Mysterious Resurrection: The Peddler

Chapter 426 A Tailwind for One Person

Including Ye Zhen and He Yuelian, there are a total of thirteen captain-level ghost handlers present. Under normal circumstances, these thirteen captains can almost clear up all the supernatural incidents in all major cities in the country.

However, everyone had a solemn and fearful expression on their faces, because there were too many kings. On average, each captain had to fight at least two kings alone. But the average was only an ideal situation. The opponent would definitely target them. It was not impossible for five, six, seven or eight kings to deal with Yang Jian.

This is indeed the case. The king codenamed Gladiator has already locked on Lin Bei as his opponent. At the same time, an inexplicable spiritual power has covered and isolated Lin Bei. Even if Liu San and others want to help, it is too late.

A king who was not mentioned at all in the intelligence suddenly blocked Liu San's way, like an extremely cold and impenetrable wall, which even made Liu San feel a little oppressive.

"It's really interesting that the general chose Liu San as his opponent."

A slender king in a formal suit was tasting the wine in the glass comfortably, murmuring softly as if talking to himself.

"Hey, General, would you mind having an extra helper to help deal with this captain?"

This king, codenamed Drunkard, came from a country famous for its romance. However, in this era of spiritual revival, romance was annihilated by evil spirits, while Drunkard survived the rampage of evil spirits and quickly grew into a king.

"Noisy!"

The king, code-named General, turned around and glanced coldly at the drunkard. That cold look made people shudder.

Obviously, he rejected the drunkard's proposal and insisted on dealing with Liu San alone.

"Well, you are the most powerful 80s guy on earth. We are all self-proclaimed kings, but you are a real king."

The rejected drunkard didn't care at all. He was already used to the general's temper, so he had already started choosing his next target.

At the same time, Li Leping, who is often overlooked, is targeted by two kings. The appearances of these two kings are very strange, but their styles are very obvious, and it is easy to recognize the country of each other.

The king was wrapped in dirty, worn bandages, and his body was horribly skinny, like a dried corpse. Not only that, but there was always a cloud of sand and dust swirling around the king, as if he came from an endless desert of death.

Another king was codenamed Death, with a deformed head and a strange red light in his eyes. Death held a feather in his left hand and a scale in his right hand, as if ready to weigh all the supernatural things in the world.

Pharaoh stood in front of Li Leping, and a thick cloud of dust rose up around him. At the same time, the air became extremely dry, as if all the moisture in the air had been completely evaporated.

"Can you stop me?"

Li Leping's face turned cold, and he was instantly covered by ghosts. He went into a sleepwalking state, and a cold and eerie aura spread out. With two horrible death curses, one for finding a man and the other for sleepwalking, he was confident that he could face any king.

The same situation happened to each captain. He Yuelian was restricted by two kings, codenamed Twins and Warden. Liu Qi protected He Yiner, and the two of them faced the Captain and the Prisoner. Yang Jian, as the law enforcement captain, received special care. The four kings, the Manor Owner, the Projectionist, the Drunkard, and the Gravedigger, besieged him at the same time.

On the other side, Cao Yang is also facing a siege, led by the painter, gentlemen, coffin bearers, and a strange king codenamed the priest. Wang Chaling faces the knight and the landlord alone, Ye Zhen is entangled by the king codenamed the snow monster, the gambler targets Wei Jing, and the clown directly invades Wen Zhong's consciousness. Shen Lin and Wen Zhong deal with this special king together.

In an instant, Dahai City was completely reduced to a Shura battlefield. All the captains felt unprecedented pressure at this moment, because everyone was facing a life-and-death fight. Yang Jian and Cao Yang, the law enforcement captain and the supervisory captain, were faced with the danger of being outnumbered four at once.

In the world in the painting, the coffin bearer was the first to move. Just like he did with Li Leping before, the coffin bearer lowered his raised arm again. A terrifying pressure appeared on Cao Yang, which seemed to completely restrict his movements.

"Want to compete with me in pressure?" Cao Yang snorted coldly, and the complete oppressive ghost suddenly appeared silently on the backs of the four kings. The expressions of the coffin bearers instantly became painful. Under the two kinds of pressure, he was almost unable to hold on after just starting.

However, it was impossible to restrict the actions of the four kings by relying on a human-suppressing ghost. The king from South America, code-named Priest, attacked Cao Yang despite the restriction of the human-suppressing ghost.

soon.

The flesh and blood on Cao Yang's body was peeling off rapidly. Even though this flesh and blood was made entirely of ghost flesh, it was unable to resist or evade. The priest held a strange-shaped scepter in his hand, and at the bottom of the scepter was a blue and black ghost palm!

The scepter was pressed against Cao Yang's chest, and the ghost hand was frantically tearing the ghost flesh, as if it wanted to completely dismember the ghost from Cao Yang.

"Why won't you just die?"

Several other kings also used their own supernatural powers to attack Cao Yang. The gentleman tried to influence Cao Yang's consciousness with eloquent words. The painter threw out a piece of pure white paper, and the paper was absorbing the color from Cao Yang's body at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"die!"

Cao Yang naturally would not sit there and wait for death. A rusty coffin nail appeared in his hand and he threw it directly out.

However, the target of the coffin nails was not the priest who was closest to Cao Yang, but the gentleman who was affecting Cao Yang's consciousness, because among the people present, only the gentleman would be nailed and would definitely die.

The blood lake was surging, and the gentleman, whose movements were restricted, had no time to dodge and was pierced directly between the eyebrows by the coffin nail. Then he fell into the blood lake and was completely submerged and swallowed.

"It's your turn next."

After easily dealing with a king, Cao Yang's eyes fell on the coffin bearers. The coffin they were carrying became more solid, and pairs of dead and horrified eyes were exposed from the gaps in the coffin, which made people feel inexplicably terrified.

"Captain Cao Yang, it's time to put some things to rest."

The painter's face was terribly gloomy. He had not expected Cao Yang to be so powerful. Even with four kings besieging him, the other party was still able to kill one of them, although he was relying on coffin nails.

"You are too naive to think that you can kill me with just a few old, weak and disabled people like you."

Cao Yang mocked unscrupulously, but no king spoke out against it, except the king code-named Priest who was still trying to stop Cao Yang's actions.

"die!"

Cao Yang did not hold back at all. He picked up the old and rough carrying pole and hit the priest directly. After a dull sound, the priest lay motionless on the blood lake like a dead dog, allowing the scarlet water to drown him.

"Fake!"

The coffin bearers and the painter felt inexplicably terrified at this moment, because there seemed to be something wrong with their intelligence. Yang Jian was obviously the boss who needed the most special care, so why was this Cao Yang so abnormal?
However, there are not many captains who are in good shape. It can even be said that apart from Cao Yang, no other captain can have an absolute advantage. Most of them are just struggling and there is no hope of winning in the short term.

(End of this chapter)