Chapter 47 Of course, we have to go find the big boss.

The woman fell to the ground, probably injured, shaking her shoulders and crying, looking so pitiful.

"Thank you for saving me." There was no light in the yard, and the light was a little dim. The woman struggled for several times but couldn't stand up.

Pei Di and Li Wenhe didn't move. One of them thought that if the boss didn't ask them to help, they would definitely not help; the other was cautious and worried about being cheated.

After a few seconds, Ming Zhuo saw that the woman was too pitiful, stepped forward to lend a hand, and pulled her up from the ground.

The woman said gratefully, "Thank you--"

"You're welcome." Ming Zhuo said with a smile, turned the peach wood sword inserted into the woman's abdomen, and then kicked the other person away.

All these changes happened too fast. The woman's long nails had not grown yet, but she was hit hard and changed her appearance in an instant.

It was a fierce ghost in red clothes, with a dark face and full of resentment. There was no trace of the weak, pitiful and helpless look just now.

The female ghost said unwillingly: "How did you find out?"

"Because I'm powerful, what other reason could there be." Ming Zhuo attacked while talking, and stabbed the female ghost to ashes with a sword.

It was the first time that Pei Di saw an evil ghost so directly. He leaned towards Li Wenhe and said, "Fortunately, the boss is powerful."

The arm held by his fingers was cold, and the coldness could not be stopped even through the clothes.

"Li Wenhe, are you cold?" He asked. Just as he was about to turn his head to look over, he suddenly found something wrong!

Li Wenhe was standing diagonally in front of him, so who was next to him?

He tried hard not to turn his head to look at the person next to him, and ran forward, "Boss! Help!"

Li Wenhe had a weird look on his face, and couldn't help but dodge to the side when he saw him rushing over.

Pei Di felt something blowing cool air on his left shoulder, and when he turned his head, he saw a bloody ghost face.

Pei Di: "!!!"

He almost died on the spot, and then he realized that he didn't let go and dragged the ghost over!

The ghost saw that he reacted and smiled weirdly. Pei Di thought it was not good, and immediately took out the willow branch in his pocket, which he had just picked in the yard, and took the initiative to hit it.

The ghost probably never thought that this man would dare to attack, and was stunned by the blow. Pei Di also took the opportunity to break away from the opponent and ran to Ming Zhuo.

Li Wenhe also hid beside Ming Zhuo, with a vigilant look on his face.

Under the eaves, in the house, and on the stairs, ghosts appeared one after another, and surrounded the three people from all directions.

Ming Zhuo broke two willow branches from the willow tree in the yard and handed them to the two people along with a handful of talismans.

"Go, kill them."

Li Wenhe was stunned, "What about you?"

"Of course, go find the big boss!" Ming Zhuo said, and he kept killing his way and rushed directly to the second floor.

When the old man in Tang suit saw her coming up, his face suddenly turned ugly, "You dare to come up? Today you and the two below will die here!"

As he spoke, Ming Zhuo unexpectedly picked up the porcelain on the shelf and smashed it over.

The old man in Tang suit dodged the blow and was furious, "How dare you! Do you know who I am?"

"I know, old acquaintance, defeated by you." Ming Zhuo didn't stop for a moment, and kept picking up porcelain and smashing it, and soon emptied the entire shelf.

She clapped her hands, suddenly turned around and kicked twice, and two flower pots on the shelf were smashed over one after another.

The old man in Tang suit dodged the first one, but didn't dodge the second one. He was hit in the chest, and his blood surged immediately, and he almost vomited blood.

It was the first time he had seen such a brutal fight. He dared not waste words. He quickly grabbed the soul-summoning banner and commanded hundreds of ghosts to attack Ming Zhuo.

Ming Zhuo sighed. He couldn't win with physical attacks, so he switched to magic attacks.

She smiled and said, "I told you that I was the loser. How dare you let the evil ghosts out to die?"

Ming Zhuo cast out the Sky Thunder Talisman, which struck all the evil ghosts in the room to death or flee.

The old man in Tang suit really vomited blood this time. He looked at Ming Zhuo in disbelief. His hand holding the soul-summoning banner was shaking. "Who are you?"

He suddenly felt something was wrong. He seemed to have heard somewhere that such a master suddenly appeared in the Xuanmen Sect...

Could it be this little girl in front of him?

The old man in Tang suit no longer dared to be careless. He bit his tongue and spat a mouthful of blood on the soul-calling flag, then desperately chanted the spell to activate the soul-calling flag.

A black shadow gradually condensed in front of him. The yin energy was so thick that the temperature in the room dropped sharply, and it was freezing cold.

The black shadow was seen to be a human figure, with a faint red fierce light in his eyes. This was not only a fierce demon, but also a fierce demon with a hundred years of cultivation!

Ming Zhuo was really shocked. The old man was very capable.

The old man in Tang suit thought she was scared, and sneered, "You still have time to kneel down and beg for mercy now. I can let you die decently."

He saw that this woman had no magic weapon, and the peach wood sword in her hand was still a toy sword.

There was nothing to be afraid of.

"Dignified, your father!" Ming Zhuo threw out the peach wood sword, and the sword body grew longer in the air, and stabbed at the fierce demon fiercely.

She had nothing to do yesterday, so she simply modified the peach wood sword.

Peach wood is originally a very yang thing, which is specially used to overcome evil spirits. After her modification, the effect was doubled, and she fought with the fierce demon with great momentum.

While she pinched the fingers and chanted spells to help the peach wood sword deal with the fierce demon, she pounced on the old man in Tang suit and kicked him in the chest unexpectedly.

The old man in Tang suit spit out blood and rolled to the ground, and the soul-calling banner in his hand swept towards Ming Zhuo.

He was completely aroused to murder, and he must make the other party die beautifully!

The soul-calling banners are filled with the most sinister grudges. If a cultivator is touched by them, at the very least, their Taoism will be affected and they will fall into illusions. At the worst, their cultivation will drop by several levels.

Ming Zhuo did not hide. The old man was already at the end of his strength and did not have much strength in his hands. She raised her hand and grabbed the soul-calling banner .

"Hahaha, you're dead! You're dead!" The old man in Tang suit laughed a few times, and suddenly realized that something was wrong. Why didn't she react?

Ming Zhuo: "You're dead, your whole family is dead!"

This thing was filled with gloomy and bone-chilling coldness. It was indeed very evil.

With a little effort, she snatched the soul-calling banner from the opponent's hand, and with a wave and a roll, she rolled up the attacking ferocious monster.

The old man in Tang suit was furious! He knew that this woman wanted to take his magic weapon!

He desperately grabbed the soul-calling banner in his hand.

"Are you going to let it go?"

"No?"

Ming Zhuo asked and kicked him mercilessly. After a while, he kicked the old man to the ground, dying.

When Pei Di and Li Wenhe rushed up, they saw this scene. It was a completely one-sided abuse.

The old man was beaten to the point of exhaling more than breathing in, but he still held on to a corner of the soul-calling banner and refused to let go.

"What is this?" Li Wenhe calmed down and asked.

"Oh, just an experiment." Ming Zhuo quickly retracted her foot from the chest of the old man in Tang suit, and quickly added, "I was defending myself!"

She was just curious, why this old man could drive the soul-summoning banner, and not be attacked back even when he was bleeding.

The other party refused to let go, so she simply waved the peach wood sword and quickly pierced the soul-summoning banner.

"Since you like it so much, I'll give you that small piece of cloth as a souvenir."