The foundation of a ghost and a paper man, in Fan Wu's eyes, cannot be hidden at all.

Their attributes were weaker than the blue-faced water ghosts that Fan Wu had encountered before.

Fan Wu remembered the [life] attribute of the blue-faced water ghost, which had 234 points.

And the [Force] has reached an astonishing 5 points.

Comparatively......

This white-clad ghost and giant paper man.

It's just a little bit worse.

But......

"They are only a little worse than the blue-faced water ghosts, but they are higher than Yang Yizi and the foul-mouthed abbot, even if the two of them each bring two helpers to help, I'm afraid they are not opponents."

Reality is not a game, even if it is a game, it is difficult to kill monsters across higher attributes!

This also means that I ...... tonight You may not be able to paddle and enjoy it.

There's no way, these six teammates who formed a temporary team don't seem to be particularly reliable.

At the moment when this thought just fell!

Fan Wu caught a glimpse of a figure flying towards him.

That figure that looks a little fat, isn't the abbot of the Golden Dragon Temple, who else could it be?

Boom!!!

A few steps away from Fan Wu, the abbot of Jinlong Temple slammed into the ground, smashing several bluestone slabs on the ground.

Fan Wu faintly heard the sound of bones cracking.

"Puff cough! This ghost has a lot of strength...... Special mother, careless, I can't fight it, Buddha. Cough hiss! It's a fucking pain, I won't fold here tonight, right? ”

The abbot of Jinlong Temple struggled to get up, the robe on his body was torn, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, looking extremely embarrassed.

Yang Yizi on the other side was also in a hurry to deal with the attack of the giant paper man.

The huge paper figures can be split into small paper figures.

And the little paper man split out is not weak.

Yang Yizi seems to be very jealous of those little paper figures.

He didn't want these little paper figures to touch him.

Yang Yizi sprinkled a talisman and a talisman out, and his mouth was full of words, and the speed of his speech was amazing.

But the consequence of using a lot of talismans is that the mana consumption is extremely high.

Fan Wu had already seen that Yang Yizi's face began to become more and more pale.

The old Taoist priest held the hand of the peachwood sword......

All trembling.

Comparing the attribute information of the enemy and us, Fan Wu can guess that Yang Yizi and the abbot of Jinlong Temple are not necessarily the opponents of the resentful ghost and the paper man......

But are they falling to the bottom too quickly?

Yang Yizi was still struggling to support him, and the abbot of Jinlong Temple was already a little overwhelmed, because as soon as he got up, your white-clothed ghost attacked again, as if he wanted to kill him.

"Alas......"

Fan Wu stood up.

The Northern Black Gallop Horn Demon Breaking Sword in his hand had already come out of its sheath the moment he got up!

The sharp cold light on the blade was extremely dazzling, and the murderous aura began to spread outward.

He stepped forward with one foot, and in just a few steps, he reached the abbot of the Golden Dragon Temple, and the Demon Male Sword in his hand slashed down!

The blade of the sword was almost scraped against the bare scalp of the abbot of the Golden Dragon Temple.

Immediately, I only heard a clear sound of "tearing".

A foot of white cloth was cut down.

"Daoist Fan?" The abbot of Jinlong Temple swallowed his spit secretly, and touched his big bald head with palpitations.

He was afraid that he would not be able to touch his brain.

OK......

Fan Dao's long hand is very steady.

Otherwise, he may not have died in the hands of the resentful ghost tonight, but died under Fan Dao's long sword in advance.

That's too unjust!

However, Fan Wu's tall and straight back also gave him a huge sense of security, this disciple of the Heavenly Master, finally made a move!

Harm!

It's all because I'm too weak!

There is no way to solve such a white-clothed resentful ghost, and Fan Daochang has to come to the rescue.

The abbot of Jinlong Temple felt a little embarrassed.

He was ashamed.

But then again, why is Daoist Fan's method of exorcising ghosts and demons different from Daoist Yang Yizi?

Daoist Yang Yizi is preparing all kinds of magic weapons, all kinds of talismans, and he has been chanting spells in his mouth, and at first glance he is a Taoist priest with special experience.

Fan Daochang's painting style seems to be different from that of Yang Yizi Daochang, he didn't use any talismans, let alone arrange the altar.

The sword in his hand is not a peachwood sword, but a sword that can kill people at first glance.

……

What the abbot of Jinlong Temple thought in his heart, Fan Wu was not interested.

All he had in his eyes was the white-clothed ghost.

[The resentful ghost that the Oiran turned into after death - Life: 144 - Force: 4.8 - Skill: Dancing sleeves, hallucinogenic technique]

After the white-clothed ghost fought with the abbot of the Golden Dragon Temple, it was not without injuries.

The [life] attribute has been reduced from 173 to 144, indicating that the abbot of Jinlong Temple is still somewhat useful.

Well.

Useful.

But not much.

"Like the blue-faced water ghost last night, there doesn't seem to be any reason to speak of......" Looking at the rich resentment on the white-clothed ghost's terrifying face as pale as paper, Fan Wugang wanted to take a step forward.

But at this moment, his mind suddenly went into a trance.

The next moment!

The white-clothed resentful ghost not far in front of him let out a scream and flew towards him, and the white-clothed resentful ghost's sleeves were like two poisonous snakes, probing towards Fan Wu!

When Fan Wu came to his senses, the two sleeved robes were already in front of him, and they were about to hit him.

Hallucination!

Fan Wu immediately knew that he had just been tricked, but his expression did not change in the slightest, there was not the slightest panic in his eyes, and his brain thinking was unusually clear.

He reacted quickly to one side, dodging a sleeve robe that crashed into him.

One hand reaches into his bosom, and the other swings his sword with his backhand.

A sword is slashed out.

Another struck sleeve robe, colliding with the Demon Breaker Sword!

After all, the Demon Breaking Sword is the sword of the True Martial Emperor.

Even if it's just a sword of a god, it's not something that a mere ghost can touch porcelain.

The sleeve robe was easily cut off by the Broken Demon Sword!

But the white-clothed ghost is already flying away!

Fan Wufang stretched out a hand in his arms, and suddenly withdrew it at this critical moment!

A large amount of incense burner ashes were raised, and the white-clothed resentful ghost who pounced on him was caught off guard.

The ashes of the incense burner fell on the body of the white-clothed ghost, and a large area of red flames suddenly ignited.

The face and body of the white-clothed ghost were touched by the ashes of the incense burner, and a large amount of white smoke came out of it.

And make a corrosive sound like "zizi".

It slammed into its swoop.

When he was only two steps away from Fan Wu, he fell headlong towards the ground.

On that terrifying face that people couldn't bear to look at directly, an unbearable look of pain appeared, and a terrible scream pierced the eardrums: "Shhh!!!h ”

Take advantage of it!

Kill it!

How could Fan Wu miss such a great opportunity?

He gave the white-clothed resentful ghost who fell to the ground, and it was directly a sword in the head!

The Demon Breaker Sword easily severed its arms, and an even more terrifying pain struck the white-clothed ghost.

Its screams of pain grew even more poignant.

Yang Yizi, who was embarrassed not far away to deal with the giant paper man, couldn't help but take the time to turn his head and look sideways.

At this look, Yang Yizi was dumbfounded!

He watched as Fan Wu was like a butcher slaughtering livestock, holding a big sword that was very similar to the "Northern Black Chi Gon Horn Demon Breaking Sword".

Sword after sword fell.

dismembered a terrifying white-clothed ghost "alive......

Looking at that skillful movement, Yang Yizi couldn't help but seriously doubt, did Fan Daoyou dismember the corpses of living people?

"Hiss!!"

Yang Yizi gasped!

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