The Strongest Terror System

Wang Qihan clenched her fists tightly, her palms full of cold sweat oozing from anxiety.

Instead, I hoped to be calm and not at all frightened by the sound coming from outside, but lowered my voice and comforted Wang Qihan:

"Don't worry, I'll clean it up."

Wang Qihan nodded symbolically, and it didn't take long for Xia Feng to notice a figure showing on the window.

Then, a face that seemed to be burnt and scorched was directly printed on the window.

The window made a "shaking" sound, and the red-clothed ghost seemed to want to break through the glass and rush in.

Although Wang Qihan couldn't see the situation outside clearly, it didn't hinder the sound she heard, so she guessed that the ghost in red must be coming.

Although the red-clothed ghost had already stuck to the window, Xia Feng still did not move.

His idea is very simple and straightforward, that is, as long as he takes action, he will not give the ghost in red any possibility to escape.

He was waiting, waiting for a better time.

But while he was waiting, something happened that neither he nor Wang Qihan had expected.

Wang Zhiyuan suddenly woke up at this time.

Because Wang Zhiyuan was lying at Xia Feng's feet, Xia Feng immediately noticed that he made a move.

Wang Zhiyuan subconsciously wanted to get up and run away. Although Xia Feng didn't care about his life or death, he didn't want to ask something out of his mouth like Wang Qihan did, but he couldn't let him slip under his nose.

So he jumped off the bed and gave him a kick before Wang Zhiyuan got up.

Wang Zhiyuan was kicked in the back by Xia Feng, and the whole person lay down on the ground again, and a scream came from his mouth.

"Really unrepentant!"

Xia Feng snorted coldly at Wang Zhiyuan, but just as his voice fell, the sound of a broken window suddenly sounded in front of him.

Then, a chill that made his goosebumps straight up attacked him very quickly.

If it weren't for the distraction to deal with Wang Zhiyuan just now, he would never have been caught off guard like he is now.

But the fact is that, he was directly crushed by the red-clothed ghost who broke through the window.

The two ghost claws slammed into his chest heavily. Although he was wearing an iron cloth shirt, which could minimize the damage, he still felt a tightness in his chest, and he cried out in pain.

Hearing his cry, Wang Qihan thought that something had happened to him, and asked in a panic:

"How are you, Xia Feng?"

"I'm fine, don't come here!"

Xia Feng reminded Wang Qihan with his mouth, but he was not idle, and each held two level 5 spells, and they all pressed them to the face of the red-clothed ghost.

The red-clothed ghost felt the existence of the spell, and let out a stern scream, then gave up and continued to attack him, it seemed that he wanted to escape as before.

But how could Xia Feng make it wishful, otherwise if it escaped this time, it might suddenly come out and attack next time.

According to his description, this red-clothed ghost is a very cheap ghost.

Obviously he has the strength to fight him, but he likes to do sneak attacks.

"Please have a barbecue! Pyromania!"

Because the red-clothed ghost is very fast, if you wait for him to get up from the ground and chase after him, it will definitely be too late.

So Xia Feng did not hesitate to use his flame technique on the red-clothed ghost.

A ball of fire suddenly rushed out, making the room shrouded in darkness glow red. Wang Qihan stared at it all in stunned eyes.

As for the red-clothed ghost, it was blasted by Xia Feng's flame technique, and even the red-clothed ghost it was wearing ignited.

Although pyrotechnics is the most lethal to zombie ghosts, it does not mean that it has no effect on evil ghosts.

Just like the Diamond Palm still has an effect on not only monsters, but also monsters and ghosts, but it is not so restrained.

Apart from having tested it once in the underworld before, this can be said to be the first time he has used this skill in actual combat.

After he finished using it, he only felt as if all the strength in his body had been sucked dry, and he felt an indescribable exhaustion all over his body.

As for the red-clothed ghost, he jumped up and down under the scorching fire, and kept making a series of shrill screams.

Xia Feng didn't have time to rest, so he stubbornly slapped a carp and stood up, his hands flashing with golden light, and then he clenched his fists tightly, hitting the red-clothed ghost with two fierce punches.

With these two punches, the red-clothed ghost also hit the door from the window.

Wang Qihan didn't dare to move, and very obediently sat on the wooden bed according to Xia Feng's instructions.

Xia Feng took a breath, while the red-clothed ghost kept slapping the flames on his body, and his entire body was almost burned to black charcoal.

The flames emitted by the pyrotechnics would not cause any harm to Xia Feng, so he ignored the red-clothed ghost shrouded in flames, and used his vajra palm to kill the red-clothed ghost as if he was treating his own body with his own way. pressed to the ground.

"A barbecue is not enough, I have to treat you to another meal."

Xia Feng was still dishonest when he saw the red-clothed ghost. As soon as he sat on the red-clothed ghost, he was beaten down by the red-clothed ghost again.

This also made him burn with anger, endured his weakness, and launched another flame attack.

This time, because the red-clothed ghost had just turned up from the ground, he was bombarded by the flame technique on his stomach and almost flew up.

After being hit with the King Kong Palms one after another and two blazing flames, the red-clothed ghost suddenly calmed down from his previous irritable state.

Xia Feng swayed a little while walking, and felt dizzy for a while. He shook his head forcefully, trying to keep himself awake as much as possible, and then he pounced on the red-clothed ghost again.

"Is barbecue good? But you won't get hungry just by eating barbecue. You have to order some steamed buns!"

Xia Feng clenched his golden fist and beat the red-clothed ghost again, until the red-clothed ghost seemed to be dead and completely motionless. Xia Feng took out two 5th-level spells again. It was posted on the red-clothed ghost's forehead, and one was posted on its face.

After doing this, the red-clothed ghost, who had already calmed down, became violent again, and directly beat him out with a ghost claw.

He was already weak~www.wuxiaspot.com~ At this time, he almost didn't faint.

And the red-clothed ghost seemed to be drinking too much and playing a drunken madness. His whole body was full of fire, and black smoke was exuding.

Wang Qihan ran to Xia Feng's side at this time, and then helped Xia Feng up with some effort.

"Get out quickly, so as not to be accidentally injured."

With the help of Wang Qihan, Xia Feng stood up from the ground with difficulty, and then stopped watching the red-clothed ghost continue punching, so he and Wang Qihan fled outside along the window that had been destroyed by the red-clothed ghost before. yard.

As for Wang Zhiyuan, they were left in the house. After all, it's such a time, who can control him.

However, the red-clothed ghost is not invincible. He was severely injured before, and now two 5th-level spells were pasted on his head, so after struggling for a while, he was completely burned to black ashes.

At the same time, the system's cold reminder like a machine also rang in his mind.