This is also why the Yan family has always remained mysterious in the empire for thousands of years.

No one knows it.

What are the forces that are different from mental power and force in the Yan family?

Young Master Yan sat on the chair with a smile, his dark peach blossom eyes were like the starry sky in the night, shining with the bright starlight.

The boy sat there, as if he was a king inspecting the territory.

Beautiful pose.

Noble and elegant.

Invisibly, there was a cold and domineering aura surrounding her.

"I can give you another chance."

Yan Tao knocked his fingers casually down the chair, smiling cunningly and treacherously: "This is the last time, you can take it seriously."

Fake Yan Tao stood amid the howling of ghosts and wolves.

The ghost laughter was extremely shrill, making him tremble all over.

The unknown is always the most terrifying.

He closed his eyes suddenly, and the next moment he suddenly opened it, gathering energy on his right fist, and blasting hard at the group of ghosts gathered together.

He shouted coldly: "I can kill you the first time, there will definitely be a second time!"

"boom!"

This fist hit several hideous ghost faces hard.

The semi-illusory faces of evil ghosts instantly exploded in the air like broken glass.

It turns into countless light spots and disappears cleanly.

The sound of ghosts and wolves howling around Fake Yan Tao seemed to be a little lower.

However, the breath he had just relaxed and had not completely vomited out.

The evil ghosts in front of him who were broken into countless petals turned into faces again and laughed at him arrogantly.

“…hehehehehehehehehehe…”

"You can't kill us..."

"I will always pester you..."

"Hand around you..."

The cold ghost sound echoed in this space.

The fake Yan Tao only felt that the temperature around him was getting lower and lower.

He punched him out with a little unbearable.

This time, his fist did not pause at all.

Punch after punch.

One punch is faster than the other punch, and one punch is heavier than the other.

only……

The fist that could completely smash the stone directly penetrated through the Yin Ghost's body.

Physical attacks have no use.

Young Master Yan sat calmly on the chair, smiling at the fake Yan Tao on the opposite side, and was like a crazy attack on the ghost.

No more talk.

Until the strength on the fake Yan Tao was all Han Guang.

He withdrew his fist with some exhaustion and staggered back several steps.

I reached out to hold the table and barely stabilized my body.

However, when he moved, the ghosts followed.

The sinister ghost laughter kept echoing in my ears.

The fake Yan Tao was panting and involuntarily looking at Yan Tao opposite him.

Thinking of what she said just now,

From then on, every minute, every moment, these ghosts will follow him.

Just like a gangrene attached to the bone, like a shadow following the body, the ghost will not disperse...

Such a life was just like this, and his body couldn't help but feel cold.

It would be fine if these things were not visible in the past, but I just felt that the temperature around me was a little low.

When he really saw it, even though he climbed out of the sea of ​​corpses and blood, he couldn't help but feel creepy.

The fake Yan Tao clenched his fists: "What do you want me to do?"

"It's very simple, tell me the old emperor's plan."

“…you put them away first.”

Fake Yan Tao spoke in a low tone.

"Can."

Young Master Yan flicked his left hand and the sword light of the Seven Star Sword flashed by.
Chapter completed!