Yang Xiaotian had originally wanted to join in, but Chen Feng's tone was resolute. His chest was indeed in excruciating pain, so he stepped back.
Boom!
As soon as Chen Feng arrived, he swept out with several chains, smashing several large ghosts and making them shriek miserably.
The muscles in his right arm bulged as he violently swung the Soul Locking Chain, lashing the ghosts until smoke rose from their bodies.
The fat ghost actually drew a longsword and slashed at Chen Feng. Chen Feng dodged, his movement technique unfolding as he nimbly evaded the blow. This footwork left the fat ghost somewhat stunned.
Ah!
Then Chen Feng struck him from the side with a palm, blasting a huge hole through his body as though he had been scorched by fire.
Fortunately, his ghostly energy was abundant. Anyone else would have died long ago.
Damn it!
The Fat Ghoul spat out ghostly mist. His twisted, split face was already beginning to destabilize.
He did not leave. Instead, with a wave of his hand, ghostly energy swept over and snatched away the gun from the hands of an injured Demon Suppression Division member in the distance.
He wanted to pull the trigger and use a human weapon to kill them.
Clearly, this ghost was rather clever.
Everyone's expressions changed drastically at the sight. But before he could act, Chen Feng lashed out with his whip, striking him and knocking the gun away.
It was rendered completely useless.
Ah! ...After the Fat Ghoul was struck by the whip, his body began to tear apart extensively. Chen Feng had intended to wait for him to come closer before using Inner Strength to kill him. Against ghosts like this, Outer Strength could no longer kill them easily. But dark gold was a power of