"Junior! Do you really want to die?"

The ghost's teeth were heard in the room, like a mouse with its tail stomped on, screaming particularly shrill.

The ghost was very difficult to deal with Yan Yun in this situation. He wanted to rely on absorbing other people's souls to strengthen his own strength, but his trick was discovered by Yan Yun.

Yan Yun not only helped him to stop the rest of the people from approaching, but also made the ghost's plan turn into water without a source.

Yan Yun ignored the ghost's clamor and stood steadily on the roof roof, bent his bow and arrow, focusing on a large hole that was wide open on the roof, and at the same time, he shot the surroundings of the house from the corner of his eyes.

To a certain extent, Yan Yun had to thank the two strange men, Xiongnu, and Li Zhen Yuantai, whom he met in Xiao Zhongnan. The former gave him a profound lesson, so that he would not be impulsive or aggressive, while the latter gave him the most intuitive feeling and experience of those who possess magic. This made him act calmly and patiently when facing strangers such as ghosts.

As the saying goes, one cannot survive if one commits one's own sins.

A fire suddenly appeared in the room where the house was living, and the flames ran around and thick smoke came out.

When Li Zheng got up, the lamp was lit. When the ghost took the soul of Li Zheng couple, the lamp fell on the bedding. The lamp oil was twitched, but the wick was not completely extinguished, which finally caused a fire.

The fire spread quickly, burning the wall paper, and the thick smoke sprayed out from the window edges contained a red flame tongue.

The gaps in the roof tiles where Yan Yun stepped on were like steamers, and a trace of black smoke came out.

Especially the large roof hole that was broken by a ghost, the air above and below penetrated unimpededly, like a gathering vent that gathered smoke and flames, carrying ash and rising outwards.

Yan Yun squinted his eyes, squatted and stood on the roof without moving.

It is precisely because of the existence of this hole that gathers most of the thick smoke from bottom to top, which makes Yan Yun stay calm all the time.

"Junior, you and I have no grudges or grudges. Let's take a step back and give up. How about it?"

Since it is a ghost, no matter whether the ghost is true or false, it seems that it has a natural fear of fire.

Yan Yun heard it in his ears, but said nothing.

"Junior, are you deaf?" the ghost shouted.

"You really think I'm afraid of you?" The ghost finally became angry when he saw Yan Yun not responding.

Yan Yun's face turned pale, and the iron bow that was pulled was stretched out again, ready to attack with all his strength.

At this time, the window on one side suddenly broke open, as if something rushed out.

Yan Yun immediately locked the object, but soon found something wrong, it was a bed of bedding on fire!

Almost at the same time, Yan Yun kicked his feet, and a kite turned over from his head and feet, and his body was still in the air, so he shot an arrow in an extremely awkward posture!

Just where he stood, a black shadow broke through the roof and drilled out, and it was the ghost!

It was holding the small black flag in its hand. The front end of the flag was like a giraffe and stretched out two painful and entangled heads of the dead, which was exactly the appearance of the couple Li Zheng.

This ghost probably didn't expect that his sure-killing skill would fail. Before he could react, the sharp arrow shot from Yan Yun penetrated his body.

"ah--"

The ghost made a shrill cry and then fell from the hole.

This time, Yan Yun looked at it very carefully, and the ghost's whereabouts were completely out of control. This falling posture was not a disguise.

As soon as Yan Yun's feet fell on the tiles, he immediately rushed towards the hole. When he opened his eyes, the ghost waved his arms. The soul on the small black flag in his right hand had dissipated, but his body had not yet completely landed on the ground.

Love!

Yan Yun stood at the entrance of the cave and another arrow!

The second arrow lost its accurate head. It was a coincidence that the head of the straight arrow was bitten by one bit. However, in front of the huge impact force, the dead soul here could not support it and immediately let go.

When a ghost lands, a "bang" sound is no different from a human body landing.

It was probably severely injured by Yan Yun's first arrow and fell to the ground again, causing great damage to its body. The black small flag fog rolled, surrounding its body and turned into countless fog feet to dissipate. However, this process seemed even slower.

Yan Yun knew that when these foggy feet gathered together again, they would become a complete human-shaped ghost, and their injuries would be covered up.

The fire is so big that the house will collapse soon. Yan Yun can't stay on the roof for a long time. The most important thing is whether the ghost will take the opportunity to slip away. Then it will be useless for his efforts and will definitely establish a strong enemy for himself. Then he will not even sleep peacefully for a day!

He leaned his heart and jumped down from the entrance of the cave. He rolled down at the same time as he landed on the ground, removed his strength, and put on a feather arrow and pulled the bowstrings as he half-kneeled. However, in front of him, the corpse of a couple who were lying on the ground.

Just on the wall in front of Yan Yun's back, the ghost seemed to have just gathered and formed, with the eyes in the two holes on his head full of viciousness.

When Yan Yun saw that there was no ghost in front of him, he wanted to turn around immediately and start attacking first.

How could the ghost make him do what he wants, bite his tongue and spit out a mouthful of blood at the small black flag in his palm.

Li Zheng and his wife's head instantly grew bigger, revealing a ferocious look. They dragged their long mist-like tail like a snake, stretched out from the black flag, and bit Yan Yun's arms at an extremely fast speed.

Yan Yun was shocked and his arms were shaken, and the heads of the two dead souls were scattered like smoke. When he paused, he turned into a complete phantom of his head.

Yan Yun's arms did not feel pain. The souls of the two were not physical and seemed to cause much damage to himself. If there was any difference, it was that his arms seemed to be tripped by something, which made his movements slow down a little.

"Haha... your treasure has indeed failed, your death period has come!" The ghost laughed wildly, but the laughter was like a duck with a broken neck, and it suddenly stopped. The eyes inside his burqa immediately changed into a look of horror.

Yes, there are too few souls stored in the black flag!

If there are enough souls, relying solely on the soul power, you can completely imprison Yan Yun without launching a direct attack.

But now, even if it has urged the dead soul with all its strength, it cannot limit Yan Yun's actions. The arrow shining under the firelight is like a death talisman!

The ghost was scared and was evasive in the burning room with the agility of his body and the restraint of his soul from his wife.

Although Yan Yun had seen the weakness of the ghost, the arrow was not shot for a long time. There were only three arrows left in his bag. The souls of the couple in Li Zheng affected his aiming again. He did not dare to waste it anymore and tried to kill the ghost that was careless on the spot.

The fire spread to the beams of the room, and the room became hotter and hard to breathe. The hot air flow was like boiling water, curling Yan Yun's hair.

Yan Yun suddenly remembered the string of golden runes presented in the brocade bag, and had an idea and suddenly whispered: "The people who are in the fight will all move forward in an array."

After reading it, Yan Yun felt something in his body instantly overflowing, maybe it was heat, and even he was shiver, and he had goose bumps.

The souls of the couple, Li Zheng, were severely damaged, and were like eggplants drooping on the ground, sluggish, slowly contracting into the black flag.

Yan Yun took this opportunity to relax his right hand with three fingers and one arrow shot through the ghost's right hand, nailing him to the wall.

The small black flag floated to the ground like a kite with broken strings.
Chapter completed!