When facing Luo Wensong's sudden attack, Yang Jian's response was extremely swift. While countering the fatal supernatural curse, he not only forcefully resolved the crisis but also fought back.
The peak supernatural clash between the two was perilous and deadly.
At this moment, Yang Jian grabbed Luo Wensong's throat with his ghost hand imbued with the supernatural power from a bus. This kind of supernatural power was enough to silence a terrifying ghost.
"Nice counterattack." Yet at this moment, Luo Wensong still squinted his eyes with a smile.
There was a strong sense of danger within that smile.
Yang Jian's pupils moved slightly; he felt his ghost hand was somewhat stiff at this moment. Clearly, he managed to grasp Luo Wensong, but when he wanted to exert force again, his hand seemed unresponsive.
At this time, he saw patches of dark brown corpse spots appearing on the back of his hand, and spreading towards his arm, while his complexion turned a bit grim.
