Chapter 372 Kill the Gravedigger

Not only the cowboys, but the knights beside them also picked up their spears, ready to take action at any time.

The surrounding environment is like an oil painting. The various colors are fading and dimming rapidly. It is the influence of the king painter's spiritual power.

At the same time, there was an inexplicable ferocity in the gravedigger's eyes. He put his hands behind his back, and it was unknown whether he was doing something secretly.

"A cowboy, a gravedigger, a painter, a knight, a missionary, plus the old woman I killed, six kings should be the limit of what the King's Organization can do this time, but we can't rule out the possibility that the other side has a backup plan."

Cao Yang confronted four kings alone, while holding the old woman's body in his hands. A layer of smelly and sticky ghost blood wrapped the body into a cocoon.

"We have to find a way to capture another king, so that we can have enough bargaining power."

In the end, Cao Yang chose the gravedigger as his target. He had the impression that these kings did not have any outstanding performance. He only vaguely remembered that he had contributed when they besieged and killed Lu Zhiwen.

"If someone is sent to surround and kill Lu Zhiwen, he shouldn't be that strong."

Although these words were somewhat disrespectful to Lu Zhiwen, the kings who surrounded and killed Lu Zhiwen were indeed not the top ones in the organization, at least they were definitely not as good as the manor owner and the coffin bearers.

"Are you targeting me?!"

The gravedigger noticed Cao Yang's gaze and felt annoyed at the same time. The other party's contemptuous look undoubtedly showed that he thought he was the easiest one to control. This was a naked provocation!
"Let's get started, guys. No matter where this guy comes from or what his purpose is, he killed Madam Mary and he has to die here today."

A cruel look appeared on the cowboy's face, and the shotgun in his hand was successfully loaded. A cold and strange thing was wriggling in the barrel. It was a real evil ghost!

"Do it!"

This time, the gravedigger rushed to the front. Cao Yang's gaze made him feel insulted, so he decided in his heart to bury this young pretty boy deep in the grave.

"boom--!"

The cowboy pulled the trigger, and suddenly pairs of eyes flashing green light appeared around him, all staring at Cao Yang, revealing an inexplicable weirdness and evilness.

"The ghost has locked onto you. This shot has a high chance of hitting this guy."

The cowboy's expression was solemn, because the cold wind just now had given him a warning. Normally, he was absolutely sure that he could kill most of the ghost riders with one shot, but the situation today was a little different.

At the same time, the knight threw the dark red spear again in an instant, and then he rushed out like a wild beast. The heavy metal armor made a dull and suppressed sound as he ran.

"Since you are rushing here to die, I might as well take you down as well."

Cao Yang's expression froze. He did not intend to take any defensive measures. He would not die anyway. It was not a loss at all to resist the attacks of several other kings at the cost of a ghost slave.

He planned to use the same trick again. The cold wind and the surging blood lake instantly covered the gravedigger. Although bottomless pits of different sizes appeared on the blood lake, the gravedigger himself was not feeling well either.

The two-pronged attack of Qingtongge and coffin nails made the gravedigger feel a chill in his heart, and a creepy feeling suddenly took over his whole body. He wanted to retreat and crawl into the pits to escape.

But the blood lake seemed endless. Many pits were quickly refilled with blood. Those dirty and skinny hands had no chance to touch Cao Yang at all. They were almost submerged in the blood lake as soon as they were stretched out.

"Are you kidding me, those are coffin nails?!"

The gravedigger who had just surrounded and killed Zhang Xuan had obviously recognized the coffin nail. Although it did not look exactly the same, he did not dare to bet.

"Wow——!"

The dark red spear actually pierced through the ghost den and stabbed straight towards Cao Yang.

Not only that, the knight in armor also broke into the ghost den with his own terrifying level, and the hands in the blood lake did not dare to touch him as if they had seen their natural enemy.

The blood lake couldn't stop the knight's steps. The tall knight moved quickly across the lake as if walking on flat ground. His black armor was splattered with many sticky bloodstains.

The dark red spear accurately pierced Cao Yang's heart. Cao Yang then saw clearly that the spear was actually made of bones, and it must have been soaked in blood, which is why it turned into this color after a long time.

However, the real horror of this spear is that it contains two terrifying lethal powers, one targeting the heart and the other unknown.

That was why Zhang Xuan died. The knight embedded the coffin nails into the spear head. The coffin nails suppressed the spirit in Zhang Xuan's body, but did not kill him instantly.

What really killed Zhang Xuan was the attacks from several other kings after the coffin nails, as well as the death power carried by the bone spear.

"Profit——"

A sneer appeared on Cao Yang's lips, and then his whole body began to collapse.

However, the gravedigger was not so lucky. He subconsciously raised his hands to try to block the flying Qingtonggo and coffin nails, but ended up with the same fate as Lady Mary.

“Swish—!”

The surging blood lake suddenly raised several blood waves, which directly hit the gravedigger and quickly wrapped him into a huge blood cocoon.

"boom--!"

There was another dull sound, and the knight in armor crashed directly into Cao Yang's body. The terrifying force caused the body to fly several meters away, and even the raging wind came to a standstill at this moment.

"What a pity, a bullet was wasted."

The cowboy stroked the old double-barreled shotgun in his hand and said with some regret.

"You are too careless. The other party is not dead at all. The gravedigger was killed and the body disappeared."

The knight's voice came from under the helmet. He knew very well what he had just hit. It was just an ordinary corpse. The only noteworthy thing was that it had the same face as the man just now.

"Cowboy, you really underestimated the enemy this time."

At this time, the painter with long hair and wearing a white shirt also came over. It was the first time that the cowboy saw the other person with such a solemn and serious expression.

Sure enough, as the painter's voice fell, the cold wind that had originally subsided started to blow again, and it was even colder and more violent than before, as if sharp knives were scraping at everyone's flesh and blood.

"The other party is suspected to have a coffin nail in his hand. This will be a fierce battle."

The missionary, who had been silent for a long time, spoke up and said that he had just taken action, but the ghost book did not react at all. From this point, he realized that it was a terrible opponent.

"It seems that there are still smart people in the King's Organization, but I don't like being bullied, and I don't like my colleagues being bullied."

"You killed Zhang Xuan, so I killed your two kings. Now it seems that we are even."

Cao Yang's figure reappeared, just opposite several kings. There were two large blood cocoons under his feet. The blood lake with triple spiritual suppression completely suppressed the spiritual power of the two kings, leaving them unable to resist.

"Colleague? Are you also a captain?"

The painter noticed the key words in Cao Yang's words and asked.

"The intelligence mentioned that coffin nails also appeared in that country, but I don't remember them being in this person's hands."

The cowboy's face didn't look good. Coffin nails were something that could absolutely scare people, but the loss of two kings at once was a loss he couldn't tolerate.

(End of this chapter)