Urban Evil Suppression: Incorporating the Stone Hard Template

Ling Feng touched Zhou Mei's hand and channeled his magic into her; this ambiguous posture...

In the eyes of the ghost general, this was almost no different from adding fuel to the fire.

"Let go of... your hand!"

A cold, hoarse voice suddenly rang out from within a cloud of black mist.

An extreme obsession and jealousy reverberated throughout the empty room.

Ling Feng heard this and was stunned for a moment, but only for a second.

Just a second later, he felt like playing with him and teasing him!

So I glanced at it briefly, pretending I couldn't be bothered to pay it any attention.

Instead, he continued to comfort Zhou Mei, like a stubborn little boy.

I'll do the things you forbid me to do, and see what you can do about it!

This complete disregard for it caused the ghost general to lose control of his emotions.

Within the head shrouded in black mist, two crimson pupils suddenly began to swell dramatically.

The armor formed from the condensed resentment and malevolent energy around his body began to writhe wildly, as if it were alive.

"I... told you... to... let... your hand... go!"

This hoarse roar seemed to have been squeezed out from the deepest hell.

It was even more insane than before, each word carrying a ferocious, destructive energy.

Ling Feng, in a playful mood, not only ignored the advice but also took the opportunity to push his luck and escalate his actions!

He grabbed Zhou Mei's two hands, tightly crossed them in his palms, and taunted it triumphantly!

Zhou Mei was a little confused at first, but although she didn't understand what it meant, she still tried her best to cooperate.

Their actions became increasingly ambiguous, and their cooperation became more and more explicit!

This time, the ghost general has been thoroughly enraged!

It ignited the obsession and possessiveness that had been pent up in its heart for countless years, and the whole old house trembled violently.

"You...you deserve to die...you...really...deserve to die!"

The ghost roared in a low voice, its chilling killing intent filling the entire old house.

"Crack—!" The immense aura of resentment and malevolence exploded suddenly.

Not only were the ground, bricks, and walls crushed and destroyed by the malevolent energy,

Even the old tables and chairs inside the house were not spared; they were all shredded into fine wood chips.

If this guy hadn't retained even a sliver of reason, Ling Feng wouldn't have doubted it at all.

It's really crazy if he ends up blowing up his own nascent demonic form in the process.

But the more it bounces, the better! Only when it bounces can more flaws be exposed!

Although the two were of similar skill levels, Ling Feng had made many preparations and was not worried about losing!

However, Ling Feng had to admit one thing: he lacked experience in fighting enemies.

Especially when facing a demon general, a ghost that has been around for many years.

He couldn't completely crush Huang Minghua like he did!

The senior brother's inherited memories only provided him with theoretical support.

However, theoretical knowledge does not equate to actual combat capability.

All practical skills must be honed by himself step by step!

So... from the very beginning, after confirming that the Ghost General's target had indeed been Zhou Mei from start to finish...

Every step he took was a deliberate test, constantly devising new methods to provoke the ghost general's ferocity.

They tried every means to drive the ghost general to madness step by step!

Only someone who has completely lost their mind would act recklessly!

Now... he succeeded! That old devil has truly gone berserk!

Ling Feng remained standing in the same spot, his figure upright and as steady as a rock!

The inexhaustible magical power completely shut out the rampant malevolent energy around them.

Zhou Mei was completely terrified by this earth-shattering commotion.

She huddled tightly behind Ling Feng, holding him close!

This incredibly subtle gesture of dependence fell into the demon general's scarlet pupils.

It was as if the sharpest knife had pierced through its last line of defense.

"I...my..."

"She...she is...mine!"

"No...you...you're not allowed...to touch her!"

"I...I'm going to...kill...kill you..."

"I...will...definitely...kill you!"

In the endless darkness, deafening roars of fury suddenly exploded.

The ghost general finally couldn't hold back any longer, broke free from the shackles of reason, and launched a fierce attack on Ling Feng.

Countless dark, sharp ghostly claws emerged from the depths of the black mist.

Densely packed and suspended in mid-air, their claws piercingly cold, carrying a murderous aura capable of destroying the world.

With overwhelming force, it swept straight towards Ling Feng, crushing him!

Ling Feng remained calm as he gazed at the enraged and deranged ghost general.

His eyes held no emotion, only a faint indifference and mockery.

Just as the attack was about to land, Ling Feng calmly and quietly shouted:

"The Wooden Stake Technique - Thousand-Layer Wooden Defense!"

Before he finished speaking, countless wooden stakes appeared out of thin air from the ground, layer upon layer, crisscrossing each other!

It launched a savage attack from below, crashing into the dark ghost claw that was hurtling through the air.

This move was originally a purely defensive move, and its core lies in the word "defense"!

"Defense" is equivalent to "defense"! It's just a pity that Ling Feng's personality is heavily influenced by his senior brother.

He greatly admires offense, and he particularly likes the saying: "The best defense is a good offense!"

The thousand-layered wooden stakes, originally intended for defense, are no longer the passive shields for blocking.

Instead, they all transformed into wooden spears that soared into the sky, guided by Ling Feng's divine soul.

Each sturdy, hard wooden spear was imbued with a rich, bluish-green wood-elemental spiritual energy.

They charged forward relentlessly, battling the hideous, dark claws in mid-air.

The outermost wooden stake was the first to collide with the surging, dark, malevolent energy emanating from the ghostly claw.

Sharp, ear-piercing impacts continued to explode in mid-air.

The hard wooden body cracked inch by inch, scattering black energy in all directions.

The emerald green spiritual energy and the pitch-black, malevolent aura clashed and tore at each other violently.

The violent energy surged from the point of clash between the two, sweeping outwards in all directions.

Under the frenzied counterattack of the layers of wooden stakes, the Ghost Claw's unstoppable downward momentum...

It was abruptly cut off, and even its power to tear everything apart was forcefully suppressed.

No matter how much the ghost general howled and screamed, he still couldn't break through Ling Feng's wooden stake defense.

After all, this move is called Thousand-Layer Wood Defense! It means that a thousand layers of wooden stakes will continue endlessly.

No matter how many wooden stakes your demonic claws shatter, it will sprout just as many as it can.

As long as Ling Feng's magic power is sufficient, the wood-type spiritual power can be maintained indefinitely!

……

Ling Feng stood motionless, letting his clothes flutter wildly in the wind.

He just kept staring at the two wildly colliding, bluish-black forces in mid-air.

There was no panic in his eyes, only composure and a hint of coldness.