In the long confrontation and strife, the Heavenly Master Dao has always suppressed the ghost arts, so that the ghost arts cannot exist in the world openly, and can only sneak and hide in dark places like rats.

However, although the ghost art has been suppressed for hundreds of years, it has been tenaciously passed down, and there are still many people who are secretly cultivating, such as Fujiyama-kun, who doesn't know where to learn a little ghost art, although it is just getting started, but it can already be used to harm people.

A thunderclap in the clear sky not only blew up the skull, but also almost scared Fujiyama-kun to the ground.

People who practice ghost arts, in addition to being afraid of the Heavenly Dao, are most afraid of the Heavenly Master Dao, because the thunder and lightning controlled by the Great Heavenly Master can just restrain the ghost arts. For hundreds of years, the Ghost Dao has been suppressed by the Heavenly Master Dao, and this is exactly the reason.

"Heavenly Master Dao?"

Fujiyama-kun shouted in horror, and immediately slapped his trekking poles, picked up a large stone slab, and shot towards the Xiaoshan River.

When the one-foot-long thunderbolt flashed out, it almost scared Fujiyama-kun's legs weak, and he quickly retreated, using his trekking poles to lift the stone slabs on the road as he retreated, and shot at the Xiaoshan River one after another.

Each stone slab on the road is enough to weigh several pounds, and it will be smashed forward at a very fast speed, and if it is hit, not to mention flesh and blood, even the steel plate will be smashed and bent.

Fujiyama-kun knew that the slate couldn't hurt Xiao Shanhe at all, he just hoped to stop Xiao Shanhe with this.

However, what made him feel incredible was that in the flying stone slabs, a golden ancient Buddha pinched the demon slaying handprint and glared at him angrily.

"Bang, bang, bang......."

The stone slabs slammed into the ancient Buddha's body and shattered one after another.

Xiao Shanhe cast the golden body of the Buddha, easily blocked all the stone slabs, and chased towards Fujiyama-kun in one step and five meters.

When Fujiyama-kun walked into this street, Xiao Shanhe sensed a special aura from him, and immediately notified Xiao Zhengyi to block the street so as not to hurt innocent pedestrians.

Now that there is no one else on the street, he can shoot without scruples.

Looking at Xiao Shanhe, who was speeding up, Fujiyama Jun was shocked, and swept towards the other end of the street lifelessly, and when he was about to reach the street, several people with loaded guns suddenly walked out and raised their guns to aim.

Fujiyama-kun only knows a little bit of ghost magic, at best, he can drive away ghosts who are not high, or cast a few small ghost skills, far from being able to block bullets, otherwise he would not have to be so cautious.

So when he saw several black muzzles pointed at him, he was startled, and suddenly turned around, crashing through the wall of a private house, and then striking out of the wall from the other side.

"He ran away, chase after him. Xiao Zhengyi ran out of the courtyard and shouted anxiously.

Seeing this guy who wanted to destroy his whole family several times, he couldn't wait to cramp and peel the other party.

Xiao Shanhe walked unhurriedly to the big hole that was knocked out, shook his head and said, "Don't worry, he can't run away." ”

When he fought just now, Xiao Shanhe had already lost a tracking technique on him, and as long as he didn't run out of Haibin City, Fujiyama-kun was under his surveillance.

Xiao Shanhe didn't want to force him too quickly, although the attack power of the ghost technique was not as good as that of the Heavenly Master Dao, but the lethality to ordinary people was very great.

For example, once the ghost fog in the ghost art spreads, as long as it smells a little, ordinary people will definitely die, and the death is extremely miserable.

So Xiao Shanhe just planned to scare Fujiyama-kun, and after scaring him away, wait for him to hide in a no-man's land, and then take him down, so as to avoid hurting innocent people.

A frightened face appeared in the hole in the wall, looked out cautiously with a panicked expression, and when he saw several men with loaded guns standing outside, he immediately fell to the ground in fright.

"Don't be afraid, old man, we are all good people. Xiao Shanhe got into the hole and helped the old man who was sitting on the ground up.

"That...... ...... just now" The old man pointed to the big hole in the wall, and was a little speechless with fright.

"Just now someone drove a motorcycle and accidentally crashed your home, we are looking for the perpetrator, and he will definitely be asked to compensate for the loss of your home. Xiao Shanhe explained.

Although ghost magic has always existed, it rarely appears in public, so ordinary people will definitely not be able to contact and cannot understand, Xiao Shanhe does not want to cause panic, so he casually fabricated a lie.

Xiao Shanhe returned to the street and said to Xiao Zhengyi: "Please come here to deal with the aftermath, as for the person just now, I will contact you when I catch him." ”

"Need help? I can give you a few hundred people to move at any time. Xiao Zhengyi said.

Xiao Shanhe shook his head and said: "No, in the face of ghost arts, no matter how many ordinary people there are, it will only increase the number of casualties, if necessary, I will notify the people of the Armed Supervision Commission to deal with it." ”

He is now the vice president of the Martial Arts Supervision Association, not only can he mobilize all the members of the Haibin City Branch, but also all the martial artists of the Haibin City Martial Arts Association.

Although Fujiyama-kun has practiced ghost arts, it can only be regarded as a superficial kung fu, and it cannot pose a threat to Xiao Shanhe, in order not to affect others and hurt the innocent, let alone cause panic, Xiao Shanhe will let him run away.

Although he escaped temporarily, Fujiyama-kun could not hide forever, and even if he didn't want to continue to take revenge, he would find a way to leave, otherwise he would only be able to hide in the shadows like a rat for the rest of his life.

After Xiao Shanhe said goodbye to Xiao Zhengyi, he walked in the direction of Fujiyama-kun's escape.

After practicing ghost art for many years, it was the first time that Fujiyama-kun felt so frightened, and after hitting the wall, he ran wildly for his life, and fled for dozens of miles in a row, hiding in a dilapidated house in a deserted suburb before stopping.

"Heavenly Master Dao, he must be a person of Heavenly Master Dao. Didn't the teacher say that the Heavenly Master Dao of Huaxia Kingdom had long been broken, how could there still be a Great Heavenly Master?"

Fujiyama-kun was almost frightened, hiding in the corner of the ruined house and shivering, and the thunder that destroyed the skeleton seemed to still echo in his ears.

Like Daoist Wu, he mistook Xiao Shanhe's palm thunder for the technique of the Heavenly Master Dao, and believed that Xiao Shanhe was the successor of the Heavenly Master Dao.

Over the years of cultivating ghost arts, he had heard many legends of the Heavenly Master Dao, and his teacher often warned him that if he met someone from the Heavenly Master Dao, he could hide as far as he could, and never have a head-on conflict with the other party.

Therefore, before coming to Huaxia Kingdom, he had inquired in many ways in advance, repeatedly confirming whether there were any Heavenly Master Dao people in Huaxia Kingdom, until he was sure that in the past thirty years, there had been no figure of the Great Heavenly Master, and he dared to sneak into Huaxia Kingdom to take revenge.

Who knew that the revenge was not avenged, and a great heavenly master who was so young that it was surprising was born, forcibly destroying his ghost baby and the Yin Gathering Array, and even summoned Lei Tian with a spread of his palms, destroying the skull he had cast, and it can be said that almost all of his hard cultivation in half his life was destroyed by Xiao Shanhe.

Fujiyama-kun gasped for a few minutes, quietly glanced out of the broken window, didn't see the figure chasing by Xiao Shanhe, and sat down on the ground again, greatly relieved.

"Run, why don't you run?"

However, before he could wipe the sweat off his forehead, a voice suddenly sounded in his ears, which frightened him from the ground, but before he could get out of the broken house, his body seemed to be suddenly frozen, and he maintained a posture of rushing forward and did not dare to move.

Because, a small flying sword with a dark and dull light was hovering less than an inch from his forehead.