He ​​Yajiao looked at the security guard and didn't know how to speak. Do you want to say that it's haunted here? Then she fought with the ghost-raising person, and no one would believe it if she said it.

In the end, Bai Jingjing said: "We don't know what happened. When we came down, the yard was already in a mess. The two sisters were so scared that their legs were weak on the spot. You guys came just in time. Hurry up and investigate the surveillance and see if there were any terrorists in the villa. The movement this caused was too scary."

Bai Jingjing's expression was pitiful, and her eyes were as watery as tears, making people want to take care of her in her arms immediately.

The security guard frowned and immediately contacted the monitoring room, but there were no suspicious people entering and leaving the places where the monitoring could monitor.

"Dad, what do you think?"

At this moment, Lin Shenghao's voice came from the crowd. With such a loud noise, he and Old Qi were attracted.

Old Qi frowned and said, "There are warriors who have fought here, and they are very powerful! The owner of this villa should have encountered any trouble, it is not easy."

Mr. Qi didn't know that Zhang Yifeng was fighting just now.

"Let's go, this matter has no result."

Shaking his head, Mr. Qi turned around and left. In such a battle, even if the security personnel intervened, there would be no result. Even if anything was found, the superior would be left alone. As long as the movements caused by the warrior were not excessive, nothing would happen.

This is true in the matter. The security guard went back after a while and comforted Bai Jingjing and He Yajiao, saying that high-end villa communities like theirs would definitely ensure the safety of the owners.

"Fortunately, the corpse and the corpse of the Vajra Infant were destroyed by burning corpses in the flames just now, otherwise, I would have to explain for a while."

After the security guard left, Bai Jingjing chuckled at He Yajiao.

He Yajiao ignored Bai Jingjing. She was just worried about Zhang Yifeng, not knowing when Zhang Yifeng would come back.

...

At this moment, Zhang Yifeng was still chasing the ghost-raising man. The Shanshui Villa is located in the suburbs. After leaving the villa, the road became more and more detached. Zhang Yifeng could only barely see the ghost-raising man's back.

The ghost raising man also felt someone chasing him. His face was pale, his eyes were both vicious and angry. He had never suffered such grievances in the years since he became a ghost raising man? He was chased by a young man so hard that he dared not stop!

Just now, the ghost sword pierced his body with one sword. Although he moved his body slightly at the critical moment and did not pierce the heart with one sword, it seemed that a meridian was still pierced. If it weren't for the strong internal force, the blood supply system in his body would have been disordered long ago.

However, it is not a solution to last for a long time. He could clearly feel that his physical strength was losing rapidly. As he ran, his face became paler and his head became heavier. But the boy behind him was always following him, and he couldn't escape no matter how he ran!

The ghost-raising man dared not attack Zhang Yifeng. His current internal strength maintains a delicate balance with his physical function. Once this balance is broken, the injury that has finally stabilized will immediately recur. He persists for less than ten minutes!

The ghost-raising man knows that now is the time to compete for endurance and will, and he doesn't believe that he can't get rid of the young man behind him.

The ghost-raising man specializes in remote places, which can be said to be hiking mountains and wading, but no matter how he escapes, Zhang Yifeng is behind him.

An hour passed, and Zhang Yifeng was behind him.

Two hours later, Zhang Yifeng was still behind him.

Three hours, four hours!

It was already late at night and the moon was bright. The distance between the two people was narrowed and sometimes widened.

Both of them were not feeling well, and they all depended on perseverance. Zhang Yifeng used his essence and blood, and was already exhausted. Even if he took pills, he would not recover immediately. He was able to chase him until now because he knew the consequences of letting the tiger return to the mountain.

At first, the two of them were still very fast, but later they were getting slower and slower.

"Little devil, let me have a way out. I swear by my life that I will not cause trouble for you and your friends. Otherwise, my cultivation will regress and I will not die well."

The sound of the ghost-raising man panting came. At first, he was still running lightning, but now he had to take a breath after running two steps.

Zhang Yifeng did not speak, but dragged his tired body and continued to move forward step by step.

"Junior!"

The ghost-raising man gritted his teeth. He could see that the young man had no strength, but he was not sure to stop.

Zhang Yifeng kept running, and he had to escape.

This pursuit and escape took another two hours.

The ghost-raising man could not run at all and lay on the ground.

Zhang Yifeng was not much better, so he lay less than five meters away from the ghost raising man.

Zhang Yaofeng gasped for a long time and stood up immediately. The spiritual energy in his body was circulating all the time, which means that his physical strength was always recovering. This is why his cultivation was weak but he could persist until now.

If you compete for physical strength and endurance, you will definitely be a cultivator who is stronger.

Zhang Yifeng stood up and walked step by step towards the ghost raising man. Although his steps were a little staggering, he finally went to the ghost raising man.

The ghost-raising man had no strength and almost exhausted his internal strength. The wound that had stopped the blood once again overflowed with blood, and his whole body was stained with blood.

"Little devil... let me go, let me go, whatever you want...I...I will give you all."

The sound of a ghost-raising man being weak came, and his injuries must be treated as soon as possible, otherwise, he will die of blood in no time.

Zhang Yifeng didn't speak, he didn't have much energy at all, so why did he answer the question of raising ghosts?

He went to the side, and tried hard to pick up a stone the size of a head on the ground. Then, like a life-threatening evil spirit, he staggered and approached the ghost-raising man step by step.

Without any extra words, he raised the stone tiredly and smashed it down at the head of the ghost-raising man!

Dong!

With a dull sound, the ghost-raising man's head was not smashed and blossomed. Perhaps he gathered his last internal energy on his forehead.

Zhang Yifeng was not discouraged, picked up the stone again, knelt on the ground, and smashed it down again.

Once... twice...

Zhang Yifeng was out of breath, but his movements were not stopped.

Dong, Dong, Dong!

Even if the ghost-raising man is a half-step warrior, he can't hold on for long when he is seriously injured and loses his internal strength.

Finally, after ten strokes, my head shattered and my brain splashed everywhere.

The ghost raising man was smashed to death by Zhang Yifeng. This pain is beyond ordinary people. The ghost raising man died very unwilling, very aggrieved, and very painful!

If he was not injured, if he was in a state of complete victory, he could kill this kid with one finger. But unfortunately, there is no if in reality, only the consequences and consequences.

After killing the ghost-raising man, Zhang Yifeng finally took a breath and lay on the ground and gasped.

His head felt dizzy and he had the urge to fall asleep, but he knew he couldn't sleep.

He held back his fatigue, leaned against a big tree, and said weakly: "Have you seen enough?"
Chapter completed!