I Became The Villain Gao Fushuai

The white light emitted by the Nether Mirror became brighter and brighter, and the pointer on the edge of the mirror began to rotate rapidly.

"This level of light... is that ghost!"

Wang Yu held the sword in his right hand and the sword finger in his left, planning to use the Yinyue sword technique.

The rest of the people were also directly ready to attack, planning to kill the ghost the moment it appeared.

The black smoke from the elk half-ghost has not dissipated for a long time.

They hovered and gathered in the air, as if they were alive.

Taking a closer look, behind the black smoke, at some point, a thin black shadow appeared.

It was not a monster like an elk and half ghost, but the height of a normal person.

It's just that this "person" is different.

The black figure looked skinny and hunched over, looking as if he might fall down at any moment.

However, it stood there like a statue, and even under the interference of those swirling black smoke, it didn't move at all.

To be precise, the black smoke revolved around it.

In the end, the black smoke continued to gather, approaching the bony body.

The pointer on the ghost mirror quickly pointed in the direction of that figure.

The ghost appeared.

The ghosts that Su Jingshen had seen before, except for the powerful Shura ghost, all used illusions to confuse each other.

But this ghost, just like the Shura ghost, appeared here in an upright manner.

Although it is time for the sun to set, there is still some time before night.

Night is when ghosts are most powerful.

But this ghost, ignoring the influence of sunlight on it, appeared here.

The pitch-black body seemed to be scorched by something.

There is not a trace of flesh and blood all over the body, only bones.

It has no lower body, only a spine, floating in mid-air.

Its arms are exceptionally strong.

A brown rag was draped over his head, and a human face like an ink painting vaguely appeared on it.

And the faces of those people kept changing on the rags, with hideous expressions.

Soon, Su Jingshen saw a series of black characters appearing on the Nether Mirror:

【Face Stripper】

【Strength: strong】

[Ability: You can instantly tear off the face with your huge palm, and use it as a collection. Every time you collect a face, your strength will increase. 】

[It will also absorb the life force of the person whose face has been stripped away, and gain the victim's ability. 】

[Weakness: The canvas used to store the face skin is the source of the face stripper's power. Once it is destroyed, its power will return to the most original level. 】

This is the information of the ghost, it is the face stripper.

Su Jingshen looked at the Face Stripper, it was clearly a skeleton without legs.

It doesn't even have a face, and it likes to collect other people's faces?

"cluck cluck cluck..."

The face-skinned ghost opened its mouth and turned its head while making a creepy sound.

Its empty eyes were not looking at Su Jingshen, but Wang Yu and the others!

"Crack!"

The head seemed to be fixed suddenly and stopped moving.

At this moment, the Face-Skinning Ghost was staring at a disciple of Shuiyue Villa.

In the next second, without any warning, the face-splitting ghost instantly appeared in front of the disciple of Shuiyue Villa.

It stretched out a huge palm, and with a "hiss", it tore off the disciple's face and merged it into its rags.

The speed of the Face Stripper was so fast that even Su Jingshen couldn't see it clearly.

"ah!"

The Shuiyue Villa disciple fell to the ground, howling in pain.

"Li Si!"

Wang Yu hurried forward to help.

Unexpectedly, the fleshless mouth of the Face Stripper trembled up and down, and said:

"Skinless things, so noisy!"

Its voice is the same as that of the Shuiyue Villa disciple whose face was torn off by it!

It lifted a giant bone claw and was about to swing it at the disciple.

"Don't think about it!"

Zhao Rui yelled and stabbed a spear, and a golden dragon appeared on the body of his gun.

"when!"

After the golden dragon collided with the sharp claws, it was instantly torn apart.

Faceskin's claws were stopped by the tip of the Dragon Spear, and a string of sparks burst out.

The face-splitting ghost's neck stretched out suddenly, and its skeleton head was almost close to Zhao Rui's face:

"You have a good face! You have a good face!"

The Skinner's tone sounded like a child who has found a good toy.

"What a fart!"

Before the Face Stripper could react, Zhao Rui exerted strength with both hands.

The tip of the Dragon Spear emitted a golden light.

Then, the finger of the ghost hand stopped by the gun point was cut off.

"Roar!"

Another golden dragon appeared on the gun body, and bit the face-splitting ghost's stretched neck.

"Crack!"

Faceskin's neck was bitten off, and the skeleton's head rolled to the ground.

"You have a good face! You have a good face!"

Its mouth was still shaking up and down, and its empty eyes were fixed on Zhao Rui.

"This face belongs to me!"

Unexpectedly, another head was born on the face-splitting ghost's body. This time, it rushed directly in front of Zhao Rui.

Everyone couldn't react, the huge claws of the face stripper were about to tear off Zhao Rui's face!

"boom!"

A huge thunder sounded, and a blue sword energy with thunder light directly split the face-splitting ghost's body in two!

As it fell down, the rags on its body slowly fell off.

Su Jingshen knew that this blow was far from enough to defeat it.

As long as the rag is still there, the Skinner can keep coming back to life.

"ah!!!"

The disciple of Shuiyue Villa who was attacked by the face-skinned ghost just now suddenly started to shout.

I saw his body withering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But the skeletal body of the Face Stripper stood up again.

Soon, the Shuiyue Mountain Villa disciple turned into a mummy with only skin left.

In the hands of the face-splitting ghost, at some point, a long knife appeared, which was the "ghost-slaying knife" commonly used by the disciples of Shuiyue Villa.

Faceskin's body suddenly grew taller, growing into a three to four meter tall titan.

Its legs also grew, as well as two extra hands.

Blood and flesh quickly began to grow on his body, turning into a monster with a green face and fangs.

The monster had a ferocious face, with a knife in one hand and a sword in the other, both of which were weapons of the disciples of Shuiyue Villa.

Two huge claws remained, with slender fingers and nails like skinning knives.

And the rag was sucked into the body by it, so it couldn't be seen.

"That's what it is!"

As Wang Yu said, he waved a white sword energy.

The moment the sword energy was about to touch the face-splitting ghost, it directly turned into four or five light ropes.

The Facestriper didn't even look at it, and with a wave of his hand, those light ropes were cut into pieces and dissipated.

"This face is good! This face is good!"

The Faceskin's voice became rough, and it was staring at Su Jingshen.

It has an exaggerated expression, grinning, its ferocious fangs are almost reaching its neck, and it looks very excited.

"This is the best face!"

The Skinner said, and suddenly disappeared.

In the next second, it appeared in front of Su Jingshen.

Four hands were raised at the same time, the sword and sharp claws were aimed at Su Jingshen's head.

"This face is mine!"