Chapter 149: Yin Bing Hu Fu
He tried hard to control his trembling body, and after a long while he spoke in a hoarse voice:
"Detective Feng, thank you very much."
Feng Tianning waved his hand indifferently.
"Let's go and catch Monk Nanshan."
Zhang Pingjia nodded, wiped away the tears that were about to fall, and followed Feng Tianning into the car.
The car stopped at the entrance of Zhongnanshan again, but Zhang Pingjia's mood at this moment was completely different.
The first few times he came, he regarded Nanshan Jushi as his life-saving straw.
But this time he just wanted to kill the mastermind who harmed him and avenge himself.
"Go in later, and hide first no matter what happens."
In fact, Feng Tianning planned to let Zhang Pingjia wait outside, but he insisted on seeing Nanshan Jushi being executed with his own eyes.
Feng Tianning had no choice but to take him with him.
Zhang Pingjia nodded hurriedly and repeatedly assured that he would run away first if he encountered danger. Then the two of them went to the Sheshengtai.
Mr. Nanshan was sitting leisurely outside the thatched hut at this moment, and suddenly he had a bad feeling in his heart.
He always felt that something big would happen today.
Mr. Nanshan smiled and shook his head. They were just two little kids, what was there to be afraid of?
Not to mention that his cultivation level is extremely high, just the magic weapon in his hand is enough for ordinary cultivators to withstand.
He shook out the messy thoughts in his head.
"Master."
Mr. Nanshan paused holding the teacup, then immediately changed his expression and stood up.
"Two young friends are here."
He smiled and welcomed Feng Tianning and the other two in.
Feng Tianning and Zhang Pingjia looked at each other and followed him calmly.
The moment the door closed, a nimble palm wind struck the back of Nanshan Jushi's head.
He reacted quickly and dodged Feng Tianning's attack by turning sideways.
Half of his robe fell to the ground, and Nanshan Jushi looked at Feng Tianning with anger:
"what you do!"
"I have been giving advice to Zhang Ping's family and want to help him get revenge. I wonder why Young Master Feng wants to take action?"
"Don't you want him to redress his wrongdoing quickly? We should unite now!"
His shamelessness far exceeded Feng Tianning's imagination.
She sneered without saying anything, pushed Zhang Pingjia aside, and opened her thin lips slightly:
"Hongmeng."
The next moment, the Hongmeng Holy Sword flew out from somewhere and attacked Nanshan Jushi directly.
He only felt a powerful pressure and was secretly shocked. He dodged for dear life and even forgot to resist.
Feng Tianning's eyes flashed and he rushed out like an arrow.
The next second, the Hongmeng Holy Sword appeared in her hand and pierced through Nanshan Jushi's right arm.
Mr. Nanshan now had several scars on his body, and he rolled behind the table.
"That's impossible!"
"How could you, a mere Nascent Soul Stage cultivator, possibly hurt me?"
Feng Tianning's ears were numb from his roar, and he slowly walked towards him.
As Mr. Nanshan looked at the person who was getting closer and closer to him, a sense of fear spread in his heart for no reason.
He retreated in fear until he was forced into a corner.
"The mess you and Xi Xian had done has been exposed. You have no way out."
"Come with me, Mr. Nanshan."
I don’t know what words stimulated him, but Mr. Nanshan suddenly jumped up and ran out of the house like crazy.
Feng Tianning frowned and followed him out.
"You can't run away." She said lightly.
Just now, while he wasn't paying attention, Feng Tianning also injected the same divine power into Nanshan Jushi's body as the City God's. No matter where Nanshan Jushi ran to, she could easily find him.
Unexpectedly, he stopped not far from Feng Tianning, looked at her with a sneer, his eyes full of malice.
"Run? You underestimate me."
"Since you know our secret, I don't care about your identity anymore."
"Neither of you two will be able to leave Zhongnan Mountain today!"
After saying that, he took out a black object from his arms.
Feng Tianning narrowed his eyes and said in surprise:
"Yin Bing Hu Fu?"
"So this is what you rely on."
Nanshan Jushi snorted coldly, stuffed a few pills into his mouth, and then cut his palm with a knife.
Blood instantly overflowed, staining the entire Yinbinghu Fu.
"The mighty Yangming, the talisman connects the nine netherworlds. The Emperor of Fengdu has issued an order, and Mount Tai of Dongyue has heard it. Now I hold the tiger talisman as a token of trust, and command all the ghosts and soldiers."
A series of mantras came out of the mouth of Mr. Nanshan, and the sky suddenly became dark.
The next moment, the ground beneath their feet began to shake, and one shadow after another appeared behind Mr. Nanshan.
These shadows soon rose completely from the ground and solidified into entities, staring at Feng Tianning and Zhang Pingjia with murderous expressions.
"Ghost soldiers?"
There was no panic on Feng Tianning's face. Instead, he looked at Nanshan Jushi with great interest.
"I'm really curious about who's behind you. How could he summon so many ghost soldiers?"
The shadows behind Mr. Nanshan are getting more and more numerous, comparable to a huge army.
The power of this Yin Bing Hu Fu is probably even greater than the Yin Bing Hu Fu in Xuan Ming's hand.
"Oh, you won't have the chance to know."
A hint of madness flashed in Nanshan Jushi's eyes. He tightly grasped the Yinbing Tiger Talisman and commanded the huge Yinbing army to walk towards Feng Tianning.
He smiled triumphantly. Even if the Jade Emperor came down to earth today, he would not be able to walk out of here alive.
"Feng...Inspector Feng, what should we do?"
Zhang Pingjia's legs were shaking at this moment, and he tremblingly grabbed the corner of Feng Tianning's clothes.
"Or let's run and use those spells you have to get out of here."
"I won't seek revenge. You are still young and have a bright future. You can't die here with me!"
Feng Tianning had no expression on his face and patted his shoulder soothingly.
"Don't be afraid."
She hesitated for a moment, then controlled the Hongmeng Holy Sword to chop towards the evil soldiers.
However, it did not cause any harm to the advancing ghost soldiers, and went straight through their bodies.
How is this possible?
The Hongmeng Holy Sword is an ancient artifact, how could it not be able to deal with these evil soldiers?
"Your spiritual power is useless against these things."
"This is the magic weapon that master gave me."
Feng Tianning couldn't help but frown. Seeing the ghost soldiers getting closer and closer to them, Zhang Pingjia said anxiously:
"Inspector Feng, life is more important!"
"If we die, we'll have nothing. Let's take a long-term approach to revenge!"
Feng Tianning looked at the ghost soldiers who were so close to him, pulled Zhang Pingjia back more than ten steps, and then threw out a lotus-like object from his sleeve.
The next moment, a golden light enveloped the entire Zhongnan Mountain.
The ghost soldiers illuminated by the golden light instantly turned into black smoke and disappeared outside the hut one after another.
Mr. Nanshan looked at the empty space in front of him and widened his eyes in disbelief.
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