Chapter 409 Success and Failure Coexist

"Hahaha, who would have thought that even you, Liang Yueming, would know fear." Just as Yang Feng's words fell, he lunged his claws toward my head. I saw those claws already piercing into my skull.

But why would I let things go as he wished? The look of horror on my face suddenly vanished, replaced by a grin of amusement. I didn't even bother with drawing the Bagua on the ground; I just directly kicked toward Yang Feng's belly.

I felt as if I had kicked into cotton, even hearing a muffled sound as the Vengeful Spirit controlled by Yang Feng was sent flying backward and collided with my physical body.

To my surprise, after such a collision, my physical body simply fell down, emitting a crisp sound. Damn it, my head hit the ground—I hope I haven't given myself a concussion. Ancestors bless, I pray my body is unharmed; otherwise, how am I supposed to capture demons and exorcise ghosts if I become an idiot?