The beginning is the invincible boss

Chapter 272 The Story of Yansizhu
"Youming 36 Forms, the first Form Regret Mountain Fist!"

Tang Ling snorted coldly, and for a moment he clenched his fists, and a unique aura locked onto the nimbly moving wraith Yan Sizhu.

Tang Ling's right leg took half a step back, and his fists hit Yan Sizhu directly, as if slowly but quickly.

Although the Twelve Forms of Xingyi and Yi passed down by the Tang family are the key to unlocking the inheritance of the Netherworld King, the Twelve Forms of Xingyi and Yi are not the fighting techniques used by the Netherworld King's lineage to fight against the resentful spirits.

If the magical powers of Hellfire Wufangyin belonged to the fighting skills of the Lingwei lineage of Fire Town, then the Nether 36 style was the orthodox fighting skill of Tang Ling, the Nether King.

Whether it was the seal of sentient beings or the seal of the underworld, as well as Tang Ling's soul-thirsty and soul-slaying sword art, which he hadn't yet practiced, all belonged to a kind of supernatural power.

None of them can be used in daily combat. Only the 36 Netherworld Styles are the skills provided for Tang Ling to fight against the resentful spirits. They are also combat skills that can be used in conjunction with Netherworld Qi and other powers.

At this moment, with Tang Ling's fists blasting out.

Two huge black fist marks like black jade landed on Yan Sizhu's body with a bang, as if they could shake even mountains.

"what……"

The resentful spirit had no blood, but Tang Ling's fists still made Yan Sizhu scream, and at the same time, a lot of resentment spewed out of his mouth.

Tang Ling didn't stop immediately. One blow of the Shanshan Fist couldn't completely suppress a soldier-level resentful spirit. After the Shanshan Fist, Tang Ling's right leg was whipped out like a dragon flicking its tail.

"36 Netherworld Styles, the second one is Netherworld Dragon Tail Flick!"

The shadow of the black legs made the air crackle, the Netherworld Qi emerged, and the waves surged into the sky in a trance, as if a real Netherworld dragon was shaking its tail.

This leg twitched Yan Sizhu's waist, causing her to fly horizontally.

"Boom bang bang..."

In a series of collisions, Yan Sizhu smashed the tables and chairs in the distance, hit the bar, and finally lay on the cracked pillar like a dead dog.

With Tang Ling's current strength, he used two Nether 36 moves in a row, and half of the stellar energy in his body had been extracted.

Fortunately, these two moves have successfully suppressed Yan Sizhu.

At this moment, the main body of Yan Sizhu's Wraith was severely injured. She lay on the ground and stared blankly at Tang Ling. At this moment, there seemed to be many memories suppressed by resentment in her mind. She only knew that there were more angry and crazy faces on her face. Variety.

Seeing the strange look on her face, Tang Ling couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Now that you have remembered, tell me how you died?"

If Tang Ling wanted to understand Yan Sizhu's obsession, the easiest way was to start with the cause of death: "Only in this way can my lord let your grievances be stretched and get out of this state of being neither human nor ghost."

"Revenge...hehe, redress?"

Lying on the ground, Yan Sizhu's face revealed another look of madness: "I don't want your revenge, I just want you to do me a favor and find Xie Ziping, I want to see him..."

"I just want Xie Ziping, and I want to ask him why she hurt me like this!"

Looking at Yan Sizhu who was falling into madness, Tang Ling frowned slightly and used the Atlas of Resentful Spirits to eliminate the resentment from Yan Sizhu, who had lost her resistance, and restore her sanity.

"Who is Xie Ziping? Why do you hate him so much?"

"Why? Hehe..."

Hearing Tang Ling's inquiry, Yan Sizhu stared with a pair of blood-red eyes and said in an extremely cold tone: "He ruined my life. He not only made me lose my love, my children, my relatives, but even Even losing his own body, why do you think I hate him so much?"

"Although I don't know what you are going to do, as long as you can find Xie Ziping, I will give you everything."

Tang Ling frowned and waved to Fang Jingyi who was in the distance. Fang Jingyi was taken aback by Tang Ling's actions, and she hesitated for a moment before coming over: "Is there... is there anything I can help you with?"

"Have."

Tang Ling said: "I will give you a chance now, a chance to have special power."

"Just... just like the power you showed just now?"

Surprise, astonishment, and joy gradually emerged on Fang Jingyi's face, and finally turned calm again: "That kind of power, won't... won't have any sequelae?"

"No."

"Then I will."

What happened tonight can be said to have refreshed Fang Jingyi's cognition. She didn't expect that there was such an unknown side in this world, and she didn't expect that she would have the opportunity to become a member with such power.

"Don't resist, let her enter your body first."

Under Tang Ling's instructions, Yan Sizhu walked towards Fang Jingyi, the body she had chosen earlier, with a cold expression. Soon, a woman wearing a red cheongsam appeared on Fang Jingyi's snow-white back.

The woman is lifelike, and her tattoos are better than the best tattoo masters in the world.

After feeling that there was nothing abnormal in her body, Fang Jingyi looked at Nie Yuntian, who was lying on the ground half-dead, and asked: "Now, what should we do with these people?"

"Someone will take care of it."

Tang Ling smiled, and left the hotel with Fang Jingyi and Xi Rui who was in a daze.

Unlike Fang Jingyi's ability to quickly adapt, Xi Rui felt a little unacceptable. After leaving the hotel, she drove her white Audi to bid farewell to the two and left.

"The next step is to investigate what happened to Yan Sizhu, do you want to tell your parents?"

"Okay, I'll call them right now."

Fang Jingyi nodded, and then dialed the phone. However, there were some things that could not be said. In the end, Tang Ling used the name of Bureau Nine to reassure Fang Jingyi's parents.

"My parents just care too much about me, so don't take it to heart."

"fine."

Tang Ling smiled indifferently, and said, "It's normal for parents to care about their daughters."

Then Tang Ling took Fang Jingyi back to the hotel and opened a room for her alone. Tang Ling went back to his room and informed Guo Yunxiao to take action. The five major families and the so-called apostles under their command still hadn't solved it yet.

The hands of these people are covered in blood.

Fighting against soldier-level wraiths was definitely a valuable experience for Tang Ling, and only by summing up the experience can he gain more time.

Tang Ling, who was lying on the bed the next day, slowly opened his eyes. After having breakfast at the hotel with Fang Jingyi, he drove straight to the Zhongzhou General Police Station. Yan Sizhu only gave Tang Ling a name.

But finding someone is naturally not something that can be done by one person, Tang Ling has to use the strength of the collective.

Although the operation team of the Ninth Bureau had done a good job of keeping the secrecy secret, the incident last night was too big. After Tang Ling brought Fang Jingyi to the police station, he immediately felt some unusual gazes.

"Hey, when did such a beautiful woman come to our police station?"

With a frivolous voice, Fang Jingyi turned around with a frown and saw a man looking at her up and down, his eyes disgusting her.

(End of this chapter)