Green Ghost, Die

Green Ghost couldn't help but look at Jiang Chen's right hand. He sensed a familiar strong energy gathering again.

"No way."

He shook his head slightly, dismissing his doubt. He refused to believe it could be true.

"Demon Power Shocks the World!"

Green Ghost confronted Jiang Chen's attack calmly. He gave off an energy that seemed to be a mixture of blood and iron.

By then, he didn't look like an average man at all. He would have looked exactly like a demon if he had red eyes and horns on his head.

"Demon Hands Sees the Buddha Off!"

Green Ghost exerted his unique movement. He clapped his palms and pushed them forward, as if pushing a boat along a stream. An extremely strong palm power was immediately emitted.

"How powerful!"

Those in the mine felt an invisible pressure fall upon them. No matter what state they were in, high or low, they all felt weak in the knees. They couldn't help but almost kneel down.