Chapter 203 Together

Cao Yang stood firmly, and the ghost wind resisted the approaching dark ghost den. The human head balloons in the sky were forced to stop, and a clear dividing line was formed between the two ghost dens. No human head could cross the line.

In the distance, Liu Yin was standing in mid-air. Looking from afar, he found that there was a person standing in the air just like him, and was blocking his own ghost den.

"Oh? There is actually a ghost rider of this level in this tiny place."

Liu Yin had an excited expression on his face. More than ten ghost riders from the island nation had died in his hands, but they were all rookies. Only a few of them could ride two ghosts, and they were extremely rookies, which made him feel bored.

"Interesting, interesting. Let's have a fight."

Before I saw the person, I heard his voice first.

Cao Yang frowned as he saw a man wearing a custom-made suit from the Exorcist Society. He was tall and had an Asian face of the same style as his own, but his hair was curly, which seemed a bit out of place with the suit.

"Liu Yin?"

"Oh? You can speak Chinese, and you know me."

Liu Yin smiled slightly. He was quite surprised that Cao Yang could call out his name.

Seeing Liu Yin's reaction, Cao Yang immediately confirmed that his identity was definitely his target this time.

"An alien. Moreover, it is an alien from the previous generation, who has come back from the dead."

"You look quite young, how come you are in this dirty country? And from the looks of you, are you going to stop me?"

Liu Yin questioned with some displeasure. He hated it most when others looked at him with such scrutiny. All those who had done so before had died under his knife, and those people were called City Gods at the time.

"Stop you? No, I'm here to detain you."

"Imprison me?"

Liu Yin burst out laughing, as if he had heard a joke.

"can."

Then, Liu Yin randomly pulled over a ghost slave in a suit, and after just a glance, he and the ghost slave's identities were swapped. The head on Liu Yin's original body quickly rotted, while the ghost slave's rotten face was recovering and growing rapidly, and a new face soon grew out.

The new Liu Yin took back his samurai sword and threw his original body over.

"This is Liu Yin, you can detain him."

The corpse drew a trajectory in the air, and the air around it was distorted, similar to the feeling of a heat wave seen by the human eye.

As soon as the corpse crossed the dividing line between the two ghost realms, Cao Yang's ghost wind instantly blew its flesh and bones apart, making it deader than dead.

"Do it!"

Cao Yang did not hesitate. Gui Feng and the opponent's ghost den were evenly matched, but if other things were added, it might not be the same.

A river of blood suddenly rose from under Cao Yang's feet and directly invaded Liu Yin's ghost den. However, this river of blood looked indescribably awkward, as if it had been marked with boundaries and was very regular.

Liu Yin's smile froze instantly and his expression became stiff. He was never a man who would sit and wait for death. The young man opposite him attacked him as soon as they disagreed with him. His attitude was very clear.

"Young people should not be so angry. You should still respect your elders, otherwise you will be taught a lesson."

Liu Yin's tone became very cold. He pulled out the bright silver samurai sword from the scabbard and made a standard swinging motion. Not only him, but all the ghost slaves in the ghost den who were wearing suits and had rotten heads instantly had the same samurai sword in their hands and made the same swinging motion as him.

With one slash of the knife, the ghost wind stopped, the river of blood stopped flowing, and even Cao Yang's body was left with several thrilling knife wounds, with his chest and back almost completely pierced through.

"hiss--!"

Ghost flesh is also flesh, and Cao Yang is not without a sense of pain. Even he cannot bear this level of pain.

Cao Yang took out a small string of wind chimes, and the delicate black jade weathered instantly, leaving only an old and rough talisman paper attached to Cao Yang. At the same time, the scars on Cao Yang's body healed instantly, and all the damage just now was transferred by the wind chimes.

"Interesting, you actually have the ghost jade, but it's not a good thing, be careful or you'll get burned."

Liu Yin smiled contemptuously. It was obvious that he recognized the source of the black jade wind chime and knew it quite well.

However, Cao Yang didn't care about it. It was just a string of wind chimes. He had a lot of them. Moreover, he didn't believe that the price of the samurai sword would be lower than that of the wind chimes. The alien Yang Jian didn't dare to use the hatchet frequently, because the more terrifying the supernatural item was, the greater the price would be.

Cao Yang took out the bronze sword. Since the opponent was using a weapon, he certainly couldn't be stupid enough to fight him with his bare hands.

"Wait, who told you to take my weapon?"

Liu Yin's face suddenly turned gloomy and his tone became very unfriendly.

"Samurai sword, hatchet, bronze sword, my weapons have fallen into your hands. It seems that I have no choice but to kill you today and return them to their original owners."

"You said what's yours is yours?"

Cao Yang's expression slightly changed. Liu Yin's words contained a lot of information. It was easy to understand that the bronze sword and the samurai sword once belonged to him, but he didn't believe that there was a second hatchet in the spiritual circle, so...

"If I kill you, the katana will be mine."

"Then let's see if you have the ability."

Liu Yin's eyes instantly turned gray, and all the ghost slaves also inherited this supernatural power, and their eyes fell on Cao Yang at the same time. This was another level of infinite superposition. Of course, it was not as good as the real infinite superposition, but it was also a very troublesome method.

The terrifying suppressive force fell on Cao Yang. Although it could not completely suppress his supernatural powers, this restriction still had a significant impact on him. At least the ghost wind and the blood river were forcibly curbed to some extent.

"No one else is allowed to touch my sword."

Liu Yin roared, like a mad beast, he raised the samurai sword and slashed at himself, but he controlled the scale very carefully, the tip of the knife only tore his suit, without touching his skin and flesh at all.

This is a terrifying and fatal supernatural power, a fatal curse that tears lives apart by tearing clothes, and Liu Yin's behavior of actively triggering the rules is obviously mixed with other types of supernatural powers.

An extremely intense pain appeared in Cao Yang's body. Although there were no wounds on his body, it felt as if his skin, flesh, and even bones were cracking. However, his body was made of ghost flesh, so this terrifying tearing was limited.

But this limitation is not great. The superimposed death powers of many ghost slaves are, to a certain extent, enough to instantly kill an ordinary captain. Even if a fierce ghost is dead, he may not be able to withstand this round of attacks.

Cao Yang casually took out five or six strings of wind chimes. As soon as the wind chimes appeared, they began to weather one by one. Cao Yang approached Liu Yin's body under the attack, and then swung out a sword in an instant.

This sword forcibly dismembered the puzzle piece of the Clothes-Tearing Ghost. The superimposed supernatural attacks came to an abrupt end, and all the wind chimes in Cao Yang's hand were consumed.

There is no winner in this round.

(End of this chapter)