quite moved by what she heard, and she recalled her experience at Fanyun Temple along with Bianji's narration, but Bianji's speech, which showed no tendency to stop at all, also made her quite ashamed.
"This, mom..."
Li Fuguang turned his eyes to his mother for help. Zhou Zhanfeng, with a dark face, grabbed the back of the defense machine by the collar with one hand and pulled her back.
Only then did Li Fuguang have the opportunity to talk to his mother.
"But, does it really matter if we do this? Are they going to escape?"
Zhu Yan bravely interrupted the mother-daughter conversation and pointed hesitantly at the ghost kings who were retreating in a large area.
Zhou Zhanfeng’s eyes were deep,
"It's okay, they will die sooner or later, let them live happily for a few more days."
If others were so arrogant, they would have been beaten to death by Zhu Yan long ago. He would not allow anyone to be more arrogant than him.
But this ghost was Zhou Zhanfeng, and he still saw Zhou Zhanfeng with his daughter in high spirits and with full fighting strength, so Zhu Yan just said "hmm" and said nothing.
