Eliminate Demons in Lin Zhengying's World

Ordinary people have three yang fires. Ye Fan is a peak dark power martial artist. His blood is like a furnace. He also practices Jiuyang Divine Art, which produces the ultimate yang energy.

Chapter 3 The ghost of fist town, the strength is greatly increased!

Bang bang bang!

One after another, the dull sound of fists and feet broke out, which was deafening. Ye Fan raised the qi and blood of his whole body to the extreme, and spit out a mouthful of white flames, which lingered between his nose and mouth for a long time before dissipating.

He continued to condense boxing and leg techniques. At this moment, he was sweating like rain, his muscles were perfect, and he was running Zhenqi. The muscles under his skin were bulging, and there seemed to be something moving in the meridians. That was Zhenqi.

"break!"

Qin Feng stepped out and slammed his fist on the wall made of blue bricks.

With a click, the wall burst, blasting a hole the size of a fist.

"I hope to enter Hua Jin as soon as possible!" Ye Fan muttered.

He has always been steady, and only hopes that no one in this world can threaten his life.

After a few hours of martial arts performances, the sun sets in the west, the sky gradually dims, and the bright moon rises in the east.

Ye Fan was a little anxious, why the ghost didn't show up, suddenly his stomach growled, and he touched his stomach embarrassingly.

Since ancient times, the word "poor culture is rich in martial arts" has been circulated, because Xiuwu's body consumes a lot, and it is not affordable for ordinary people to eat and put away, not to mention that Xiuwu needs countless treasures of heaven and earth to warm the body. , tempering the flesh.

In this era, warlords are divided, demons are rampant, people are struggling, and people who practice martial arts are even more scarce.

Walking to the nearest restaurant, Ye Fan asked for ten catties of beef and some vegetables.

Looking at Ye Fan who was gobbling down, countless people in the restaurant were stunned.

Ten kilograms of beef is the amount of food for a few adults, and the young man in front of him actually ate it cleanly.

After eating, Ye Fan felt that he had come back to life, and his qi, blood and spirit increased a little.

When I got home, the courtyard was overcast.

Ye Fan's footsteps paused slightly, and his eyes flickered.

"Yin qi is rising, it seems that the ghost can't hold back."

Not only was Ye Fan not afraid, but he was a little excited.

He is not afraid of ghosts, it is nothing more than the product of resentment and evil spirits.

For him, who is already at the peak of dark energy, his spirit and energy are far beyond ordinary people, and his energy and blood are even more like a fire.

Thinking of fighting the ghost, Ye Fan was eager to try it.

Back in the room, Ye Fan pretended to sleep and waited quietly for the ghost to appear.

Time passed, and the night was silent.

In the Wu family compound, two translucent ghosts appeared.

With a swoosh, the yin qi wrapped the two shadows and moved quickly, and the wind made a rustling sound, urging the leaves in the courtyard to rustle.

Ye Fan's mind moved, his eyes suddenly opened, and two bright beams burst out.

The carp sat up straight from the bed, squeaked, and opened the door.

The door is open.

There were two translucent figures standing in front of the door, charming and graceful in appearance.

"Sir, are we beautiful?" The two ghosts asked charmingly.

"So bold, the ghost does not stay in the spiritual world, but actually occupies the Yangzhai!"

Ye Fan's eyes narrowed and he let out a loud drink.

The sound was like thunder, and Ye Fan's infuriating blessings could be said to be deafening. In an instant, the illusions around him collapsed, and the two ghost figures had disappeared.

"He's not an ordinary person, I'll try him!"

The two ghosts looked at each other, and one of them flickered.

In an instant, a ghost flew in front of Ye Fan and grabbed his forehead with five fingers.

Ye Fan felt the yin qi rushing towards his face, and his hair exploded suddenly, he pulled away and retreated, while running his true qi.

"Tear!"

A punch slammed out, the blood vibrated, and the infuriating qi tore the air.

【Ding!Attack the ghost once, merit point +1]

The ghost flew out and fell to the ground.

The ghost was unwilling, bit his lip, and attacked his son again, all kinds of moves attacked Ye Fan's key points.

Ye Fan's ears were constantly shaking, his hearing was sensitive, he was aware of the subtle movements in the air, he kept playing various boxing techniques and leg techniques, opening and closing his body, his blood was stimulated to the extreme, and all the yin energy within three meters around him was scattered.

Bang!

The ghost was punched in the chest by Ye Fan, and stuck to the wall.

Suffering heavy damage, the ghost's yin qi dissipated, and finally revealed its true body.