Four white-clothed ghosts, their eyes were white, and their faces were full of viciousness.

All over the body, a thick black mist erupted.

Those who show their teeth and claws come at us......

Three of us against four ghosts.

It does not have an advantage in numbers, but it can absolutely crush the opponent in terms of strength.

But the four white-clothed ghosts are not as simple as they seem, and they all have the weird characteristics of "can't be killed".

As soon as Mao Jing fought with these white-clothed ghosts, he used his swift swordsmanship to cut off the head of one of the white-clothed ghosts with a single sword.

It stands to reason that the ghost will instantly turn into phosphorus fire and black smoke.

But that's not the case, not only did the white-clothed ghost not die.

The severed head flew back with a "whoosh" after hitting the ground.

It fell back on his neck, intact......

Pan Ling and I also saw this scene, and our faces were full of solemnity.

But I also immediately thought of the scene where when I killed the paper girl before, I needed to cut off the red paper talisman on her body to kill her.

The white-clothed ghost in front of him should have been endowed with similar "abilities".

Otherwise, if he cut off his head, he would definitely be gone.

"Gotta find the weakness of this ghost......"

I whispered, stabbing a white-clothed ghost in the stomach with a sword, but he didn't do anything, and opened his mouth to bite me.

But being kicked over by me is not a real threat......

Behind the four white-clothed ghosts, the black-clothed demon had already stood up again.

He wiped the blood from his mouth with his hand, and said coldly:

"Where did the boy come from, I really don't know whether to live or die.

The four of you can be used as nourishment. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he picked up the dragon head crutch next to him and shook it a few times.

For a while, the sound of "bell bell bell" kept ringing......

The entire mountain forest became cloudy and windy at this time.

Everywhere in the mountains and forests, there is a low roar of "woo woo", like a ghost crying for a soul......

Moreover, another white-clothed ghost has already rushed to his face.

Bursts of ghostly aura shrouded me, and sharp claws pointed straight at my front door.

My figure flashed, and my right hand slashed with a sword.

With a "click", one of the opponent's arms was broken.

But the arm didn't disappear after it hit the ground, and it didn't return to the other party's body.

Instead, it flew straight into the air and grabbed me.

Surprised in my heart, this severed hand can still attack alone?

With a series of shots, he split that arm into three pieces.

After the severed arm hit the ground, it flew back to the white-clothed ghost and grew on his body again.

The rest of the ghosts are in the same situation.

Hack can't die......

But this time, I saw the word "slave" on the white paper on the other party's chest, but it flashed and flashed.

Could it be that there is a weak point?

I haven't made up my mind yet.

Pan Ling, who has yin and yang eyes, gave the answer directly at this time.

"Attack their chests, the slave words of the white paper symbol.

The Qi is the strongest there, and there should be their weakness. ”

Hearing Pan Ling say this, Mao Jing and I locked on the chests of these four white-clothed ghosts.

Mao Jing is one against two, and Pan Ling is against one.

Another ghost in white pounced on me again, very fast.

Sharp claws and fangs make people feel the threat of death.

But the huge advantage of Taoism made me not panic at all.

Do not retreat but advance, a sword slashes out.

With a "bang", the opponent's claws were shaken away, followed by a stab forward.

Accurate, directly pierced the slave character on the opponent's chest.

The white-clothed ghost's face changed suddenly, revealing a look of pain:

"Ahh......h

Tearing shouts, trembling all over.

The entire facial features were distorted at this time.

In the midst of the roar, the eyes and mouth kept spitting out black gas.

The body began to dry up like a deflated ball.

Finally, it exploded with a "buzz" and turned into phosphorus fire and black smoke.

Only one of the "slave" characters that I pierced was left, on my peachwood sword.

Sure enough, this "slave" character is the weakness of this white-clothed ghost.

To kill this kind of paper ghost, you have to pierce the talisman on their body......

As soon as I finished killing one here, Mao Jing kicked a white-clothed ghost away, and a backhand sword pierced the chest of a white-clothed ghost.

The white-clothed ghost also scattered in the same way, leaving behind a white slave paper talisman.

Two of the four died, and one was suppressed by Pan Ling.

Mao Jing and I rushed up to the other white-clothed ghost.

The white-clothed ghost roared twice, turned around and bit Mao Jingpu.

As a result, Mao Jing's two swords cut off his arm, and I stabbed out from behind with a sword, stabbing through the body of the white-clothed ghost on the spot.

Pierce the white slave character on his chest......

"Ah......h

There was another scream, and black gas erupted from his eyes and mouth.

Then the third white-clothed ghost burst open, and phosphorus fire filled the sky.

The last white-clothed ghost can't make waves.

Three to one, it's easier than beating a dog.

In the end, Pan Ling was killed by a sword.

At this time, all four white-clothed ghosts were killed.

It only took less than two minutes before and after, and it was easily solved......

Zhang Yuchen also blocked more than a dozen white paper ghosts, and he had already killed four of them, which can be said to be crushing.

In front of us, only the black-clothed demon with a dragon-headed cane was left.

And the demon didn't run away.

Just standing in place, constantly shaking the dragon head crutch in his hand, and whispering in his mouth.

The sound of "bell bell bell" kept ringing and spread throughout the mountains and forests.

A cold whirlwind swept around, and the trees swayed.

The cold aura around is getting heavier and heavier.

He's summoning demons......

But now whatever he recruits, he has to be killed.

"It's your turn!"

Mao Jing opened his mouth coldly, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and his whole body was full of Taoism.

In the early days of strength, it was consistent with my path.

The man in black sneered:

"You used the Qingtian Talisman, just a little Taoist priest coming down from Qingcheng Mountain.

I was careless in letting you succeed in the sneak attack just now.

Now, I dare to be presumptuous in front of this seat.

You can hear it, Huangquan Valley paper maker; Cold icebergs. ”