Wu Zhiyuan turned around, only to see that the female ghost was stretching out her hands and pinching Xue'er's neck, her skull showing her white teeth, her teeth closed one by one, and there were bursts of "gurgling" screams in her throat.

Xue'er grabbed the female ghost's claws tightly with both hands, and forcefully parted them to the sides, but her strength was weak, and it didn't help at all, her face turned blue at this time, and she couldn't snort anymore.

Wu Zhiyuan was shocked, he didn't have time to think about it, he swung the peachwood sword in his hand and slashed directly at the neck of the female ghost.

The peachwood sword is made of pure peachwood, and the high-quality peachwood has a tight texture and is very hard, but the blades on both sides are not sharp, and there is no comparison with the sword in the general sense, but one thing descends to one thing, and the steel sword has no effect on this ghost and the like, but the peachwood sword is often their nemesis.

Wu Zhiyuan used a sword as a knife to cut solidly, only to hear a "click", the female ghost's skull immediately broke, and the head rolled to the ground with hair.

This blow hit, Wu Zhiyuan breathed a long sigh of relief, he thought that this female ghost was over, but he didn't expect the female ghost's headless body to still choke Xue'er's neck, and as if she had eyes, while pinching hard, she pushed Xue'er backwards again and again, until she retreated to the door of the inn.

The expression on Xue'er's face was extremely painful, her face began to turn from blue to purple, and her tongue was slightly stretched out of her mouth.

People who hang themselves are generally like this, although Wu Zhiyuan has not seen it with his own eyes, but he has also heard of this kind of thing, at this time, seeing Xue'er showing such an expression, he knows that if he doesn't try to let go of the female ghost's hand, I'm afraid she will soon be strangled to death by the female ghost.

With this in mind, Wu Zhiyuan hurriedly rushed over and cut off the two outstretched arms aimed at the female ghost.

Listening to the sound of two bones breaking, the two arms of the female ghost were cut off from the elbow joint by the mahogany sword!

But a startling scene appeared, although the female ghost's arm had detached from her body, she was still tightly pinching Xue'er's neck, as if the slash of the wooden sword had no effect on it.

Wu Zhiyuan was in a hurry, and was about to reach out to pull the two ghost claws that were still holding Xue'er's neck, when he suddenly leaned and found that the female ghost's body without a head and hands actually pounced on him like eyes!

This order Wu Zhiyuan was a little caught off guard, he hurriedly retreated backwards to prevent the ghost corpse from getting close to him again, but unexpectedly, his waist slammed into a table behind him, at this time there was no way to retreat, Wu Zhiyuan only needed to attack and defend, raise the wooden sword and stab at the oncoming ghost corpse.

However, before his wooden sword could be stabbed, a black thing suddenly fell from the air, and the thing floated in the air, just stopping in front of Wu Zhiyuan's eyes, covering Wu Zhiyuan's vision. Wu Zhiyuan looked at it fixedly, and couldn't help but be shocked, this mass of things was actually the head of the female ghost.

The female ghost's white bone face faced Wu Zhiyuan, her teeth moved up and down, and she made a few "click" sounds.

In a hurry, Wu Zhiyuan could only return the sword to protect himself, but the female ghost's head was only a fist away from his face, and the wooden sword was too long to be used. He suddenly remembered the record of tongue blood exorcism in Maoshan's notes, so he bit the tip of his tongue hard without hesitation, and a pain came from the tip of his tongue, and his mouth was immediately filled with the smell of blood, and the gentle mucus was diffused in his mouth, which was the tongue blood flowing from the tip of the bitten tongue.

With a "poof", Wu Zhiyuan sprayed the tongue blood in his mouth mixed with saliva at the head of the female ghost floating in the air in front of him, the distance was too close, and the female ghost was not guarded, and all the tongue blood was sprayed on the skeleton face of the female ghost.

The female ghost's head fell backwards to the ground, rolling non-stop, and at the same time, a terrible scream came out of nowhere. Immediately after, the two ghost claws that were holding Xue'er's neck also fell to the ground, and ten fingers kept bending on the ground.

Xue'er covered her throat and gasped for breath, coughing violently from time to time, Wu Zhiyuan was concerned about her safety and hurriedly went over to help her.

At this moment, the terrible screams in the air stopped abruptly, and the head on the ground suddenly rose into the air, the skull was stained with Wu Zhiyuan's tongue blood, and the hair on the back of the head was scattered, ghostly. The body, which had no head and arms, seemed to have received some kind of summons, and walked straight in the direction of the skull, stopping at the bottom of the skull.

The head floating in mid-air slowly fell, landing on the neck of the body, and after it settled, the skull actually spun around on it.

This scene made Wu Zhiyuan and Xue'er frightened, although Xue'er was the reincarnation of Dong Qian's soul, she didn't have much memory and understanding of the change in the appearance of the ghost, so now she was very frightened when she saw the appearance of this female ghost.

What's even more incredible is that the two severed hands also seemed to have eyes, flying straight towards the female ghost's body from the ground, and in the blink of an eye, they returned to the two severed arms, healing instantly, as if they had never been cut off.

The female ghost's skeleton face was stained with blood, and it looked even more terrifying, and she pressed towards Wu Zhiyuan and Xue'er step by step without making a sound, seeing that the momentum seemed to have been annoyed by Wu Zhiyuan's toss.

Wu Zhiyuan blocked Xue'er, and the two kept retreating, but the female ghost was pressing step by step, seeing that the two of them were about to have no way to retreat, suddenly the door of the inn was pushed open with a "bang", and at the same time, a blood-red net pounced on the female ghost from the air.

The female ghost turned her back to the door, and she didn't expect a sudden attack behind her, so she had no time to dodge, and the red net covered the female ghost's body like a cloud.

The female ghost let out a terrible scream, fell to the ground, and kept rolling, the red net seemed to stick to the female ghost's body, no matter how she tossed, it never left her body.

Wu Zhiyuan looked at the female ghost's reaction, and was stunned for a while, and at this moment, a loud shout sounded at the door: "Boy, Samadhi is really hot!" ”

Wu Zhiyuan looked up when he heard the sound, and saw a handful of yellow pieces of paper thrown in at the door, those pieces of paper were in the shape of long strips, and pieces flew in the air like fairy scattered flowers.

"Boy, what are you doing in a daze? Burn her to death with samadhi fire! The voice rang out again at the door.

Wu Zhiyuan came back to his senses at this time, and thought quickly in his mind: "Samadhi true fire, samadhi true fire......"

Wu Zhiyuan had seen Zhang Zefang cast the purgatory true fire, and the method of casting the samadhi true fire was the same as the purgatory true fire routine, the difference was that the vitality that urged the true fire was different, and only those who cultivated more deeply had the ability to urge the purgatory true fire. At the beginning, Zhang Zefang used low-level vitality to urge the purgatory true fire, although the effect was not good, but it also burned Dong Qian, who was a female ghost at the time, and fled.

Shigong's Maoshan notes also recorded the true fire of Samadhi, Wu Zhiyuan had already been familiar with it, but at this time, the shape was urgent, and he couldn't think about it carefully, so he directly grabbed the Dao talisman and clamped it with the two fingers of his right hand, and silently recited the spell in the note in his mouth, and his right hand shook suddenly, but the Dao talisman was not ignited.

"What's going on?" Wu Zhiyuan was anxious, and was about to try again, when he heard the voice at the door scolding angrily: "Son of a bitch, stomp on the ground!" ”

When Wu Zhiyuan heard this, he suddenly woke up.