This Side Effect is Awesome

   Chapter 62 Counting Ghosts (I wish everyone a happy Mid-Autumn Festival)

   In the face of the attack of so many ghosts, Song Ankang also showed a solemn expression. He looked at the ghost fog in the distance. He couldn't see his fingers, but he could faintly hear the sound of fighting over there.

  If Song Ankang heard it right, it should be the Red Umbrella Niangniang and Jiang Yunhe who were fighting frantically. If Jiang Yunhe didn't hold the Red Umbrella Niangniang back, there might not be just so many ghosts here.

   Resisting the pain on his body, Song Ankang gritted his teeth and faced the slaughtered ghosts.

   "Meat Fist!"

   "Injuring Tendon Fist!"

   "Bone Fist!"

  …

  Song Ankang casts different seven wound punches according to the strength of the ghosts slaughtered around him, which can also reduce the damage, lest he can't hold it before he kills these ghosts.

   After a series of fights, especially in this kind of life-and-death fight, Song Ankang's combat experience and fighting skills soared so fast, far surpassing that of Jiang Yunhe.

   After all, in the contest with Jiang Yunhe, Song Ankang needed to hide his strength, so he couldn't exert all his combat power every time, and the training effect was quite limited.

   In addition, there is basically no danger in the contest with Jiang Yunhe, and there is no need to bear any pressure, which further reduces the effect of the exercise.

   But in the fight at the moment, what is waiting for Song Ankang carelessly is the result of being injured, or even severely injured, and even the possibility of death. Goose, Goose, Goose, Goose

  Song Ankang can also exert all his fighting power as best he can, facing this intricate battle alone, one can imagine how fast he grows.

   "Boom boom boom boom boom..."

   "Chi chi chi chi..."

  …

The seven wounded fists are vertical and horizontal, and the ninth-rank low-level ghost spirits have vanished everywhere they pass, but the ninth-rank middle-level ghost spirits are quite shrewd, hidden among the group of ghosts, and occasionally seize the opportunity to launch a surprise attack, Let Song Ankang be invincible.

"Snapped……"

  Song Ankang was grabbed by a ninth-rank middle-level ghost on his back again. The Qi and blood circulation of Qishang was stagnant for a moment, his mental will was reduced a little, and his skin and muscles were a little dark blue.

  Song Ankang staggered for a while, then punched out a punch, killing another ninth-rank low-level ghost.

   Fortunately, Song Ankang's body is strong enough to withstand such an attack.

   Enduring the pain from all over the body, Song Ankang's boxing became more stable, and his mental will fluctuated to the extreme, searching for the whereabouts of several ninth-rank middle-level ghosts.

As time went on, more and more ninth-rank lower-level ghost spirits fell under Song Ankang's fist, and because Song Ankang attracted a large number of ghost spirits to come here, many surrounding residents were stunned by ghost crying and howling. There is also a chance to survive, and these ghosts have not taken the opportunity to take their lives.

   At this moment, there are already some strong awakenings, and they have joined the ranks of killing ghosts.

   "Thanks to that lord for helping us hold back so many ghosts, otherwise we would definitely die."

"If I'm not mistaken, the Lord should be using the Seven Injury Magic Sutra to hurt others first. Let's go and help the Lord reduce the pressure, otherwise we won't wait for the ghosts to do it. I can't stand it any longer."

   "I said how the master's boxing looks so strange, it turned out to be Qishangquan, no wonder the power is so amazing."

   "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and deal with the ghost besieging the adult, otherwise we will all die."

  …

   After fighting with demons and ghosts for many years, whether in Tongxin Town or other villages and towns, the residents there are quite fierce. After all, if they are not fierce, I am afraid it will be difficult to survive.

   Therefore, in the face of such a critical situation, not many townspeople thought about running away. Seeing Song Ankang helping them kill ghosts, these awakened townspeople joined in one after another, which relieved Song Ankang's pressure.

   Seeing this scene, Song Ankang was also comforted in his heart, his spirit was lifted, and his fists were more urgent: "Boom boom boom boom boom..."

One after another, the ghosts were killed by Song Ankang one after another, but the several ninth-rank middle-level ghosts were quite cunning. So far, none of them have died. one strike.

   "Huhuhu..."

   At this moment, some ghosts on the periphery suddenly rolled up the townspeople who were besieging them one by one, and smashed them towards Song Ankang.

   "Sir, run away!"

   "Leave us alone, adults just deal with those ghosts."

   "These ghosts are so despicable, they actually use us to interfere with adults."

  …

   Faced with this situation, none of the townspeople thought about letting Song Ankang come to the rescue. Instead, they thought about Song Ankang for the first time. This scene moved Song Ankang.

   Although these townspeople are smart, they know that in this case, even if Song Ankang takes action, it will be difficult to save them, but the most important thing is that they all have the quality of self-sacrifice.

   These townspeople also knew in their hearts that with Song Ankang's strength, if they wanted to escape, it would not be difficult, but Song Ankang stayed behind to fight the enemy until they woke up.

  Since Song Ankang can do this, so can they.

   What's more, this is Tongxin Town, the place where they were born and raised, but Song Ankang is an outsider, and no one knows them.

   An outsider can do this for them, what else do they have to say.

   All they can do at this moment is to try their best not to trouble Song Ankang. By doing so, they are not only protecting Song Ankang, but also protecting their relatives and friends in the town.

Since these townspeople are so considerate of Song Ankang, Song Ankang will not live up to their expectations. With a shock of his hands, he mobilized most parts of his body, and the four-in-one seven wounded fists blasted out one after another, hitting one. The ninth-rank middle-level ghost who only took this opportunity to suddenly attack.

   "Boom boom boom boom boom..."

   "Puff puff puff puff..."

  …

"You cast the Seven Injured Demonic Sutra, and you are affected by the side effects of the Seven Injured Demonic Sutra, the whole body is damaged, the whole body is damaged, the whole body is damaged, the whole body is damaged, the whole body is damaged, the whole body is damaged, the whole body is damaged... It works, it is absorbing external energy, and it is about to transform its side effects, please wait!"

  …

The four fists are combined into one, mobilizing the skin, muscles, tendons and bones of the whole body, and also injuring the skin, muscles, tendons, bones of the whole body, and even the seven wounds of qi and blood. The head position of the middle-level ghost.

With the aid of spiritual will, the Qi and Blood of the seven wounds wrapped by the four fists in one is amazing, even in the face of the ninth-rank middle-level ghosts that are comparable to the fourth level of inner refining, it is a punch, and they have not survived the first time. Two punches.

   Power is amazing, Song Ankang's physical damage is even more amazing.

   (end of this chapter)