The air, like a cannonball, came from Fang Zong's mouth, carrying a bit of true yang energy from his body, and sprayed directly onto Li Xiao's face.
The head of one of the ghosts was blasted to pieces.
It then burst into flames and vanished instantly.
Students: "……⊙△⊙"
The surroundings were completely silent; the students held their breath.
They had just heard that the ghosts were ten times more powerful, and they thought Fang Zong was cowardly and wouldn't dare to protect them, but little did they know...
A single cough, and it's all gone?
Fang Zong was also a little confused. Seeing the surrounding darkness suddenly shrink, he subconsciously drew his magic sword, Shattering Star.
Tang Hengdao flicked out a streak of stardust-like light, and the surrounding darkness was like a black cloth, folding and folding rapidly, shrinking into seven or eight small black dots, which scattered in all directions as if shadows had exploded.
"This is too much!" Fang Zong was speechless.
Originally intending to lure out the ghost behind the scenes, he accidentally revealed his true yang energy, which directly frightened the other party.
The opponent tried to run, but seeing the magic blade Shattering Star unsheathed, they ran even faster.
Fang Zong stared at the seven or eight small black dots, knowing that one of them was the ghost's true form, but he couldn't find which one it was.
Each one is connected to the vitality of the trees covering the mountains and fields, and none of them reveal much ghostly energy.
The other party's ability to hide was truly an eye-opener for Fang Zong!
As darkness dissipated, the true human landscape was revealed.
Fang Zong saw a winding road ahead, with a sign that said it was ten miles to Hangzhou. Although it was a mountainous area with continuous hills, it had already entered the territory of Suzhou and Hangzhou.
However, the ghost used a spell like "ghost wall" to turn it into a dark place.
Now, the sky is clear and blue, and seven or eight black dots decisively separate, scattering away in all directions.
Unable to discern the ghost's true form, Fang Zong simply picked one at random and set off to chase it.
But suddenly...
"Awoo!"
With a roar, a fierce wind arose.
Like a tiger descending the mountain, majestic and awe-inspiring.
"Tiger Lord's territory, roar!"
As the saying goes, white clouds follow the dragon, and black winds follow the tiger!
With a roar, a large yellow-haired tiger with black stripes rode a huge black wind, instantly catching up with a black dot and slamming it to the ground with a single paw.
The black spot rises as soon as it lands, turning into a crude wooden figure.
It turned its head, first staring at the yellow-haired tiger, then at Fang Zong.
Suddenly, three feet of venomous flames ignited in his eyes.
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