She has a pair of triangular eyes, two curved willow-leaf eyebrows, a slim figure, a charming posture, a fair face with a hint of charm, and her smile can be heard before her red lips open.
Different from Gu Xuanyan's restrained beauty that needed to be savored carefully, the beauty of this woman who just appeared was very bold, and if Zhang San was not mistaken, her height was exactly 175cm.
This height would be fine if it was in normal times, but if it was in the present, how could Zhang San not be suspicious? After all, according to the regression equation, the height of the strange corpse dug out from under the loquat tree was exactly 175cm.
Yi Ye Zhi Qiu only had three hours to log in. Logically, Zhang San should have made a quick decision. However, in order to find out the inside story of the ghost plague in Taiping County, he had to suppress his inner anxiety and adopt a calm attitude.
He raised the spear in his right hand and exerted a little force, and a terrifying and powerful fighting spirit swept across the surroundings. The smoke and dust that were originally produced by the collapse of the building also returned to calm under the impact of this fighting spirit.
Zhang San's original intention was just to use Yi Ye Zhi Qiu's strength to create necessary intimidation for the two. After all, only when one side has the advantage, he is qualified to decide whether they should sit down and talk or overturn the table, right?
However, when Zhang San's eyes swept over the spear, the tiny scars made him frown. Unlike the crudely made stone spears used in the underworld, the spear in Zhang San's hand was a genuine low-grade magic weapon.
The opponent is obviously powerful enough to leave a scar on a magical weapon of this level.
After forcibly suppressing his inner unhappiness, Zhang San said patiently.
"Perhaps we can talk. The purpose of my trip is only to investigate the real culprit behind the ghost plague in Taiping County . As long as you tell me, I will pretend that I have never seen you! The human-skinned ghost can still practice in other places. As for you, Madam Fan, you can continue to be a pair of immortal lovers with Lord Fan, right? I think you, who have spent so much effort to become Madam Fan, should not want to give up just like that!"
After experiencing reincarnation in several worlds, Zhang San's cultivation did not increase much, but his grasp of human hearts became more and more delicate. After combining his previous inferences, he quickly deduced the identity of the visitor.
Zhang San originally just wanted to trick her, but he didn't expect that after hearing his proposal, Mrs. Fan's expression changed several times.
It seemed that he was a little unsure of his teammates' attitude. In desperation, the human-skin ghost next to him couldn't help but take action.
A sharp sound of breaking through the air was heard, and the familiar finger-picking force opened the way. And judging from the turbulent yin energy around, the other party might have a backup plan.
If it were in the past, in order to avoid pain, Zhang San might have pretended to avoid it, but after logging into his real account, he was too lazy to even pretend.
Faced with the human-skin ghost's finger strength that was strong enough to penetrate fine iron, Zhang San did not shy away at all. Flowers bloomed one after another, and the human-skin ghost's Thousand-Leaf Hand, which originally contained the power of the Four Symbols, turned into dust amid a flurry of withering flowers.
Just like Zhang San who was rolling in the sound waves before, even though the human-skin ghost had practiced standing meditation for decades, he could not withstand the blow of the Falling Flower Palm that transcends cause and effect.
And it's not just a simple blowing effect. Because the status of the human-skin ghost is too different from Zhang San at this time, in addition to the causal judgment of "blowing away", the Falling Flower Palm also has the effect of "stiffness".
Since the negotiations broke down, Zhang San no longer held back. Looking at the human-skin ghost who was unable to move in the air, Zhang San swung the spear in his hand in a perfect arc. As long as this "Ba Sui" move could touch the human-skin ghost's body, all problems would no longer be a problem.
As the saying goes, good words cannot persuade a damned ghost. Zhang San has always been the type of person who is ruthless and doesn't talk much. Since the two sides can't reach an agreement, he doesn't mind digging out the answer from the ruins.
Moreover, if he could capture the human-skin ghost in a lightning speed, it would also improve his momentum invisibly, and Zhang San would be in a more advantageous position in the subsequent negotiations with Mrs. Fan.
But what made Zhang San feel depressed was that at the moment when Quexie was about to touch the human-skin ghost, the yin energy around him changed several times, and the place where the spear touched, around Zhang San's body, and all the positions related to the force point were instantly occupied by a sharp energy.
Although Zhang San was afraid of Mrs. Fan's methods, if she was so easy to talk to, he would not be called Zhang San!
Zhang San forced himself to withstand the biting yin energy without caring about the consequences he would face. With the tremendous fighting spirit he had condensed, Quexie fell on the human-skin ghost in this state.
"Refine your bones into soldiers!"
"Bang~"
It was like the collision of metal and iron, or like the sound of morning bells and evening drums. As the spears and bone armor collided, a Sanskrit sound burst out from the intersection. Except for the three people present, no grass grew within a hundred feet where the sound wave passed.
After this attack, the already dilapidated Zhuqiao Street became even worse. Even though Taiping County has abundant tax revenue, it will probably take several years to recover after this battle.
What’s more important is that even if Zhang San had the cultivation of One Autumn Leaf, when he launched this attack, if he had not changed his move from Tyrant Breaking to Dragon Breaking the Army at the critical moment and successfully used his own "tyrannical body" effect to avoid the physical rebound.
Otherwise, even if it was him, he wouldn't appear so calm at this moment. The skill called "Refining Bones into Soldiers" is really tricky!
After taking a look at the bone armor of Haolong Pojun, which was only on the verge of being broken after taking a strong blow, Zhang San became even more wary of Mrs. Fan's methods.
Originally he was thinking of using a delaying tactic to win over the other party. Because of his character flaws, Zhang San would not have too much psychological burden even if the other party later burned his bridges. But judging from the current situation, he was naive!
He used his fighting spirit to activate the joints of his right hand without leaving any trace. After dispelling the numbness caused by the impact, Zhang San began to prepare for a strong attack.
It's just that he recovered, while the person opposite him was obviously not in good shape. If Zhang San was simply surprised by the hardness of the bone armor, then Mrs. Fan was shocked by Zhang San's condition.
You should know that "Refining Bones into Soldiers" is a top-notch martial art passed down from the demon sect. In terms of the level of the technique, it is even not inferior to the top-notch military skill "Hundred Weapons Performance".
She abandoned all her efforts to develop her own magic and put all her energy into protecting her bones. Judging from Madam Fan's current level of cultivation, her bones were as hard as top-grade magic weapons.
You have to know that a top-grade magic weapon can hurt a disaster-level cultivator. But even so, it was just one move from Zhang San. If the human-skin ghost had not tried his best to protect it, the bone armor would have been shattered long ago.
It goes without saying what level of enemy they were facing. Considering the opponent's age, even though Mrs. Fan was an expert in cultivating her qi, she couldn't help but sigh.
"What a monster!"