All Outcast Are Super Ghosts

There is a skill, officially named Soul Picking, colloquially known as Corpse Touching. When ghostly energy revives, one can even touch ghosts.

"Ding dang, your cheat system is online!...

Chapter Ninety-Nine: Blade Flow, Hurricane, Moon Slash!

No more worrying about modern firearms. Even if a highly penetrating sniper bullet can break through his iron armor and silver clothes, it cannot break through this destructive wave of blades!

It's just an additional skill, yet it's ten times more terrifying than Yaso's methods!

Fang Zong suddenly didn't want Yasuo to die at the hands of Ba Dao anymore. Violence was wrong. It would be better to sit down, have some tea together, and discuss our respective skills.

Then kill again, cough cough, let's have another spar, I accidentally messed up...

Fang Zong started to have some wild thoughts.

"Summoner, shall we continue to enhance it?" Ninth Sister seemed a little unsatisfied.

Fang Zong licked his lips, glanced at the success rate, and swiftly returned Zhan Yue to its sheath.

A 30% success rate?

Even if it were clearly marked, Fang Zong wouldn't allow it if it were to successfully upgrade into a pseudo-magical artifact!

"Let's know when to stop." Fang Zong quite liked the Moon Slash Blade, which had been greatly improved and now possessed two terrifying skills.

He simply hugged his long sword and lay down fully clothed.

The next morning, Fang Zong and two teammates went shopping.

Honestly, Jining County is quite nice, with ancient architecture and beautiful scenery. Especially after the smog has dissipated, the moss everywhere makes it feel like a vibrant paradise.

Fang Zong and his two companions had breakfast at a local teahouse. The breakfast was delicious, with soft and fragrant pastries.

After finishing his meal, Fang Zong used his hand to shield himself and picked up a toothpick. Suddenly, a buzzing sound rang out, and instinctively, the toothpick flew out.

"when!"

Following the sound, Li Xiaoran looked at the table.

Xue Nuo also looked at the table.

Then two strange gazes fixed intently on Fang Zong's face.