Chapter 21: Ghost Nemesis
"Doesn't come …… and let me go invite it."
Meng Fan skimmed his mouth, raised his head, into the autumn moonlight is a little cold, moonlight floating, sprinkled to the yard, a ground like white frost, no wonder the poem inside to say "suspected ground frost" it.
"Zee–"
Lift step, he gently pushed open the wood door, out of the gate, this time he is full of confidence, lest by the time and ghosts and shadows fight, the noise is too big, the family woke up, so the location is chosen in the home outside the door.
Outside the door there is an open space, at the moment shrouded in the night color, can not really see, perhaps really should be installed street lamps. However, at this time, his body was already different from normal, and he could barely manage to defend things in the night.
"Oh?"
Just walking to the door, Meng Fan's gaze suddenly condensed and his footsteps stopped, only to see that not far away in the darkness, there was a piece of black mist rolling around, it looked like it had just arrived, emitting a soul-consuming aura.
Who is not that ghost shadow.
"That …… you are walking?"
"Why don't you come in and sit down?"
Meng Fan saw this scene, the corner of his mouth hooked up with a smile, the previous two times he was scared to death of this ghostly shadow and was chased to the point of being in a mess, unable to fight back, this time it was different, he couldn't help but tease.
"Hey, I said ……," Meng Fan walked step by step towards the ghost shadow, his hand flipped and took out the peach wood sword, pointing the tip of the sword at the ghost shadow, "The first two times you were tossed around, this time we're going to make a break for it. "
There was quite an air of a newborn calf not being afraid of tigers.
"Avenge what you have a grudge against."
He learned the lines from a martial arts movie and stood with his sword in hand, a very bold and ethereal look. If he was born in a reckless era, this stance would probably be able to charm one or two red-faced beauties.
"Sizzle."
The black fog has coalesced into a human form, straight staring at the peach wood sword in the hands of Meng Fan, seems to be some scruples, also did not expect, this time in front of the kid actually did not run, as if he was waiting for him like ……
A time a little bit can not accept.
Ghost shadow this time is not like the last time as squeaky and screaming soul, the behavior has become crisp and clean up, together with the hand, it condensed a black gas, transformed into a long snake, and flew straight toward Meng Fan.
"To a true …… uh …… Upper Immortal, a trick you used once is useless the second time."
Meng Fan who had broken through to the first level of Spirit Condensation, both his body and his senses had become unusual, although that long snake was fast, it still seemed to Meng Fan that it was a bit slow, carelessly raising his mahogany sword, he stabbed at the long snake, hitting it squarely on the head.
"Boom!"
The snake's head exploded violently, turning into a trace of black smoke that rolled backward and merged into the ghostly shadow's body.
A cat that was chasing a mouse, seeing this scene, stopped, cocked its head, looked at Meng Fan, and then at the ghostly shadow, and suddenly the fur on its body exploded, howled in terror, and instantly leapt out of sight.
"Sizzle."
The ghost shadow saw that the blow did not hit, the body tumbled again, the black smoke coalesced several long snakes, twisting and spinning, a look of heaven and earth, wrapped toward Meng Fan, the momentum was great, very appalling.
Meng Fan, however, smiled blandly, not placing this move in the slightest bit in his eyes, and even danced with his sword.
"Today, there is an immortal named Meng Fan, who dances with his sword to move the four directions. The viewers are as frustrated as the mountain colors, and heaven and earth are long low for it ……"
His expression was cloudy and light, dashing and floating, he even recited a poem, and even more so, he danced the mahogany sword in a tiger-like manner, although there was not much of a routine, visually it was dazzling, with a very strong and bluffing momentum, utilizing his body's strong power, dancing faster and faster.
Snapping his fingers, those several long snakes flew and crashed into the mahogany sword, collapsing one by one, not even touching the corner of Meng Fan's clothes.
"If that's all you're capable of, I won't play with you anymore, it's a bit boring!"
Playing for fun doesn't mean to keep playing, the dragon has reverse scales, he also has a temper, this ghost shadow repeatedly provoked in him, time and time again hooked the soul to take his life, moreover, it is a scourge to his father, the end is unable to tolerate it!
Meng Fan's eyes were stern, carrying the mahogany sword, he leaped and rose into the air, swinging his sword towards the ghost shadow, he also wanted to see if the mahogany sword could cut the ghost shadow into two.
"Roar!"
That ghost shadow saw the situation is not good, issued a low howl, in an instant the body black smoke rolling, unexpectedly turned into a bloody mouth, fangs and sharp teeth, violently opened, emitting a gust of stench.
Following, more than a few fuzzy corpses, struggling in the bloody mouth, seems to climb out of the way, while struggling, the side of a variety of cries of pain and whimpering voice, as if from hell.
The voice caused Meng Fan's body to lurch, and a brief moment of confusion appeared in his eyes, feeling as if he was being haunted by a hundred ghosts, and for a moment his soul went into a trance.
It was as if he saw the pillar he was drinking with, holding a glass of wine, his eyes bloodshot and bubbling with blood, "Meng Fan, you lied to me, why don't you burn me a paper man, I'm waiting for you, die with me!"
Following that, Zhang Carpenter appeared, holding a saw, and was sawing a corpse, blood flowing like a stream, and suddenly looked up and stared at Meng Fan, and said morosely, "Wah, do you want to sleep in a bed made of human bones, and cover a quilt made of human skin, it's very comfortable!"
More than that, he saw his father's shadow, looked at Meng Fan indignantly, and spoke in a stern voice: "Can't find a job and still have the face to go home, why don't you just die!"
"Ah!"
Meng Fan felt his soul trembling and his headache cracking as he covered his head and fell from the air to the ground, between life and death, it was a close call.
"Sizzle!"
Seeing Meng Fan fall, the bloody mouth dissipated, revealing the body of the ghostly shadow, which spat out a long tongue and licked its lips, as if it had seen a tasty delicacy, and eerily drifted towards Meng Fan, stretching out its ghostly claws and pointing towards Meng Fan's forehead, "Soul come ……"
"Come …… you …… hair!"
A bad smile appeared on Meng Fan's face, at this time, not only was his body strong, even his soul was a lot stronger, not as fragile as it was before, facing this kind of soul attack from the ghost shadow, it was still very easy to resist.
"Snort!"
Between laughing and cursing, he waved his hand, and that mahogany sword emitted an ancient light, instantly piercing into the ghost shadow's body, stabbing out a huge hole to come, black smoke scattering in all directions, like a bonfire that was going out.
"Woo–"
The situation reversed, the ghostly shadow let out a miserable roar, his body rapidly retreated backwards, the black mist on his body rolled crazily, looking flustered and shocked!
I'm afraid that he was thinking in his heart, this person is too bad.
A moment later, the ghost shadow's body only barely recovered some, but the black mist on its body dissipated a large part of it, although this stab did not kill it, but it also gave it a fatal injury.
"Sizzle!"
Between the angry roar, the ghost shadow seemed to have made a decision, the body steeply flew up, trailing a black smoke, rapidly flying toward Meng Fan's home, looks like it is not under the enemy, no longer entangled with Meng Fan, want to Meng Qingshan, swept through the courtyard in the twinkling of an eye.
Before entering the door of the house, the ghostly shadow also looked back and glanced at Meng Fan, with a hint of mockery in his gaze, as if to say, what's the use of you being powerful, now you will destroy your old man!
However, this review revealed a hint of something wrong.
Because he caught a glimpse of that kid laughing, laughing with some derision, like he was looking at an idiot.
It should be just a pretense, the ghostly figure thought so, and with a sway of his body, he drilled into the door of the house!
"Boom!"
Suddenly a strange change occurred, the ghost shadow screamed miserably, his body flew out backwards from the door, as if he had suffered a heavy blow and was smashed out!
"Knock knock!"
A tall body suddenly appeared, crossing the door and stepping out, his footsteps were calm and steady, majestic, full of endless dominance, only to see that he wore a strange helmet, his eyes emitted a stern light, and he didn't speak, with a high and cold look, he walked up to the ghostly shadow, and picked it up, and punched it again and again, as if it was a raging storm, and smashed it on the ghostly shadow's body.
"Ooohhh!"
The ghost shadow let out a gust of painful screams, if it was an ordinary attack, it could not cause any harm to it, but this attack was mixed with an incomparably pure true qi, once it was smashed, it was as if it had suffered from a bull's charge, it was very difficult to endure it, and within a few moments, the ghost shadow's body had been punched out with countless holes!
Sure enough, there is something going on!
Ghost shadow stared blankly at the sudden tall figure, his mouth issued a slurred voice: "This …… is …… what …… is ……"
"This is your father!"
Meng Fan patted the dirt on his body, lifted his peach wood sword, and pointed it at the ghostly figure, "Iron Man, fuck him up!"
"Bang Bang Bang!"
There was another fierce attack, hitting the ghost shadow's body shriveled up, more and more small, despite the black mist rolling around, but it couldn't make up for the damage done at the moment anymore.
"Steel …… iron …… man ……"
That ghost shadow tone strange read a sentence, in the memory never seen such a terrible thing ah, dauntless like, ferocious and unmatched, simply met the nemesis, can want to pro-life kind of.
It fought to break free, but the force can not, just be carried and beaten, too humiliating, too helpless.
"Iron Man, Flame Cannon!"
Meng Fan's hand pointed at his eyes, followed by his neck, making a killing gesture.
Having watched movies often, he felt that this gesture was also a bit too cool and couldn't help but learn it.
"Boom!"
With his mind, Iron Man gas two groups of flames between his eyes, really like a flame cannon greeted the ghost shadow, the ghost blue flame instantly flared up, beeping and burning.
See the fire lit up, Iron Man raised his hand and threw, will burn the ghost shadow thrown into the air, followed by the center of the eyebrow is a powerful light, hit the ghost shadow in the air, points of fire scattered, like a brightly blooming fireworks!
Accompanied by a miserable scream, the ghost shadow dissipated.
I can't imagine that the three words of Iron Man have become its dying words.
But Iron Man is what, it dying also did not understand ……