Simultaneous travel: The group is about to be wiped out

Chapter 205 The Power of Ghost Tamers in the Republic of China
Currently, due to the cutting effects of the two-legged demon and the butcher's knife within his body, he is temporarily unable to use the human skin demon and skeleton demon he controls.

The only remaining method is using ghostly sounds.

However, it would still be difficult to use this to resist the two remaining foreign demon tamers.

Ye Zhen, who was fighting in the distance, also noticed the situation here, and a strange expression appeared on his face.

"What? That friend can't hold on anymore? Well then, I see you're quite strong too. Just call me Ye Wudi and I'll kill these two guys for you."

Fang Shiming glanced at the situation and suggested, "Hey, Ye Zhen, that friend is the head of headquarters. In any case, we're from the same country."

"In this situation, we should unite against the enemy, kill these foreigners, and then talk about other things."

He sensed something was wrong when he first discovered these foreign ghost tamers; these people were probably not here for any good.

At that time, it was suggested that we first join forces with Ye Zhen to assess the situation, and if all else fails, kill them.

As a result, Ye Zhen, with his delusional disorder, wouldn't listen to anything and insisted on ruthlessly killing himself.

That delayed the matter for a while, which is why I ignored these people.

Seeing this, Ye Zhen nodded, stroked his chin, and felt that what was said made sense.

"Alright, Fang Shiming, you're right. Actually, I had a plan all along: to kill you first and then slaughter these foreigners. I didn't expect you to be so good at steaming."

“Not bad. There aren’t many people I, Ye Wudi, can take seriously anymore. You’re barely one of them. Since that’s the case, I’ll give you face and kill these two foreigners first.”

For him, the order of events didn't matter; after all, his strength was enough to make him stand out from the crowd.

But Fang Shiming's strength exceeded his expectations, making him somewhat difficult to kill.

The cowboy's face was solemn, and he hesitated for a moment as he held the revolver.

Based on the battle, they had a rough idea of ​​the two men's strength; they were both quite formidable.

He recognized the handsome man who looked a bit frivolous; he was Ye Zhen, the self-proclaimed leader of Asia's No. 1 Ghost Master Paranormal Forum.

But having come this far, with two kings already dead, it would be a shame to back down now.

Their kingdom organization had spent a considerable amount of money on this ghost village, so how could they just give up?

The tall woman, veiled in black, held the water harp and began to play slowly.

Accompanied by strange and eerie sounds, a black and white alleyway appeared behind her.

Seven people slowly emerged from the alley, each with a different build, but all exuding a strong eerie aura. They seemed ready to emerge from there at any moment.

A supernatural force has invaded this place.

After doing all this, the woman's light and melodious voice rang out, in pure Chinese with a slightly strange accent: "Gentlemen, we have no intention of being your enemies. This is all for the sake of this ghost village."

"I can guarantee that I will absolutely not harm you. You can leave at will, and the Kingdom Organization will reward you handsomely afterwards."

Whoosh! !

The masked woman had barely finished speaking when Ye Zhen instantly appeared in front of her, even though the ghost domain covered him.

boom! ! !
Without any hesitation, he delivered a powerful punch to the masked woman's face, sending her flying.

"Stop rambling on and on, daring to threaten me, Ye Wudi. Do you really think I'm a pushover? Take a punch from me first."

The masked woman was sent flying backward and crashed into the eerie alley behind her.

The scene that unfolded stunned everyone present. Not only the cowboy, but even the seven foreigners who had come to provide support were completely dumbfounded.

They didn't even bother with negotiations before taking action.

The masked woman lying on the ground felt completely powerless. Even the vengeful spirit within her could not function. A look of horror flashed in her eyes, and even her initially calm voice changed.

"Be careful, Ye Zhen's fist can silence vengeful spirits."

Seeing Ye Zhen suddenly appear beside him, a look of disbelief flashed in Cowboy Simon's eyes, and he immediately wanted to activate the Ghost Domain to escape.

But then, a cold, sinister voice came out silently.

"Hey, you're taller than me."

It was Fang Shiming who had been observing the situation.

Just as he finished speaking, Simon, who was about to flee, suddenly felt a weight on his body, as if something was pressing down on his shoulder.

The thing was cold and eerie, and seemed to be a corpse that had been dead for a long time.

Simon felt his internal organs become heavy, and even the vengeful spirit within him became sluggish and suppressed.

Unable to withstand the weight any longer, he collapsed to his knees.

Seeing Fang Shiming about to approach, he did not hesitate at all, raised the revolver in his hand and fired three shots into the shoulder.

boom! ! boom! ! boom! !

Three bullets were shoved out of their sheaths and fired into the body of the ghost pressing down on the shoulder. The supernatural power erupted, and the suppressing force was reduced.

Having done all this, Simon didn't hesitate for a moment and immediately tried to escape into the alley.

call! ! !
The moment he took his first step, a howling storm arose.

The sound of this wind was different from before; it was sharper and more mournful, like the howling of ghosts.

Simon was attacked in this way, and his entire body seemed to have been cut by the wind blades, leaving him broken and bleeding profusely, staining the entire earth.

This is a ghost realm, a ghost realm of a special nature.

Ding ding!! Dong dong!!
The piano keys intertwined, and a piece of music was played.

The ghostly winds blowing around seemed to be disturbed and began to stir.

Seizing the opportunity, Simon did not hesitate for a moment. He activated his supernatural power and leaped into the ghost alley.

Fang Shiming did not rush to take action, but looked at the person in the ghost alley with a little apprehension.

The person was shrouded in shadow, their face obscured, and sat in front of a machine, playing music with great enthusiasm.

The piano music was eerie, making him feel quite threatened.

In the alleyway between black and white, an old woman dressed in a Western-style dress, looking like a corpse being prepared for burial, frowned as she looked at the disheveled Simon: "What's going on? Are the Butcher and the Gray Ghost both dead?"

Simon, panting heavily, glanced warily at Fang Shiming outside, then looked at Chen Feng, who was slumped on the ground.

"Yes, something unexpected has happened. These two people are troublesome, but they don't conflict with our plan. The most crucial one is the white-clad man sitting on the ground."

"He made some kind of deal with the old man in this ghost village, and he tried to stop us. The four of us fought him, and two of us were killed."

Upon hearing this, the other kings present were all incredulous. The man, shrouded in shadow, chuckled: "Interesting. If the circumstances weren't so special, I'd like to test whether this guy can evade my assassination attempt."

A black-and-white, illusory man with ink smeared on his face stared at the three people before him and said in a deep voice, "Alright, make a decision quickly. If you want to kill these three guys, then attack them together."

"There is no one in this world that we cannot kill together."

The Kingdom Organization is composed of demon tamers from more than 190 foreign countries, and the king is the organization's top expert.

If the nine of them work together, it's not impossible for them to solve even an S-level vengeful ghost incident.

Although he couldn't understand what these people were saying, their expressions and tone still made Ye Zhen, who always considered himself invincible, very unhappy. He pointed directly at the group of people in front of him.

"Hey, don't try to act tough in front of me, Ye Wudi. Don't think that just because you have a lot of people, you're effective. Even if you all come at me at once, I'm not afraid."

The masked woman's expression froze, but she still translated what she said.

Such blunt and sarcastic remarks displeased even the kings present, who were all top-tier ghost tamers.

Even national leaders would show them a degree of respect, yet they were being mocked by a young man in front of them.

The man with ink smeared on his face gave a soft snort and walked forward, his figure gradually becoming clearer as he emerged from the black and white alleyways.

"Kid, you have no idea what you're about to face!"

The next moment, he suddenly raised his head and stared straight at Ye Zhen.

In an instant, the supernatural attack was launched.

His supernatural ability to control vengeful spirits is the most unique; he can directly attack a person's consciousness and is very adept at dealing with spirit controllers.

With its supernatural attacks, it can instantly kill most ghost tamers.

Ye Zhen's handsome face stiffened and began to change. Multicolored ink appeared on his face and covered his entire face in the blink of an eye.

The ink looked very strange, giving off an ominous feeling.

His life force dissipated, and his entire body fell straight to the ground.

Upon seeing this, the man in ink revealed a hint of arrogance and sneered.

"Haha, is this the so-called number one ghost tamer in Asia? He's nothing special. It seems that this country really has no capable people, and they actually let someone with such strength serve as a figurehead."

The other kings also looked surprised and somewhat incredulous.

They didn't know anything about Ye Zhen's strength; they had only heard of his reputation and how powerful he was, and how even headquarters couldn't do anything about him.

Unexpectedly, he was killed by that guy from the Ink House with a single blow.

Compared to the expressions of the kings before him, Fang Shiming appeared remarkably calm, even somewhat wanting to laugh.

If Ye Zhen were so easy to kill, I would have killed him long ago.

It's safe to say that this guy's ability to survive is absolutely top-notch among ghost tamers today; even an S-class vengeful ghost might not be able to kill him.

"Ahem, a vengeful ghost that attacks consciousness? Indeed, quite impressive, but it's still too green to kill me, Ye Wudi."

The familiar voice caused the ink merchant to freeze in shock, and he looked up in disbelief at what lay ahead.

Ye Zhen stood there unharmed, the ink completely gone, a hint of emotion on his handsome face.

"Alas, being too invincible and unable to find an opponent is also a kind of invincible sorrow. Do you have any other means? Otherwise, I, Ye Wudi, would have slaughtered you all right here today."

The core vengeful spirit he controls is very powerful; if given a precise name, it should be called a scapegoat.

When attacked, it can transfer the injury to another medium, achieving a substitution effect.

A middle-aged man wearing a loose coat and with a pale face stepped forward, stared at Ye Zhen in front of him, and spoke in broken Chinese.

“Your ghostly power is very strong. We can’t kill you, but it’s easy to imprison you for a while. We’ve paid such a high price today, and we won’t give up until we achieve our goal.”

"Asian number one ghost tamer, let us test your mettle."

As the last word fell, the figures of the nine people in the black and white alley became clear at the same time, as if they were about to penetrate into reality.

As top experts in the Kingdom Organization, they fear no one, and if they join forces, they can even defeat the number one expert in Asia.

The atmosphere in the room became tense, supernatural forces clashed, and an eerie atmosphere spread.

Fang Shiming, whose eyes were narrowed and ready to strike at any moment, seemed to have thought of something. He turned to look at Chen Feng, who was lying on the ground looking very relaxed, and raised an eyebrow.

“Friend, we’re about to make our move. I can’t guarantee you’ll survive in your current state, but judging from your expression, you seem to have some tricks up your sleeve. How about I see them?”

Compared to Ye Zhen, who suffers from chuunibyou (middle school syndrome), he is more perceptive and insightful. He noticed Chen Feng's expression and seemed to have everything under his control.

Hearing this, Chen Feng looked up at Fang Shiming and chuckled. He casually took out a cigarette, lit it, took a drag, and then slowly exhaled a smoke ring.

"Hey, old man, isn't that a bit unethical of you? If you're going to stay in the dirt any longer, I'm leaving."

The agreed two minutes have long passed; it's probably been four or five minutes now.

Others might not know, but Chen Feng had been keeping a close eye on the situation.

Having lived from the Republican era to the present day, this old man's abilities are absolutely top-notch, and handling this situation would be a piece of cake for him.

Sure enough, as the words fell, the piles of soil behind them changed, scattered on the ground, and an old, smiling voice came out.

"I'm an old man, too old to do anything. I'm about to die, and I want to accumulate some good karma, but there's nothing I can do. Heaven doesn't grant my wishes."

As the last word fell, an old man dressed in a black robe appeared in the room, his face showing signs of rigor mortis, as if he were a corpse that had been dead for a long time and had come back to life.

"Now, it's time to deal with this properly."

Boom! ! !
He slammed his cane down, and instantly the few remaining vengeful spirits in the area vanished without a trace, utterly powerless to resist.

After glancing at Chen Feng's condition, the old man stretched out his aged right hand and gently pulled him.

Instantly, the two-legged ghost was pulled out, and before it could make a move, several wild grasses rose up and bound it tightly.

After doing all this, the old man finally turned his gaze to the group of people in the black and white alley.

“You foreign ghost tamers are real bastards. We drove you away during the Republic of China era, and now you dare to come back.”

"Now that you're here, don't leave."

His tone was calm, yet it contained a strange power.

As the last word fell, a thick black ghostly aura spread throughout the entire area, and everyone froze, unable to move.

Even the alleyway of black and white was directly pulled into the ghost realm...

(End of this chapter)