Accompanied by bursts of coughing, a figure galloped past under the spring sun, his black monk's robe fluttering in the wind.
Taoist Master Baiyun was very scared. He just wanted to stay away from this place and escape back to Qingfengguan as soon as possible.
Mainly because it got sidetracked.
He never expected that the inconspicuous Taoist priest from Maoshan and an ordinary young man.
How could he solve the difficult problem of cat demon possession in such an understatement?
As soon as the matter was resolved, he understood that he could no longer stay
He instigated the concierge to uncover the talisman, hoping to make the Wang family's muddy water even more filthy.
So you can make your own arrangements.
Now I feel that I have been involved in it.
Of course the only option is to run away.
But he never noticed that a golden-haired rat the size of a cat had been following him, its short legs swaying around, and its speed was not slowing down at all.
Taoist Master Baiyun ran for an unknown amount of time, until the sun turned westward, he finally stopped and found a huge rock to rest.
When I started running, I didn't notice it yet.
When I stopped, I felt an unbearable pain in my chest, which was stained with blood.
He looked back and looked at the road. There was a turbulence, but no one was chasing him. "Huh, it's finally safe..."
"Yao Dao, where are you running?"
Suddenly, a long roar came, shaking the surrounding areas.
Bai Yun's expression changed drastically, and while he was panicking, out of the corner of his eye, he could already see a figure coming from behind him.
His eyes were focused, and it was easy to recognize him on the mountain road when the sky was still bright. It was the young man named Xu.
Xu Ping came riding on the wind.
I learned from the concierge that the Taoist priest Baiyun actually colluded with the bandits to plot the Wang family's property.
And the concierge was bribed by him, promising huge profits.
The more Wang listened, the more frightened he became, and he prepared to go to the police station for help.
Uncle Jiu was so furious that his veins popped out, and he rushed towards Bai Yun's room.
But I never thought that the Taoist leader had already fled long ago when he saw that the situation was not good.
Fortunately, Xu Ping was prepared and found out after some perception.
This Taoist Master Baiyun is running under the sun to pay homage to his lost dream of getting rich.
During the pursuit, Xu Ping ran faster and faster without even touching the ground.
With more than 20 years of Taoist blessings, how can I take it easy?
Although he had never learned the art of wind control, his true energy moved his limbs and bones, and his body was as light as a swallow. His speed was much faster than him, and he was finally the first to catch up with him.
However, it was only because of the golden-haired rat that he was able to discern the direction. As for Uncle Jiu and Gu Nianhua, they didn't know where they were left at this time.
Seeing the distance between the two getting closer, Bai Yun knew that he could not escape and must deal with him first.
Taoist Master Baiyun stood up abruptly, turned around and looked at Xu Ping who had stopped, and said angrily: "Young man, please stop meddling in other people's business."
Xu Ping, with a copper coin sword in one hand and a willow sword in the other, slowly stepped forward and said calmly: "I must take care of it."
Taoist Master Baiyun was furious: "I don't know whether to live or die."
He did not see the scene where Xu Ping was entranced. He only thought that the two young men who came here were led by Uncle Jiu and followed him to practice.
But seeing that he dared to chase after him, he must have some moral character, so he should not underestimate the enemy.
Taoist Master Baiyun thought quickly, put his hand into his robe, took out a small yellow flag, and waved it in the air.
If you don't agree with each other, dance?!
Xu Ping was startled for a moment and thought to himself, it was really very fancy.
His luck worked hard, and the copper coin sword came out with a golden light.
Just at this moment, three black smokes rose from the yellow flag, dancing wildly in the sky, and howling ghostly.
The golden light directly penetrated the three black smoke, and the evil ghost hiding in it screamed, and was immediately strangled to death by the power of pure Yang unmatched by the copper coin sword.
this……
Taoist Priest Baiyun was stunned for a moment. My ghost ghost is just gone?
But the next moment, he was no longer allowed to think.
The brilliant golden light of the copper coin sword was already approaching, flying towards his chest quickly.
"Zheng!"
The sound of metal and stone intersecting is soft and long, like the sound of drums and bells.
Bai Yun held another magic weapon in his hand, and the golden bell he held out collided with the copper coin sword, knocking the copper coin sword back.
However, after receiving this blow, his face turned pale, and when he opened his mouth, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
There was no reward...Xu Ping gave him an annoyed look.
You Netherworld Ghost Demon is too weak to be looked down upon by the Yin Yang Illustrated Book!
Looking at the old Taoist in front of him, Xu Ping slashed his swords in front of him, bursting out a string of sparks, and asked himself: "Hey, old Taoist, do you have any monsters there?"
Feeling that he was being slighted, Taoist Priest Baiyun's face darkened: "Don't be so arrogant."
As he spoke, two streaks of black smoke emerged from the cuffs of his hands, mixed with seven grimaces, and they rushed over ferociously.
Although Xu Ping took advantage of his words, he always remained highly focused.
He didn't want to capsize the boat in this gutter.
Seeing the ghostly face in the black smoke, the black smoke suddenly broke out, opened its ferocious mouth, and bit it fiercely.
Xu Ping slashed down with his sword.
Unexpectedly, Taoist Master Baiyun learned the lesson this time. He shook his arms and his grimace quickly retracted into the black smoke.
And the two black smoke, as the arms shook, swayed in the air, changed positions, and quickly hit Xu Ping.
So that’s it.
Xu Ping saw through it at a glance. What was really difficult to deal with was not the black smokey face in front of him, but the Taoist Master Baiyun who controlled it.
He turned a blind eye to the black smoke in front of him.
Xu Ping directly wanted to pass through the gaps between several ghost faces, but these ghost faces were embedded in the black smoke, changing directions so quickly, and kept flashing, directly blocking his way.
However, Taoist Priest Baiyun never noticed.
At this time, Xu Ping's position was already within the shooting range, and the copper coin sword in his hand shot out again.
Facing the overwhelming golden light, Taoist Master Baiyun was frightened and did not dare to take risks rashly. He clamped his arms and the seven ghostly faces in the black smoke locked the copper coin sword tightly.
At this moment, Xu Ping inserted his free hand into his pocket, and when he escaped, he threw out a handful of paper figurines, drawing countless white shadows in the air.
All said and done, Paper Man is still easy to use, it can fight and do work.
Seeing the flying paper figures flying across the sky, the white clouds were calm and calm, and the mahogany sword was about to sweep away, but unexpectedly, there was a pain in the leg.
A golden-haired rat bit his calf, staring straight at him without blinking.
Old Taoist Baiyun's eyes were wide-eyed, with veins popping out. He raised his sword and stabbed, angrily cursing: "Beast!"
Seeing that the Golden-haired Rat was about to die here, he saw the Golden-haired Rat showing a flattering smile.
In the eyes of Old Taoist Baiyun, it looks more like a beautiful woman smiling...
Jianfeng unconsciously slowed down a beat. The golden-haired squirrel completed its task and jumped directly into the jungle and disappeared.
What's going on, I actually treated a mouse...
Are you excited?!
Just when he was stunned and confused, seven or eight paper figures surrounded him, hugging his legs, hugging his waist, and hugging his hands.
Really, he is a big man.
A cold look flashed in Xu Ping's eyes, and the willow sword in his hand, surrounded by thunder and lightning, flew out through the air with an unstoppable momentum.
Bai Yun was suddenly startled, his face was as white as paper, and he was almost the same as the paper figures surrounding him.
"No, no, I..." The flash of lightning in his brown pupils continued to expand, and he was so panicked that he couldn't even understand what he was begging for mercy.
It was only then that he could distinguish it from the lightning in front of him.
The other party has at least twenty years of Taoism. He, a wild Taoist priest who has become a monk halfway, cannot compete with him.
The willow sword held the brilliant divine thunder and pierced the old Tao's abdomen directly, leaving a scar at the mouth of a bowl.
The electric arc remaining in the body instantly traveled throughout the body, making a crackling sound. Under the power of thunder, the soul did not survive a round before turning into powder.
Along with the black smoke grimace and a strange scream, it disappeared from sight.
Xu Ping bent down to pick up the copper coin sword, took back the willow sword, and stuffed it into his sleeve. It was very convenient. This was the advantage of being short.
The golden squirrel came galloping forward and stood in front of him. Xu Ping took off his beautiful face, and the golden squirrel instantly transformed into an ordinary gray squirrel, and its body shape returned to normal.
"Go ahead and dig holes."
Just throw it away after use, it's a tool rat.
After doing all this, he stood there and waited for a while, his eyes filled with mist, and the Yin-Yang Illustrated Book came online:
Killing monsters: the way of monsters.
Reward: The art of ghost.
Hiss...Ghost way!
A ball of soul fragments fell into his hand. Xu Ping exclaimed in his heart and crushed it hard.
A wisp of black smoke penetrated the mouth and nose, and the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling echoed in the ears.
All kinds of ghost techniques, mysterious and treacherous, rolled back and forth in my mind, and they were all understood in an instant.