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Ba Niang gently picked up a small glass bottle from the stone pier and dipped it in with a few bamboo sticks. Wu Fatzi's heart tightened, and he took out two stacks of yellow paper talismans from his pocket, staring at Ba Niang, not daring to slack off.

"Are you scared?" Seeing Wu Fatzi's nervous appearance, Ba Niang asked with a sneer.

"It's not that I'm afraid," Fat Wu pursed the corners of his lips, "I just think that this woman's bottles and cans are the most annoying." ”

"Still poor?" Ba Niang shook her hand and beat the two bamboo sticks out! Seeing the situation, Fat Wu hurriedly dodged sideways, but before he could stabilize his figure, he saw Ba Niang grabbing the remaining bamboo sticks and rushing at him! Wu Fatzi almost instinctively turned around to avoid the bamboo stick in Ba Niang's hand, and when he turned around, he still didn't forget to throw all the rune paper in his hand upward. But Ba Niang was still a little faster than him, and when Wu Fatzi turned around, the bamboo sticks in her hands had all been pierced into the yellow paper armor that bulged on his shoulders. However, at this time, the rune papers that fell one after another instantly broke the barrier of Ba Niang's scaling technique, and Wu Fatzi also seized this opportunity, grabbed a few rune papers from the air, and slapped Ba Niang fiercely. For a while, the smoke on Ba Niang's body dispersed, she screamed miserably, and slapped Wu Fatzi's face with a palm!

Ba Niang staggered to hold on to the stone pier and stood firm, while Wu Fatzi fell heavily on the ground two meters away.

Ba Niang put her hand into the small blood pool on the top of the stone pier, and with a churn in the blood pool, Ba Niang's body was originally hit by the rune paper out of the black pit and gradually recovered the prototype, and her emotions gradually calmed down. She looked at Fat Wu a few meters away, and his condition was much worse. Fat Wu's nose was completely crooked to the side, and he couldn't tell whether it was his own blood or the blood on Ba Niang's hand, a large piece of red thorns. His yellow paper armor was also broken from his chest, and the part of his shoulder that was tied with a bamboo stick was almost completely shattered into a bamboo stick and a yellow paper talisman.

"Get up, don't play dead!" Ba Niang shouted.

Fat Wu opened his eyes and glanced at Ba Niang, and got up with a smile. "I really can't fool you." Wu Fatzi said while brushing away the fragments on his body, "It's a pity that I'm in this line, this bamboo frame was specially obtained from the purple bamboo forest." ”

Ba Niang looked at the thin Wu fat man who looked like a bamboo pole and stood up from the ground, and asked mockingly: "Wang Ba's shell is broken, what other way do you have to collect me?" ”

Fat Wu wiped the blood on his face with his sleeve, and accidentally touched his nose that was crooked to the side, grinning in pain. He vigorously broke the other half of the relatively intact yellow paper talisman armor, and hooked it loosely into his fist, acting as a shield. He took out a two-foot-long bamboo whip wrapped in yellow paper talismans from behind his clothes. He shook his head and said with a smile, "Hey, what's the hurry?" The guy has a thing, my brother will play two more laps with you. After that, he used his shield to protect the façade, dragged the bamboo whip and rushed to Ba Niang. Ba Niang floated back a few meters on tiptoe, and as soon as her right hand was raised, a clay pot on the shelf next to her flew out with her gesture. Wu Fatzi hurriedly squatted behind the stone pier, only to hear a crisp sound of "pop", and the clay pot smashed on the stone pier. Before he could probe, several more clay pots smashed on the stone pier one after another, and the crisp sound echoed throughout the room.

"It's over! This old lady likes to smash things! Wu Fatzi squatted behind the stone pier and said hatefully. There was no movement for a long time, so he cautiously poked his head out to take a look, only to see Ba Niang standing there, motionless.

"Done smashing? Hey! It's really a toss-up. Wu Fatzi stood up and saw the broken pottery shards spread on the ground behind the stone pier, but what really surprised him was the large amount of gray-white powder that spilled after the clay pot was broken.

Seeing that Wu Fat Man was surprised, Ba Niang immediately had a weird smile on her face, and said softly: "One of the benefits of blood refining is that it can deceive ghosts. You've heard of this, right? ”

Fat Wu didn't speak, just stared at Ba Niang with a serious face.

The blood line on Ba Niang's face shone again, and the gray-white powder under the stone pier continued to gather at Ba Niang's feet like quicksand, gradually forming four small powder piles. With the turn of her fingers, a gray-complexioned, distorted head emerged from the pile of powder! But only one came out, and the other three powder piles were completely unresponsive.

"Look at what I'm talking about." Fat Wu's nervous mood suddenly dissipated, "Your blood refining has not been completed yet, and you don't have that much spiritual power." Besides, you are not familiar with this ghost, and the ashes gather too slowly, and you must not have completely sealed it when you were a god. ”

"Less nonsense! One can kill you! Ba Niang was instantly enraged, screaming and waving the ghost head in the ashes out. Wu Fatzi didn't watch out at all because he was emotionally relaxed, and when he saw the ghost head flying towards him, he could only quickly cover it with a yellow paper shield. But unexpectedly, the ghost head purred in the air and went around in a circle, and when he opened his mouth, he was about to bite the back of Wu Fatzi's neck. Fat Wu felt that a yin wind floated over his head, and he already understood a little bit in his heart, and he didn't panic, just stuck the bamboo whip in his hand upside down behind his back, protecting the back of his neck and the back of his head, retreating with his front feet, and patting back with a yellow paper shield when he turned around. The ghost head was fast, and it hit the bamboo whip directly, and it was instantly burned out of a black scorch mark from the forehead to the chin, and then it was slapped by the yellow paper shield from the side, and half of the head was completely burned black, and after falling to the ground and gurgling a few times, it turned into a puddle of sand.

"If there's anything else, let's show it together." Wu Fatzi turned around and said proudly.

Wu Fatzi's provocation did not anger Ba Niang, but she laughed "hehehehe" herself. Wu Fatzi didn't take Ba Niang, who hadn't completed the blood refining, to heart before, but after several battles, he felt that Ba Niang's methods were far above those of other powerful ghosts. At this time, she laughed inexplicably, which was not a good sign in Wu Fatzi's opinion. Sure enough, as he expected, when Ba Niang smiled, the green fluorescence in the surrounding walls quickly disappeared, until the entire room was completely annihilated in total darkness. At this time, Ba Niang's fierce laughter came to his ears from almost all directions, and the heart of Wu Fatzi, who was at a disadvantage in an instant, almost stopped beating. Although Wu Fatzi knew that Ba Niang was jealous of the bamboo whip and yellow paper shield in his hand, the yin wind that swept by him from time to time told him that Ba Niang would definitely find a breakthrough in his defense in the end.

"Ba Niang! I have a bamboo whip and a talisman to protect myself, so what can I do to you even if I can't see you? Wu Fat Man spoke with a slight trill, he put the yellow paper shield on the top of his head like a straw hat, the bamboo whip was inserted into the soil, he sat cross-legged with his back against the bamboo whip, and his hands reached into his clothes and secretly groped out two things. Fat Wu sneered, with this baby, it's useless for you to hide anywhere!

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