Chapter 106
106 Right and Wrong, Clearly in the Daytime
There is no sea of suffering in the world, the three-foot ghosts and gods are the mirror
As the token in An Wensheng's hand flipped and grew in size, as if ink was spreading, the words that were originally unclear suddenly became clear. Under Xiang Jiannan's gaze, it quickly turned into four black auras and flew straight towards the Ghost King in front like a dragon.
The ghost king quickened his pace, leaped into the air, and chopped with all his might, and the sword grew several feet long in the wind.
"An inch longer is an inch stronger. My weapon should go straight for the little Taoist's head."
The sound falling from the sky was like a death warrant. Looking at the Guan Gong sword that was instantly suspended above his head, Xiang Jiannan had something in his mind that he didn't know whether he should say it or not.
It turns out that nonsense can be used in this way. I was so flattered that I was almost split in half.
"Get out of the way."
With only the cold blade in his eyes, Xiang Jiannan stood there and forgot to move for a moment, until An Wensheng forcibly pulled him up, and then he seemed to regain his consciousness.
It was such a shameless blow that my heart almost jumped out of my throat.
"A Taoist priest like you, are you capable of anything?"
Under such circumstances, An Wensheng was naturally a little dissatisfied that he had to take care of Xiang Jiannan and pull him away from the blade.
At this time, he was controlling the four black auras to fight against the Ghost King. Because of his distraction, he almost drew out the sword to launch a second round of attack.
Before the big knife fell completely, four black auras wrapped around it. The knife just now could not have hit the little Taoist priest no matter what.
It was a false alarm at best.
An Wensheng is confident that he dares to fight against the Ghost King. Otherwise, he would not have dragged Xiang Jiannan here. Safety comes first.
It's just that this little Taoist priest would fall into a state of confusion from time to time, which made me, as his teammate, very anxious. At this critical moment of life and death, I wonder if he could be normal.
"What do you think?"
Feeling embarrassed by An Wensheng's words, Xiang Jiannan adjusted his state and felt guilty. He saw that the falling big knife had been suppressed, and on the other side, the Ghost King was trying hard with both hands to take it back.
The black gas transformed from the four lines of text was now all wrapped around the blade, and some of it seemed to have taken root in the ground. No matter what method the Ghost King used, the Guan Gong sword seemed to be stuck to the ground and could not be moved at all.
"My weapon should be only the size of a palm."
Seeing that the longer sword could not be retracted, the Ghost King stood at one end and fought with the black energy for a long time. The helpless Ghost King suddenly spoke again, and the words forced Xiang Jiannan to take action immediately. He moved quickly, summoning as much green energy as possible, and then attacked it all at once.
You want to tell lies again, but I, Xiang Jiannan, can't allow you to cheat again.
He didn't know what effect the ghost king's words would have. If it became the size of a palm, would it be able to get rid of the suppression of the black air, and then enlarge again, chasing this Taoist priest up and down? You are such a clever ghost! Bang bang bang! As soon as the ghost king finished speaking, he rushed in front of him. After a few puffs of thick smoke, Xiang Jiannan was left with helplessness in his eyes.
The green energy that was sent out did produce substantial effects, but it just didn't hit the original target. This result should have nothing to do with me. Who would have thought that the nonsense would be delayed.
Just as Qingqi was about to touch the Ghost King, he unexpectedly fell to the ground. At that moment, he felt that Qingqi seemed to be frightened as well. He hesitated for a moment, and continued to move forward only after the Ghost King fell completely.
Then they lost their target and crashed into the rockery in the garden.
"I was clearly targeting the Ghost King and making his move."
After several missed shots, Xiang Jiannan sounded doubtful, and it seemed more like he was talking to himself.
He thought he was very skilled in using the Green Energy. Even though its power was not good sometimes, it had never been as bad as it was today. Logically speaking, as long as he had identified the target in his mind, the Green Energy he sent out would definitely track it down to the death.
The ghost king did not make any move to stop it, but somehow escaped from Qingqi's nose.
This is very strange. Could it be that the previous experiences were just coincidences? "The rules are met, and the strong will have priority."
As if explaining what Xiang Jiannan said, An Wensheng began to move forward while speaking. In a few steps, he walked to the side of the Ghost King, and the token in his hand fluttered again.
"The decree of this city god is as strong as a mountain. All the practitioners in the world will return!"
"How dare you, little City God, speak so arrogantly!"
Not understanding why An Wensheng wanted to get close to the Ghost King and say such a thing, when the token in his hand emitted a little light, Xiang Jiannan thought the battle was about to end. However, before he took the second step, he saw the Ghost King, who was lying on the ground, suddenly stand up, and then kick An Wensheng directly in the abdomen.
Afterwards, the armor on his body shattered, revealing a body made entirely of bones.
"My fists can break rocks, and I'll have wine to accompany my enemies."
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"Heaven can tolerate this, but this City God cannot!"
The body kicked by the Ghost King flew like thin paper. After Xiang Jiannan supported him, An Wensheng gritted his teeth and was determined to be irreconcilable with him.
He was embarrassed to tell the young Taoist priest why he did that, because the City God also has vanity.
I had wanted to change my image in front of Xiang Jiannan, but the Ghost King didn't give me any face at all. I couldn't tell him about this kind of thing even if I died. I couldn't establish my image, so I could only swallow the pain alone.
"Drinking is not allowed here. The golden body of this City God is far stronger than that of a stone!"
An Wensheng, who had just finished drinking the wine and hadn't thrown it away yet, looked at the Ghost King who seemed to want to fight with the two of them, and said something immediately. However, it was of no use. When he summoned the token again and rushed towards the Ghost King, a beating followed.
An Wensheng was hit without any resistance. When he fell from the air again, he was full of anger:
"This City God must eat him with his own mouth, little Taoist priest, watch my eyes later."
What are you looking at? Without saying much, he immediately went to face the Ghost King. Xiang Jiannan felt that he had understood some things.
The ghost king's nonsense is very interesting. Under the current situation, I have to give it a try. I hope I won't be defeated so quickly like An Wensheng.
Swish, swish, swish!
He raised his hand and handed over a few talismans. When the Ghost King swung his fist at him, Xiang Jiannan dodged quickly.
These talismans are used to distract the Ghost King's attention. I have great confidence in them.
The talisman paper was drawn by himself in the temple before. The reason why he didn't use the one made by his master was because he was poor and couldn't gamble at this moment. Compared with the talisman paper made by his master, those fire talismans were definitely more trustworthy.
After practicing from time to time, the effect of the talisman paper has been improved by several levels. When using them, I can feel the connection between myself and them.
Zizizizi~~~ A ball of fire burst out when the fist collided with a piece of talisman paper. The effect that Xiang Jiannan had imagined in his mind appeared at the right time. He saw that the Ghost King's attack weakened instantly, and one of his hands seemed to be in pain and wanted to retract. He immediately summoned a large amount of green air and hit him at the waist.
This time he succeeded easily. With just one strike, he made a hole in the Ghost King's body.
(End of this chapter)