Chapter 138: Kill the ghost raiser

He Yajiao looked at the security guard and didn't know how to speak. Are you going to say that this place is haunted? Then he had a fight with the ghost raiser, and no one would believe it.
In the end Bai Jingjing said: "We don't know what happened. When we came down, the yard was already in a mess. Our two sisters were frightened on the spot. You came just right. Check the surveillance quickly to see if there is any mess in the villa. Enter the terrorists. The movement this makes is too scary."
Bai Jingjing's expression was pitiful, and her eyes filled with tears, making people want to take care of her immediately.
The security guard frowned and immediately contacted the surveillance room, but no suspicious persons entered or exited anywhere the surveillance could monitor.
"Dad, what do you think?"
At this moment, Lin Shenghao's voice came from the crowd. He and Qi Lao were attracted by such a big movement.
Old Qi frowned and said: "A warrior has fought here, and they are very powerful! The owner of this villa should have encountered any trouble, it's not easy."
Old Qi didn't know that Zhang Yifeng was fighting just now.
"Let's go, this matter has no result."
Shaking his head, Old Qi turned around and left. Even if the police intervened in such a battle, there would be no result. Even if something was found out, it would not be stopped. As long as the movement made by the warrior is not excessive, nothing will happen.
This is indeed the case. The security guard went back after a bit of tossing, and comforted Bai Jingjing and He Yajiao, saying that their high-end villa complex would definitely guarantee the safety of the owners.
"Fortunately, the corpse and the corpse of the King Kong Infant were all burned out in the flames just now, otherwise, it will take a while to explain."
After the security left, Bai Jingjing giggled at He Yajiao.
He Yajiao ignored Bai Jingjing, she was just worried about Zhang Yifeng, not knowing when Zhang Yifeng would return.
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At this moment, Zhang Yifeng is still chasing the ghost-raising man. The Shanshui Villa is located in the suburbs. After leaving the villa, the road is getting more and more deviated. Zhang Yifeng can barely see the ghost-raising back.
The ghost raiser also felt someone chasing him behind him. His face was pale and his eyes were both sinister and angry. He has been a ghost raiser for so many years, has he ever suffered such a grievance? He was so chased by a young man that he dared not stop!
A ghost sword pierced his body just now. Although he moved his body slightly to the side at the moment of his death, he was not pierced through the heart by the sword, but one of the meridians still seemed to be pierced. If it were not for his strong internal strength, he The blood supply system in the body has long been disordered.
However, this is not the way to go for a long time. He can obviously feel the rapid loss of physical strength. As he runs, his face becomes whiter and heavier and heavier. But the kid behind him has been behind him all the time, no matter how much he can run, he can't escape!
The ghost cultivator did not dare to attack Zhang Yifeng. His current internal strength and physical function maintained a delicate balance. Once this balance was broken, the injury that had finally stabilized would relapse immediately. He persisted for less than ten minutes!
The ghost raiser knows that now is the time to compete endurance and will, he does not believe that he can't get rid of the young man behind him.
The ghost raiser specializes in walking in remote places, which can be said to be climbing and wading, but no matter how he escapes, Zhang Yifeng is behind him.
One hour later, Zhang Yifeng was behind him.
Two hours later, Zhang Yifeng was still behind.
Three hours, four hours!
The night was dark, the moonlight was bright, and the distance between the two people was sometimes drawn closer, and sometimes pulled apart.
Both of them are uncomfortable, both relying on perseverance to persist. Zhang Yifeng used the essence and blood, and his body was originally exhausted. Even if he took the pills, he could not immediately recover. He has been able to chase until now because he knows the consequences of letting the tiger go back to the mountain.
At first, the speed of the two was very fast, and then the speed of the two became slower and slower.
"Little devil, let me make a living. I swear by my life that I will not trouble you and your friends. Otherwise, the cultivation base will go backwards and you will not die."
There was a panting voice from the cultivator. At first, he was still rushing, but now he needs to catch his breath after running two steps.
Zhang Yifeng did not speak, but dragged his exhausted body and continued to move forward step by step.
"Junior!"
The ghost raiser gritted his teeth, he could see that the young man had no strength, but he was not sure to stop.
Zhang Yifeng kept on, so he could only escape.
This chase and escape took another two hours.
The ghost raiser couldn't run at all and lay on the ground.
Zhang Yifeng wasn't much better, so he lay less than five meters beside the ghost raiser.
Zhang Yaofeng gasped for a while and stood up immediately. The spiritual energy in his body is always circulating, which means that his physical strength is always recovering. This is the reason why his cultivation base is weak, but he can persist until now.
If you compete for physical strength and endurance, you will definitely be stronger.
Zhang Yifeng stood up and walked towards the ghost raiser step by step. Although his footsteps were a bit staggering, he eventually went to the ghost raiser.
The ghost raiser had no energy, and his internal strength was almost exhausted. The wound that had stopped the blood, overflowed with blood again, and his whole body was stained red with blood.
"Boy... let me go, what do you want... I... I will give it to you."
There was a weak voice from the ghost raiser, and his injury must be healed as soon as possible, otherwise, it will not be long before he will run out of blood and die.
Zhang Yifeng didn't speak. He didn't have much physical strength, so why did he answer the ghost-raiser?
He went to the side, struggling to pick up a head-sized stone on the ground, and then, like a life-threatening evil spirit, he staggered and approached the ghost raiser step by step.
Without extra words, he raised the stone wearily, and smashed it towards the head of the ghost raiser!
Boom!
With a muffled sound, the ghost-raising man’s head was not smashed to blossom, perhaps he had collected the last internal force on his forehead.
Not discouraged, Zhang Yifeng picked up the stone again, knelt on the ground, and smashed it down again.
Once...twice...
Zhang Yifeng was panting, but his movements did not stop.
Boom, boom, boom!
Even if the ghost raiser is a half-step martial artist, he can't hold on for long after being seriously injured and losing his internal strength.
Finally, after ten blows, his head shattered and his brains splashed everywhere.
The ghost raiser was beaten to death by Zhang Yifeng alive. This pain is beyond ordinary people's experience. The ghost-raiser is unwilling to die, very wronged, and painful!
If he is not injured, if he is in full victory, he can kill this kid with a single move of his finger. Unfortunately, there are no ifs in reality, only results and consequences.
After beheading the ghost raiser, Zhang Yifeng finally took a breath and lay on the ground and gasped.
He felt his head spinning around and there was an urge to fall asleep, but he knew he could not sleep.
He held back his exhaustion, leaning on a big tree, and said in a weak voice, "Is it enough?"