Ding Ling was obviously a new ghost.
Moreover, it seemed like he had just died recently, incredibly frail.
To deal with such a new ghost,
Hex Yi didn't even dare to use his weapon, afraid that he might accidentally kill Ding Ling!
If that happened, how could he torment Ding Ling?
How could he vent his resentment and murderous intent?
So, he prepared to knock down Ding Ling first, then proceed with the torture!
If he didn't torment Ding Ling to the point of wishing for death, he wouldn't be called Hex Yi!
However, to Hex Yi's great surprise, the moment his fist struck out, he was uncontrollably sent flying the next instant.
"What's happening?!"
Hex Yi was puzzled, but soon, a sharp pain emerged from his chest, and as he lowered his head slightly to look, he saw a hole the size of a bowl!
"Who did this?!"
"When did such a heavy injury appear?"
Bam!
