The moment Qingping's sword was unsheathed, the slippery ghost only felt that countless sword momentum was overwhelmingly locked on him.

Faintly, even the ability of the mirror flower and water moon that he relied on to become famous was affected by the sword power at this moment.

The flowers reflected in the mirror, the moon floating in the water, seem to be ethereal, but in fact they are between reality and illusion.

When the mirror cracks and the water surface ripples, then the flower moon in it naturally cannot be hidden!

"Your Excellency is not an island monk, why do you want to get involved?" said the slippery ghost with a heavy face.

Since the slippery head ghost led the monster army of the hundred ghosts who walked nocturnally, it had been a long time since he had encountered an existence that even he couldn't see the depth, but in the face of Xuanwei, he couldn't help but have a trace of bottomless fear in his heart!

That's right, fear!

It is precisely because of prudence and wisdom that the slippery ghost is even more afraid of death, and does not hesitate to spend a lot of energy and time to study the ultimate life-saving ability.

Once Mirror's abilities are blocked, and the threat of death is truly felt, how can the slippery head not feel afraid?

"You can take the Kusanagi sword, and Poor Dao won't stop it, but take care of your men!" Xuan Wei said calmly.

As soon as the words fell, Xuan Weixu held the Qingping sword and waved out hundreds of Xuanyan sword lights.

The sword light poured down, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of youkai chasing and killing refugees were brutally dismembered.

Compared with the several swords that Shangquan Qing used to kill miscellaneous fish monsters with his hands before, Xuanwei killed several times more monsters with just one sword, and they were all elite-level cadre members, and the gap between the two was high!

Seeing that his elite was killed by Xuanwei, the slippery ghost did not say a word, and there was no anger on the old man's face.

"Impudent fellow, suffer death!" But it was the grumpy tengu who roared angrily and flew towards Xuanwei with a mallet.

On the side, several big monsters also broke out, using their magical powers to kill Xuanwei.

Xuan Wei glanced at the silent slippery ghost, knowing that this cunning old demon was still tempting, and the corners of his mouth were raised.

The winged tengu and the handsome, evil-smelling wine-swallowing boy struck Xuanwei left and right.

On the ground, with a cow-like head and a huge body that resembles both a spider and a crab, the cow ghost swings its scythe-like claws and quickly attacks Xuanwei's lower path.

In the dark corner, the bride dressed in red and with a rather bewitching appearance had a black silk thread wrapped around her fingers, and when Xuanwei showed her flaws, she would pull the silk thread and cut Xuanwei's throat.

The rest of the monsters, such as kappa, bone maidens, iron rats, and elven mole crickets, roam around, attacking from afar, or ready to respond.

Xuanwei's right hand Qingping sword slashed down, and the sharp sword gang was wrapped in countless sword qi, and it was fiercely stirred into the ice and snow blown out of the snow girl's mouth, and in an instant, pure white ice crystals and fine snow flew all over the sky, which looked very beautiful.

With his left hand, he copied out a stack of rune paper, spreading it like a goddess scattering flowers, and the thunder and fire that condensed to drive away evil spirits and break the righteous qi fell from the sky like raindrops, so that the monsters had to stop their offensive and shoot to resist the thunder and fire turned by the rune paper.

Relying on his strong flesh and the black wind from the fan, the tengu quickly shuttled to the top of Xuanwei, swinging the mallet and smashing it down.

Even among the nocturnal yokai legions of the hundred ghosts, Tengu's strange power and tyranny are on the top of the list.

In the midst of the battle, there were many priests from Atsuta Shrine who were smashed into a puddle of meat by the tengu!

Xuanwei did not retreat or force, his free left hand was retracted, and with a flick of his fingers, his slender fingers struck directly on the mavel of the tengu.

Boom~~~

Between the dull crashing sounds, a blast of wind swept from the center of the two towards the periphery.

In the next second, I saw a sturdy and menacing tengu flying upside down, blood spitting out of his mouth, and the black feathers on his wings couldn't stop falling.

On the other hand, Xuanwei's white fingers did not see any wounds, and his feet stood in the void, not moving at all.

When the demons saw this scene, they all showed expressions of disbelief.

What did they see? This human monk, with the power of his flesh alone, blocked the tengu's full force with a snap of his fingers, and flicked it out with a heavy flick?

Could it be that they are all fake monsters, and the human monk in front of them is the real devil?

Speaking of which, Xuan Wei's finger, at first glance, seemed to be light, but in fact, it used the method of stacking strength that he had cultivated when he was in Dashan Village.

Although it is a flick of the fingers, it actually contains the power of Xuanwei's whole body, and through the accumulation and superposition of skills, this will burst out with such amazing strength.

If it weren't for Xuanwei's spare hand, maybe this finger would have shattered the tengu's body into powder!

"Bind!" After repelling the tengu with one finger, Xuan Wei bent his fingers, and a golden afterimage flew out from the cuffs of his robe.

The body of that golden afterimage is the bundle of immortal ropes!

The speed of the immortal rope is extremely fast, it is almost difficult to catch its shadow, and under the drive of Xuanwei, the immortal rope is like a spirit snake wrapped around the slippery ghost.

The slippery ghost didn't seem to expect Xuanwei to have such a hand, his face showed a little horror, and at the moment the demonic qi in his body escaped into a mist, and he wanted to break the lock of the sword momentum from Xuanwei with his own demonic power, so as to activate the ability of the mirror flower and the moon, and disappear from the place as a phantom.

The powerful demonic power exploded, and Xuanwei's sword momentum was slightly blocked, and the slippery ghost opened a slight gap.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the figure of the slippery ghost suddenly became illusory, and then disappeared into thin air.

The rope that tied up the immortal was able to tie up the phantom left by the slippery ghost before it disappeared, but it was a step too late and entangled in the air.

"Interesting! Let Poor Dao take a look at whether the so-called mirror flowers and water moon are really nowhere to be found!" Xuan Wei calmly withdrew the bundle of immortal ropes and quietly opened the Qi Hope Technique.

If the mirror flower and water moon is the ability to make oneself illusory, then the subtle Qi Hope Technique is a spell to see everything in the world!

The world in front of him instantly became clear, and the essence was straightforward, and Xuan Wei quickly caught a faint fluctuation between the various demonic qis.

"It's time to end the game of hide and seek!" Xuan Wei muttered to herself.

Under the robe, a faint black light lit up on Xuanwei's chest.

In an instant, a vast, ancient, as if containing the power of the Heavenly Dao rose from Xuan Wei's body.

All the creatures present, whether they were mortals, monks, or monsters, all had the urge to kneel under this pressure!

If there really are gods in the world, I'm afraid that's probably the case!

The figure of the slippery head ghost was forced out of the void, and under this prison-like divine might, his ability to smash the mirror was completely smashed!

Click~~~

A black jade chain burst out of Xuanwei's chest and wrapped around the slippery ghost's body.

The speed of the black jade chain was much slower than that of the fairy rope, but the slippery ghost couldn't have the slightest idea of dodging.