Rebirth of the Peak Young Master-Chapter 1056: At the End of One’s Rope

The short man and his companion were meticulously trained, and this strike was actually a blurry trend, blasting Mr. Ye's head away!

"No rules?"

Ye Feng's voice was as usual. He used ghosts to face him directly. He murmured, "Let's see if you can break the rules!"

After the voice dropped, his eyes disappeared, and suddenly a colorless flame sprouted behind Su Cong's eyes, the flame rose to the ceiling, the green ghost fires in the air were scorched by those who lost ghost fires and fell with a "bang", causing a slight shock when I sent someone to put it down.

The feeling of not falling is alive, almost a kilogram of iron!

"What is this?"

Seeing the boy land on his heels, Qiu Yun cried out in surprise.

In his eyes, although engulfed by a mass of colorless flame, the ghost couldn't be harmed like anyone else, except for burning clothes and garments on his body!

Look closely again, these blue wrinkles finally showed the metallic sheen used by Xiong Xiong, who couldn't do anything!

"This is his meditation spirit." By absorbing a spiritual flower harmonized by the moon, like a sword and a spear. Without 60 years of education, even a spirit cannot penetrate a ghost; it absolutely cannot stop this guy!"

A rare glimpse of cold eyes made Ye Feng's spirit stretch a bit.

Yes!

The old man shrank, lying on the drum. He said, "The boy has vision. The equipment seen by ordinary people frightened the flow of large stocks and liquids, but you can still see the origin. You think there must be a big door behind him!"

"Since I promised to kill you, I've had no mercy for you. I'm a dead ghost doctor. I don't feel pain. I've absorbed moonlight for five to eight years and failed to complete two great tasks. You have no chance to accept this! Even with all your tools, it's hard to hurt. Wait a minute!"

"And you, once you eat another heavy punch, you will never stand up again!"

The old man's face was full of pride as he proudly said, "If you know how fun this is, if you get caught, I can give you a complete body, otherwise you'll be tired waiting, I will surely drag you three souls and seven spirits."

"No, no, that's impossible, that's impossible!"

Then in anger, the old man's voice seemed a bit low and deep, his eyes murky and lantern-like, staring at a blue-skinned boy as one hand disappeared, madly shouting from his mouth.

This ghost might be tamed, spoiled, and trained by him! The body of copper, iron, and steel, unable to be opened by knives and guns, yet easily smashing the body with a speeding van within a day!

But now in front of my eyes, even before I saw what happened, how did that hand suddenly disappear?

Mr. Ye did not want to continue meditating here. Without hesitation, he did that thing. He lifted his foot, hitting a blue-skinned boy whom no one taught, his hair was polluted.

Really!

Only the sound of wind all night could be heard, stepping on a blue elf greatly aiding the search for an elder lying in the previously crushed flower drum.

"No!

The elder's face changed significantly upon noticing. His eyes stared. That twisted body looked like a spirit monkey. He blinked and agreed to throw away a broken drum. Then three blue-skinned ghosts, wearing flower drums, flew in all directions, as if bombed into a massive collision.

Ha ha!

Moreover, the flower seemed to be beating the broken drum. Ye Feng's spiritual footsteps still had a huge sound, causing the mountains and forests to sway. From afar, you can still hear sadness and cold in the drum sound.

"Enchanting drum!"

Suddenly, the elder withdrew from the drum sound, retreating with the pupil's movement, toes slightly sinking, briefly touching the ground behind him like fast-turning brown gears! After turning a strange angle in the air, he suddenly appeared beside the flower drum, and the flower drum flew into the sky, steadily placed there.

That was a relief.

Mr. Ye certainly remained inactive. When the elder sat on the flower drum again, Ye Fengling's flickering figure returned to Qiu Yun, gently swaying his wrist. The dark sword disappeared under the cover of night.

Behind him, Ye Feng contemptuously said to the elder, "Can I return my money to you?"

Upon hearing this, the elder's eyes were filled with suspicion. He couldn't understand the other unspoken words he used, having just plucked out a ghost-faced throat, shaking her gently.

Black pearl, the sound of your contact with the ghost face, is particularly refreshing in the silent mountain.

But soon, the elder found himself in a strange predicament, carrying four sets of ghosts and drum points supposed to attract ghosts but none of them appeared in the end.

He shook the drum vigorously again, the elder's eyes about to ignite a blazing fire, very close to the truth.

Yet the next moment, he just felt cold inside!

Slowly, his gaze landed on Mr. Ye's voice, he opened his mouth. His wrinkled face showed a wrinkled expression. Finally, there was a trace of fear he hadn't seen for a long time.

"You, you, you've enslaved all my ghosts..."

Meaning, to the very end, even he couldn't finish saying it, really unimaginable!

Three stones, not even three sons had time. In front of him, a young man tamed himself and killed all the ghosts unable to wield guns and knives.

That was impossible!

Without his so-called answer, Mr. Ye blurred out, "These things are a bit of a nuisance. I'll cut his leg off to prevent it."

"You, you, how dare you, how dare you..."

The elder hadn't finished speaking, he took a deep breath to calm his anger.

Ghosts and slaves are immortal things, cutting off their arms and legs melting every day, then returning to the end, a new son in front of us really finds it hard to gather in a certain state!

Mr. Ye, I think there might be a misunderstanding between us.

The elder was very aware of the changes in toilet paper, he explained, "You and I have no direct impact, I just accepted someone else's excuse, possibly coming here to solve some private matters for them, but since you're also a monk, of course I wouldn't kill unless it was hahahaha." "If you drop a woman and give it to me, I'll leave here for free."

From the moment he discovered Qiu Yun's spiritual wave, he was deeply interested in answering this question. A woman with such outstanding appearance and spirit was the bait she'd always been looking for. If it could be used to concentrate the soul, the soul it collects and gains would be more powerful than ever!

Spiritual desire overflows, general beauties let her vomit in front of this perfect spiritual desire, even confuse a powerful ghost general with the great returns!

When the soul appears, others can use it through special secrets!

At the thought of having strong spiritual power within him, the greed in his eyes grew stronger.

Jiaojiao's body was very tense, even feeling Mr. Ye's voice would make such a ridiculous promise. The two disgusting, nauseating, vomiting eyes, with torso amulet still uncomfortable. Grabbing Mr. Ye's palm was getting harder.

Mr. Ye's face was blurred, not seen since ancient times: "Do you think you're alive, so you're eligible to tell me the details?"

"What do you mean?" His face stiffened, the elder slowly spoke.

"You almost tied up the two people I knew, forcing me to meet them in these messy graves at midnight. The last words recognizing my identity weren't direct beginning. Now having a hard straw, telling me this was a misunderstanding."

With a sneering expression, Mr. Ye said with a frown, "If you want these information to be interesting, hand the person over now for individual repairs, I can't give you a lifestyle, otherwise you'll become part of these messy graves."

"Seeking death!"

Just as the words fell, the elder suddenly stood up, shouting "How dare you humiliate me like this?"

"When I saw you so cultivated, I've begun to admire the talent itself. I never thought you'd be a complete lack of etiquette. Hard not to think you harmed me and my soul. I can't help but envy you and your heart."