Chapter 967 Terrible Enemy

Ling Xun was taught a lesson by his father, so he took a few ghost servants outside to relax.

As for the assassination in the city lord's palace, he didn't know about it at all.

While wandering around, I met Bingren Yan here.

"Miss Bing, what's wrong with you?"

He was surprised to see the elder of the Ghost Bing Clan next to Bing Ren Yan covered in blood.

Because the ghost soldiers are in Lingcheng, no one dares to provoke them.

Although the status of the elders of the Ghost Soldier Clan is not as high as that of Soldier Yan, not everyone in Lingcheng can bully them.

Now seeing the pain on their faces, Ling Xun was a little at a loss.

As for Lin Tianyou on the side, he didn't see it at all.

"Miss Bing, what happened?"

Ling Xun asked the ghost servant to help the elder of the ghost soldiers up, and then asked with concern.

Bingren Yan has always been strong and will not show his weak side in front of outsiders.

But when facing death, all the aloofness in his body has long been thrown away, and what remains is only the truest soldier Yan.

At that moment, she said with a tearful tone:

"There are several evil ghosts chasing us behind. The elder was hit by them when he tried to protect me from escaping. Now his soul is injured. I'm afraid he will die!"

She could also tell how injured the elder of the Ghost Soldier Tribe was. His soul was shattered into pieces. If he didn't go back for treatment, he would most likely die here.

However, when she saw Ling Xun coming, she felt at ease immediately after feeling that she was alone and weak.

But when he thought of the terrifying power of those evil ghosts, Bingren Yan felt relieved, but he thought about it again.

"Evil ghost?"

When Ling Xun heard the news, he was stunned for a moment, and then he showed an angry expression.

"How brave you are to do this to Miss Bing. I think they are tired of living!"

Ling Xun patted his chest and said loudly:

"Miss Bing, please rest assured. These ghost servants behind me are masters with more than 400,000 souls. As long as those evil ghosts dare to come, I will make sure they never come back!"

Dare to make trouble on Tai Sui's head, and don't even look at how many pounds they have! "

Relying on the strength of the ghost servant, Ling Xun didn't take the evil ghosts mentioned by Bingren Yan at all.

Perhaps because Ling Xun was too confident, Bingren Yan wanted to explain to Ling Xun how strong the opponent was.

At this time, several black shadows had slowly walked out of the darkness.

Their eyes were cold, emitting a cold light like evil wolves, and they looked directly at Bingren Yan and others.

One of the leaders was about the same age as Ling Xun, but his calm aura was much stronger than Ling Xun's.

Moreover, the fluctuations in soul power on his body were not comparable to Ling Xun's.

There were four followers standing behind him, each of them carrying an uncomfortable sense of oppression.

When these five people appeared, the faces of the two ghost soldiers suddenly turned pale, and deep fear filled their hearts.

After Ling Xun saw the face of the visitor, his expression was strange.

These people are all very young and look as old as themselves.

With such a ghost age, can he defeat the elders of the Ghost Soldier Tribe?

In his opinion, these people are not enough to attack his ghost servant.

Thinking of this, Ling Xun's previous concerns were immediately relieved.

He held his head high and said with disdain:

"Hey, are you the one who offended Miss Bing?

You have the guts to dare to be arrogant in my city, do you want me to tell you how to write the word "death"? "

The young man leading the opposite side removed his eyes from Bingren Yan, looked at Ling Xun, and asked:

"Are you the son of the city lord?"

"Yes, my father is the city lord of Lingcheng."

Ling Xun replied proudly.

He has no other abilities except that he can compete with his father.

This is what he is most proud of.

"Since you are the son of the city lord, I will give you a favor and leave immediately. I can spare your life.

If you continue to cause trouble here, you will die even if your father comes over! "

The leading young man said coldly.

His voice was mixed with a faint hint of soul pressure, which shrouded Ling Xun's body. Even though Ling Xun had the courage to do so, he still felt a chill in his heart.

He never expected that the other party would be so domineering and threaten him with death as soon as he came up.

"You, you dare to threaten me?"

Ling Xun was stunned at first, and then became angry with embarrassment.

"You bastards, if you dare to speak like this to the son of a city lord, I will put you in jail right now, and then send you to the Underworld Mansion for trial. Then I will send you to hell. Let's see if you still dare to jump like this!"

When Ling Xun said these words, the elders of the Ghost Soldier Clan secretly thought that it was terrible.

These people have great backgrounds. How could the city lord of a small ten-line city arrest them and send them to hell?

Moreover, going to hell is a great insult to a ghost clan. Like eating a soul, it is a word that the ghost clan cannot accept.

Today, the son of the city lord who knows nothing about heaven and earth actually scolded him to go to hell. I am afraid his end will be very miserable.

Sure enough, the eyes of the young man in the lead suddenly turned cold, and the temperature of his whole body plummeted.

The murderous intent in his body has literally turned into substance and can pierce people.

"I tell you to go away, but if you don't, then you can keep your life as a ghost!"

The young man at the head shouted loudly, then kicked the ground with both feet, and rushed forward with his whole body.

I saw him holding a heavy fist and slamming it down on Ling Xun's head.

This punch contained such tyrannical soul power that no matter how many protective clothing Ling Xun wore, he could not withstand it.

There was no other possibility for him except a broken head.

Ling Xun was so frightened by the sudden attack that he forgot to think.

His body became stiff under the fierce wind.

Seeing that the ghost's life was in danger, at the critical moment, the two ghost servants behind him rushed forward and pushed Ling Xun aside in time.

The leading young man's punch missed, but the force of his punch still hit the ground. Suddenly, it seemed as if an earthquake had occurred, and the ground shook.

Even the ground paved with Yin stones was smashed into a big crater.

"If you mind your own business, just die in his stead!"

The young man at the head was furious. He did not retract his fist, but swept his arm forward, and the strong wind immediately flew towards the two ghost servants.

Swish, swish!

The sound of two cuts of flesh was heard.

The two ghost servants who saved Ling Xun's ghost life were torn apart by the strong wind on the spot, and their souls were immediately destroyed!

Ling Xun sat on the ground blankly, scared to death.

"Is this, is this really the power of the ghost clan?"

Ling Xun swallowed and waved his hands desperately, "Hurry, take me back quickly, I don't want to be killed by him yet!"

He had already forgotten about the trouble of taking care of Bingren Yan and put everything behind him.

I just wanted to escape from this hellish place quickly.

A guy as young as him, with just a wave of his hand, wiped out two of his ghost servants with more than 400,000 souls.

This kind of strength can make people tremble with fear just by looking at it.