The peach wood sword of the Yimei Taoist is made of a hundred years of peach wood heart, soaked in black dog blood for 7749 days, and the power of dispelling evil is impregnated with wood grain, and the combination of dog blood and peach wood is to be yang and strong, and it is specialized in overcoming demons and monsters.

After the True Yuan Urging of the Zhongyuan Realm, the power of the Peachwood Sword was stimulated to the extreme, and the sword qi that burst out was able to kill ghosts and monsters with low cultivation points in seconds, and it was not a lie.

But the female ghost in red is not an idle person, she can ride from a ghost to a tiger, and her cultivation is definitely not shallow.

The peachwood sword burst out with sword energy, pink mixed with dark red, and there was hidden danger in the gorgeous and stunning, and it killed the female ghost in red directly!

"Look for death!"

The female ghost in red scolded sharply and let out a burst of screams.

"Roar!"

The golden-eyed tiger let out a roar, and circles of invisible ripples spread out, and the powerful sound skill was hard to block a peachwood sword qi in front of it, stalemate.

"Tiger Demon?" Yimei Daoist frowned, his face was heavy, and with a tentative attack, he could already roughly see the details of the other party.

Although she has not seen the true face of the female ghost in red, it can be seen from her clothes and strong resentment that she is by no means a ghost who was simply bitten to death by a tiger, but suffered inhuman humiliation in her life and went into the mountains to seek death.

Unexpectedly, after the female ghost in red became a ghost, she was able to control the tiger against the guest, and this big-eyed tiger was also unusual, rampant and domineering in the deep mountains and old forests for more than ten years, and had eaten a lot of people.

"Fuxing, have you finished ordering the rune paper!" Yimei Daoren hurriedly asked.

"It's done, Master!" replied Lin Fuxing.

"Why hasn't the ghost soldier and ghost general come out yet!" asked anxiously as the Yimei Daoist cautiously confronted the tiger demon and the ghost.

"Master, I don't know the way either, maybe I'm on the way!" Lin Fuxing said.

"Fuxing, you use Master's copper coin sword to deal with the demon tiger, and I will help you after I subdue the ghost!"

"Yes!" Lin Fuxing took out a copper plate from the bag behind his back, and there was a clanging sound inside, all of which were ancient copper coins, which were old and had copper green spots on them.

The red-clothed female ghost riding a tiger was not in a hurry to go up and fight with Yimei Daoren, she was also afraid of Yimei Daoist and didn't want to fight with him.

"Stinky Daoist, don't meddle with your business!" the red-clothed ghost screamed, and the tiger below her bared its teeth at the Yimei Daoist, its yellow-orange fangs bent down, leaving a sticky saliva in its mouth.

The red-clothed ghost shook his head suddenly, his long unkempt hair fluttering, revealing a pale face and a beautiful face.

"It's beautiful!"

Lin Fuxing said stupidly, his eyes lit up, and his mind was almost lost.

"Look at your little bit of talent! You haven't opened your eyes, don't be blinded by the illusion in front of you!"

The red-clothed ghost was delicate and graceful before her death, but before she died, she was gnawed by the tiger under her, which was unbearable, and she didn't describe it at all, it was all rotten meat, and the head of the mantis was gnawed to only half of it, hanging on the broken neck, and the plump pair of white rabbits were also bitten to only one-third, and the virgin fragrance in the evening breeze was actually the stench of rotting corpses, crawling with maggots.

"I've become a ghost, why don't you still give up my broken body!" asked the Taoist with a single eyebrow, giving birth to compassion, he didn't cultivate his feelings, he understood the sophistication of human feelings, and guessed that the red-clothed ghost was miserable in his life.

"Stinky Daoist, what do you know!

Too forgetful?

Yimei Daoist is not happy, whether he has reached the realm of too much forgetfulness is not to say, it is the flirtatious tone of the red-clothed ghost that makes him unhappy.

"Evil ghost, I accepted you if I didn't listen to persuasion, and you will continue to endanger the world!" shouted Yimei Daoren, lifted the apricot yellow robe on his body, shook his arm, and brushed it over as a banner.

"Wow"

The apricot robe opened and expanded in the wind, flying high into the air, and after covering a night sky, it was like a mountain peak, suppressed and fell.

"Carving insect skills, break it for me!" the red-clothed ghost sneered, his fingers poking out his red nails, like five sharp arrows flying out, turning into five sharp rays and shooting towards the apricot yellow robe.

The female ghost's nails flew freely, and she was actually sacrificed into a flying sword, and she had the ability to do it, five red rays crossed the sky, and when a nail flying sword bypassed the trees, there was a click, and the trees with the big mouth of the bowl were broken.

With such sharp nails flying swords, the apricot yellow robe made of terrifying cloth can't withstand it.

"Tai Chi gossip, subduing demons and subduing demons!"

With an eyebrow Taoist pinching trick, attracting the shallow power of Tai Chi gossip, you can subdue demons and subdue demons.

The apricot zodiac robe trembled, the Tai Chi Bagua on the chest emitted a bright light, the black and white divine light shone, with supreme power, the shining ghost had nowhere to hide, and the five nails flying sword nails directly hit back.

"What a powerful Taoist!" The red-clothed ghost found that he was still a light enemy, and the Yimei Daoist was stronger than he imagined.

"Let's go!" The red-clothed ghost slapped the tiger's head, not wanting to fight hard with a Yimei Daoist, so thirty-six strategies were the best strategy!

"Where to go, take it all in one go!"

"Yes!"

After Fu Xing received the order, he suddenly threw out the seven copper coins in the copper box, shining brightly, and shot at the escaped tiger.

"Roar!"

The tiger demon roared again, pierced through the golden cracking stone, and drank the seven copper coins down.

"Hmph, how can my seven-star copper coin be so easy to break?, full of seven stars!" Yimei Daoren's cultivation is exquisite, and while controlling the apricot yellow robe in the sky, he controls the seven-star copper coin.

At first, the seven-star copper coin was in Lin Fuxing's hands, and it could not exert its due power, but now it is taken over by Yimei Dao himself, and the power is naturally very different.

"Snort"

The speed of the seven copper coins increased dramatically, dragging their comet-like tails in the dark night, and striking the red-clothed ghost on the tiger's back.

"Why is the stinky Taoist priest's Taoism so strong!" The red-clothed ghost seemed to have long eyes on his back, and his hair flicked, like a pile of jet-black seaweed swept in.

With a "bang", seven copper coins and long hair collided together, and as a result, the stars soared, and the head of the red-clothed ghost burst directly in mid-air, and maggots shattered, splashing everywhere.

Lin Fuxing saw a beautiful head, but it turned out to be a half-crippled corpse and almost vomited.

"Hmph, you can't leave!"

The wind under the feet of the Yimei Dao man caught up directly.

After the seven copper coins exploded the head of the red-clothed ghost, they directly surpassed the demon tiger and intercepted it under the cloth in front, and the copper coins flashed with starlight, dotted in the night sky, really like stars.

"Don't push me!" the red-clothed ghost screamed so violently that even a single eyebrow was trembling.

With a "bang", a puddle of black blood bloomed, and the red-clothed ghost was forced to explode her corpse directly, exploding a little starry copper coin, and riding a tiger into the black forest.

"Can you escape?" Yimei Daoist stepped forward, one palm opened, and the seven copper coins that exploded took the initiative to fly back to his palm, and in the sonorous metal crash, they assembled into a starry seven-star copper coin sword!

At the same time, the Yimei Daoist held the finger of the hundred-year-old peachwood sword to the sky, and then fell!

The apricot yellow robe that flew over the black forest fell, and Tai Chi emitted a black and white light, pressing down the gloomy black forest.

"Bang", "Bang", "Bang"

A series of explosions, the black forest burst into flames, lighting up half of the sky!

"Ahh

The screams of female ghosts and the painful roars of demon tigers can be heard from the black forest.

"Dao Chief, please let us go!" said the red-clothed ghost in the black woods.

"When you killed people, didn't they ask you for help!" Yimei Daoist asked, holding a seven-star copper coin sword in one hand and a hundred-year-old peach wood sword in the other, and jumped directly into the black forest.

"Stinky Taoist, you can't die a good death! I'm eliminating harm for the people, and killing all bad people!" came out of the red-clothed ghost with a hateful curse!

"Bad guys, bad guys naturally have legal sanctions!"

"Then the law can't punish it, and the bad guys are still at large!" roared the red-clothed ghost.

Yimei Daoist was stunned for a moment, and scolded: "Nonsense, nonsense! Even so, it is not the turn of the ghost to make a move!"

"Death!"

Yimei Daoist rushed into the black forest, his face suddenly turned black, in the eye of the sky, the black forest ghost shadow was heavy, and he immediately killed the Quartet, the seven-star copper coin sword swept away the Dao Dao starlight, like the light of the starry river, the black tree trunk burst into flames, and many trees showed their faces and screamed.

The hundred-year-old peachwood sword showed its might, the sword qi was like a rainbow, sweeping the past, and the ghosts were scattered by the strong yang energy!

The apricot yellow robe glows in the sky above the woods, and the Tai Chi Bagua rotates to protect the Dharma for the Yimei Daoist, preventing him from being invaded by ghosts, and at the same time illuminating the direction to prevent the Yimei Daoist from getting lost in the black forest.

Yimei Dao is humane, worthy of being a monk in the Zhongyuan Realm, slashing ghosts all the way, chasing the red-clothed ghosts.

"Daoist, you have crossed the line!"

At this time, two ghosts jumped out of the two pitch-black trees, one with a pale face, prominent eyes, and a long blood-red tongue that could spit out from his mouth, it was a hanged ghost hanging in the black forest, and an unkempt ghost with a strange appearance and erect hair, like an explosive head!

"Two more ghosts!"

Yimei Dao was awe-inspiring in his heart, his thoughts were calm, and he couldn't help asking: "This is the world, a place for the living, and if you want to say that the realm is also you ghosts!"

"Is the human world a place for those scum?" the hanged man sneered.

"I don't care what kind of unfair treatment you received during your lifetime, the Three Realms have their own rules, and you can't be wild!" Yimei Daoist shouted, the peach wood sword and the seven-star copper coin sword in his hand came out of his hand, turning into two sword rainbows, one rushing towards the unkempt ghost, and the other rushing towards the hanged ghost, he actually wanted to fight one against two.

At this time, Lin Fuxing was pacing anxiously at the edge of the black forest, wondering whether to rush in or not, with his status of the fourth or fifth level of the lower yuan, he would be sent to death if he entered, but Lin Fuxing wanted to give him the magic weapon of the Yimei Daoist.

"Why hasn't the Yin Yang White Candle Road invited ghost soldiers and ghost generals, could it be that the ninety-nine eighty-one ghost talismans have burned in vain?" Lin Fuxing said anxiously, while looking at the White Candle Road.

Suddenly, the wind and clouds above the White Candle Road changed, and a deep wormhole appeared out of thin air, and a white figure fell from it, falling firmly to the ground.

"Oops, which bastard is plotting against your Su Ye, come out and let me spank!" The figure who fell to the ground stood up, covered his buttocks, and scolded with bared teeth, he was naturally sucked away inexplicably, and woke up with a stomach full of anger!

"Yin Soldier Yin General!"

Lin Fuxing seemed to see the savior, and suddenly had a feeling of seeing the bright moon through the clouds and mist, and hurriedly ran over.

"Yin Soldier Yin General, are you?" he was stunned for a moment, and when he saw the ninety-nine eighty-one white candles on the ground, he showed an evil smile.

"Please save my master!" Lin Fuxing pleaded, as if he didn't understand the evil smile that woke up.

"Who is your master?" asked Su Xing immediately into a state of mind, and asked seriously.

"Lin Zhengying!"