C105 (1/2)
”Faang Ziming, what's wrong?” The Fang family's Patriarch instantly cried out.
The Faang Ziming in front of him was surrounded by black energy, his eyes were red, like a hungry wolf on a moonlit night.
Meanwhile, that Fire Lotus was getting smaller and smaller on his body, as if it was being eaten as nourishment by the black energy.
”It's the upper body of the Shady Ghost!”
”It seems to be an evil spirit of at least fifty years!”
”Faang Ziming actually knows such an evil technique!”
The people in the spell world who were seated in the back stood up one after another. Bean-sized droplets of sweat began to appear on their foreheads.
Faang Ziming coldly looked down at everyone.
”Ye Kai, you have to take my life. ”I can only reveal my final trump card!”
He talked about business all over, inadvertently coming into contact with these perverted things, and even getting possessed by this evil spirit. Every night, he would go to the cemetery to raise it.
”Bastard thing. ”How can you be contaminated with such a despicable thing!” The Fang family's Patriarch couldn't take it anymore. The son he was so proud of was now possessed by a ghost, and was already neither a human nor a ghost.
Before the Fang family's patriarch could even curse, the experts below the stage activated their talismans, lightning flashed, thunder roared, flames burned. In an instant, thunder and fire interweaved, and all sorts of spells shot towards Faang Ziming.
The surrounding elders retreated like the tide, and even the Loong Family people who knelt down were thrown aside.
”Heh heh, such insignificant skill!”
Faang Ziming's face was full of sneers, he opened his hand and a stream of turbid black Qi exploded outwards. It was as if a shark was eating a small shrimp, and it did not require any effort at all to absorb the flames and lightning.
”Evil creature!” ”Hurry up and stop!” The Fang family's patriarch scolded angrily.
Faang Ziming turned and stared at the Fang Family Patriarch with his crimson red eyes.
”Patriarch, quickly retreat!” ”He is no longer the young master!” A Fang family servant girl shouted.
Sure enough, Faang Ziming howled like a wolf.
”I have this power, who else should I be afraid of?”
”Who isn't afraid of me within the entire Chuzhou!?”
Suddenly, a voice leisurely sounded from the side.
”It's me.”
Faang Ziming suddenly raised his eyebrows. He saw Ye Kai sitting leisurely on a chair, tasting fine wine.
Every time he saw Ye Kai's face that did not care if the sky collapsed, Faang Ziming's anger would rise greatly, and even the black aura would surge forth like a monstrous wave.
”If you didn't say it, I would have already forgotten. You are still some sort of Ghost Expelling Master, right?”
”Today, I want to see what abilities this Ghost Expelling Master of yours has!”
Just as he finished speaking … Faang Ziming grasped the Shady Ghost Black Fiend and condensed it into a spear. It floated above his hand, as if it was going to pierce through Ye Kai's heart.
Suddenly … Several golden beams came from the door and cut the spear into a Black Fog.
Everyone was shocked and when they looked towards the door, many magic masters immediately shouted out.
”The First Yin Slaying of the Qing River!” Luo Haotian! ”
”I thought I was late for the invitation banquet. ”Now that I look at it, it just so happens.” Luo Haotian held onto the small sword, and walked towards the hall step by step.
The surrounding elders all consciously opened a path.
They were originally here to attend the wedding banquet, at most, they had come with the purpose of personally witnessing the Ghost Expelling Master.
Who would have thought that a good banquet would turn into a devilish dance!
”A hundred year old Shady Ghost. ”How dare he be so arrogant!” There was no other person in Luo Haotian's eyes, he was the only person left.
As a First Senior Brother of the Evil Killing Sect, his mind would always be focused on exorcising and beheading ghosts.
”So it's Luo Haotian. ”I heard that you're Qing He's number one Yin Slasher, why don't I use you as an offering!”
Faang Ziming roared towards the sky, a mouthful of blood essence surging outwards, his throat sticking out, like a toad inhaling air, he fiercely spat out the blood essence in his mouth.
The drop of blood essence was completely black. It blended together with the Black Fog and its might was mighty.
One of the tiny dots landed on the hand of a Spellcaster in the front row. He felt as if he had met water with concentrated acid. Black smoke started to rise from his hands, and they instantly turned into muddy water.
That master of magic endured the pain and chopped off his hand. Otherwise, if the black gas stained him, he would truly die without a doubt.
As for the majority of the blood essence, it was still flying towards Luo Haotian!
Luo Haotian remained calm as his right hand formed a seal. He touched the blade of the sword and a dazzling golden light appeared.