Mysterious Resurrection: The Peddler

Chapter 382: Collision in front of Ping An Building
"You are quite good at talking. Since you have this kind of awareness, let me just send you, a person who has made no contribution, off today."

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded in the ears of Chen Qiaoyang and Lao Nie, and everything around them was dyed with a layer of scarlet color, as if soaked in blood.

"Look, here comes the trouble."

Old Nie shrugged. He had already recognized Yang Jian's evil intentions and was ready to take action.

"Then let's kill him here. You and I will work together. Don't be careless. This little guy is very fierce."

A sneer appeared on Chen Qiaoyang's face. At the same time, the ghost beside him also moved, firmly protecting him behind him, like a wall suppressing the dead silence.

"Do it!"

Yang Jian and Lao Nie were both startled and their expressions restrained.

Without hesitation, the tall, inky black ghost shadow under Yang Jian's feet spread on the ground, quickly covering a large area, and many mediums also appeared in Yang Jian's sight.

The ghost eye turned restlessly, and the next moment Yang Jian locked onto the one that belonged to Old Nie among the many mediums. He raised his hand and slashed the knife, which directly cut Old Nie's medium in half.

At the same time, Lao Nie's attack has also arrived.

The sound of evil spirits howling and screaming came from a constantly shaking rattle. The sound went straight into the depths of Yang Jian's soul and made him bleed from all seven orifices.

Not only that, an extremely cold breath instantly penetrated Yang Jian's body. In the blink of an eye, Yang Jian's skin turned into a dead gray color, and large patches of bruises appeared, as if he was frostbitten.

No one gained any advantage in this round.

Old Nie indifferently took out another playing card from his chest pocket. This playing card had been split in half, and Nie Yingping on it was also cut in half.

Yang Jian also had a startling scar on his waist, but he did not use the restart, but directly replaced a new body. As for the wound on the ghost, he ignored it and just let it heal slowly.

"He is indeed a difficult guy."

Without any pause, Yang Jian attacked again. A red light shone brightly in the ghost den. The scarlet color in the sight became thicker and thicker, almost turning into blood and dripping down.

"Sixth level ghost cave."

The sixth level of the ghost den can stop everything in the ghost den, even Yang Jian himself is no exception. The time of stagnation will vary depending on the degree of terror.

Old Nie suddenly stopped and stood there stiffly, motionless. Even time seemed to stand still. Of course, he could not resist this kind of supernatural power.

However, he was still able to make facial expressions very slowly and move his hands. The restrictions imposed by the sixth level of ghost den on him were not thorough enough.

"Just nail him to death!"

Yang Jian's eyes flashed, and Gui Shen instantly moved his position. The cracked golden spear was about to pierce into Lao Nie's head.

"Block that spear."

At this time, Chen Qiaoyang, who had been staying in the corner, spoke very slowly.

Then, the ghost beside him suddenly came to life, ignoring the stillness of the sixth layer of the ghost den, and appeared in front of Lao Nie out of thin air, blocking the fatal blow for him.

"Damn-!"

At this moment, the stillness of the sixth level of the ghost cave has reached its limit, and cold sweat broke out on Old Nie's forehead. That feeling was terrifying, as if even his thoughts were forcibly stagnated, and he could only watch the long spear pierce his head. Dajing City was unusually lively today. In front of the Ping An Building, which had been blocked for a long time, more than a dozen people gathered at this moment, including twelve captains.

"You are the third generation of the Wang family and you have become a ghost rider."

The five evil spirits that surrounded Su Fan and the other two were easily dealt with by the captain who came over. Chen Qiaoyang looked at the scene with interest, and did not seem to feel fear or worry.

"According to the time, it's time for Lao Zhang to come out."

As he finished speaking, the Ping An Building collapsed completely as if it could not bear the weight, and the mysterious ghost paintings inside the building quickly dissipated.

Yang Jian opened the fifth level of the ghost cave and directly sent the collapsed part of the building to the deeper level of the ghost cave. However, there was a man in a Zhongshan suit standing at the original entrance of the building, and he was not affected at all.

"You are here with ill intentions, captains."

Old Zhang looked at the captain who had come over with an indifferent expression. His gaze swept over everyone, and there was no emotion in his eyes.

"In fact, today's timing is not bad. I can have a fight with you. However, I'm not an unreasonable person, so I suggest you get rid of this thing first."

As he spoke, Lao Zhang carefully opened the door of the building, and then ran a long distance in an instant.

Suddenly, a thick darkness poured out from the interior of the building, and several blurry figures carrying a huge oil painting walked out of the darkness.

"Ghost messenger? You are so cruel that you let it all out."

The captains' faces turned ugly in an instant, because no one present dared to say that they could deal with the ghost messenger. The 9 suppression places were enough to instantly turn the two captains into ordinary people who were nothing.

"Anyway, now is not the best time to take action. I'll give you some time to deal with the ghost messenger. We'll see you later."

Lao Zhang kindly reminded, and then he prepared to leave with a few teammates.

"Li Jun, Liu San, Lin Bei, Zhou Deng, Wang Chaling, you go and deal with the ghost messenger, the others come with me, leave them here for me."

Yang Jian made arrangements in an instant. The relationship between Wei Jing and the ghost messenger was very complicated, so it was not suitable for him to deal with the ghost messenger. Cao Yang was strong enough, so it would be a waste to let him deal with the evil ghost.

As for the remaining captains, they all possess quite terrifying supernatural powers, which are very suitable for fighting at this moment.

"Get started, leave the ghost painting behind first!"

With Yang Jian's order, the struggle between the two groups began at this moment.

The people who were evacuating with the ghost painting suddenly felt an inexplicable fear and horror. However, before they could react, a bloodless pale hand had already been placed on the shoulder of one of them, and a terrifying and deadly ghostly force broke out.

There was no screaming or wailing. This person was pulled out by Li Leping and turned into a highly decayed corpse in the blink of an eye. Even the ghost in his body fell silent.

On the other side, the four captains Cao Yang, Shen Lin, Yang Jian and Wei Jing surrounded Zhang Xianguang and blocked his escape route. Lu Zhiwen was beside to protect He Yiner and ensure that she could successfully summon the spirit.

"Four captains are attacking me alone. Haha, should I say that you value me or are you too confident?"

Zhang Xianguang showed a peaceful smile. Even though there were four captains around him staring at him covetously and two of them were planning big moves, he didn't feel afraid at all.

"In that case, let's move around first as a warm-up."

(End of this chapter)