C291 Make a bet

"Pfft!" The guard looked up to the sky and spat out a large mouthful of blood. The ghost's punch was truly domineering, causing blood to continuously flow out of his mouth and nose.

"Phantom, why are your blows so heavy!" Su Xinghan complained: "If he died, what did you use as an experiment?"

"Isn't there one more?" With a quick glance between the ghost's brows, he pounced towards the guard