Ghost School

Chapter 173 Ghost Qi Offsets Sword Qi
"As expected of the person who broke into my psychic school together, he cared so much about him. If I said he was dead, what would you do?"

The old pedant's voice was like the friction of metal, which was extremely harsh.

Fatty Long looked calm, but his voice was extremely cold.

"If Xiaomeng loses all of her hair, Fat Lord, I will definitely rip your soul into pieces, make your soul fly away, and you will never be reborn forever."

The old pedant's face was cold. He looked at the people around Long Pang and the others. When he saw Li Wudao, Xin Ya and Bo Yunfei, his emotionless eyes revealed a gleam of joy.

"Let the grasping soul fly away? If Ou Ning said this sentence, maybe I would believe it. Do you think you can be my opponent with the help of a few psychics?" The old pedant's body was floating in mid-air. Let out a little pressure.

Long Pang's body jumped up, and the Buddha's light overflowed from his body.

The old pedant was a little surprised.

"Although I know that you worship the old monk Fahai as your teacher, I never thought that your cultivation has reached such a level. It seems that your Buddha nature is good, but it's a pity that you are far from my opponent now." said the pedant.

The sound of chanting bursts sounded, and a phantom of Buddha was shrouded on Long Fat's body. The Buddha's eyes were wide open, with a murderous look on his face, and even the most sacred Buddha's light on his body was full of murderous intent.

"Angry Buddha Vajra" Long Fat roared, and charged away like an old scholar.

The old pedant shook his head lightly, only to see a black ghostly aura condense in front of him into a huge palm, he stroked Fatty Long lightly, the phantom Buddha image on Fatty Long immediately dissipated, and Fatty Long was also caught by this A palm shot back directly.

The Buddhist kung fu method is supposed to restrain ghosts and the like most, so Long Pang was the first to attack, but he didn't expect that he couldn't even last a round in the hands of the old pedant when he used the Wrathful Buddha Vajra.

Seeing that Long Pang was defeated by one move, Xuan Lingzi, Li Wudao, Li Yitu and others immediately made a move.

I saw that the mahogany sword in Xuan Lingzi's hand contained the aura of Dao, and several sword auras condensed into substance in the air, roaring towards the old scholar, the piercing sound of piercing the air was shocking.

But those sword qi seemed to have pierced into nothingness, disappeared in the air, and did not cause even the slightest damage to the old pedant.

The stone tablet turned into by Li Wudao's mobile phone bombarded him, but the old scholar's body instantly turned into air. Li Wudao held the stone tablet with both hands, and passed through the old scholar's body.

The colorful hair in Li Yitu's hand had just covered the old scholar's body, but the next moment he walked out from the restrained hair as if there was nothing to stop him, and Li Yitu was stunned.

"Damn it." Seeing this scene, Fatty Long yelled, "Xiaomeng, if you're still alive, get out of trouble quickly, this old thing can't be beaten at all."

Fatty Long's voice is very thin, but it is very penetrating, enough to pass through the light shield and enter the light.

But there was no response.

Nothing really happened to Xiaomeng, right?Fatty Long thought of this, but then he quickly threw this thought out of his mind. In his opinion, as long as he didn't see the real Xiaomeng, he would not believe anything. He knew that Xiaomeng was still alive and was waiting for his brothers to save him .

Long Pang jumped up again, with Buddha's radiance on his body, like a lighthouse above the sea, but this lighthouse is more sacred and solemn.

"Let me go, Xiaomeng!" A roar came from the phantom of the Buddha on Fatty Long's body.

With a wave of Fatty Long's hand, a huge golden palm, like a mountain of five fingers, descended from the sky and took a picture of the old scholar.

The old pedant's expression became a little dignified. He could feel Long Fatty's angry blow. Among them, Fowei was so powerful that even he had to be cautious, so after thinking about it for a second, his body moved back decisively for a while. distance.

With a loud bang, the huge Jin Guang palm fell from the sky and fell into the older child, splashing ten thousand zhang high waves.

At the same time, Li Yitu's colored hair quietly rushed out of the sea and directly rushed towards the feet of the old pedant, but the old pedant's feet seemed to have a pair of eyes, fiercely facing the rushing colored hair. As soon as he stepped on the ground, his whole body flew up another ten feet in an instant, and after the blow, the hair fell into the sea again. Li Yitu quickly retracted the colored hair, with a heartache on his face, this thing is With one and one less, he didn't want to ask Aunt Yun to kill such a monster when he didn't have one.

Li Wudao's figure had already circled behind the old scholar at some point. He held a huge stone tablet and slapped it directly at the back of the old scholar's head. Although he didn't make a sound, the old scholar still found his trace and grabbed it with his backhand. Standing on the edge of the stele, he threw the stele and Li Wudao out.

At this moment, a mad dragon with sword aura descended from the sky. It was composed of countless sword auras, and it roared in the air.

The sword once again appeared in front of Xuan Lingzi, although it was not a real thing, it was better than a real one.

The mad sword dragon enveloped the old scholar in it, and then flew to the sea surface with the old scholar, but before reaching the sea surface, endless black ghost energy overflowed, the mad sword dragon exploded from it, and countless sword energy disappeared In the world, the old pedant was shrouded in darkness and looked at Xuan Lingzi coldly.

"The way of sword is mixed with the way of nature. You are a genius, but unfortunately you can't use it for me." The old pedant's voice was cold, and then a skull flew out of the billowing black air, flying towards Xuan Lingzi.

Xuan Lingzi seemed to be facing a formidable enemy, hundreds of sword qi floated behind him, and for a while, the sword qi crisscrossed the sea, and the skull spit out black ghost aura, and each ghost qi canceled out a sword qi.

Xuan Lingzi frowned slightly, and then he squeezed the formula with both hands, a golden mask appeared around his body, the black ghost breath exhaled by the skull, when it touched the golden mask, it immediately turned into a blue smoke.

Xuan Lingzi held the mahogany sword upright in front of him, squeezed out a piece of yellowed talisman paper with one hand, said this in his mouth, the talisman paper flew out of his hand automatically, flew around the mahogany sword, and ignited by itself. The flame did not go out but moved to the mahogany sword.

Although the flaming mahogany sword was raging, the mahogany did not ignite.

Looking at the skull that was still exhaling ghostly aura, Xuan Lingzi let out a cold snort, and flew up. The flaming mahogany sword in his hand pierced the skull's mouth. There was a tremor, and the skull exploded. The ghost technique was broken.

Seeing that Xuan Lingzi could resist the old pedant for a while, Long Fatty was overjoyed. He secretly communicated with Li Yitu and others, and jumped into the sea. His obese body seemed to turn into a fish, facing the golden light in the bottom of the sea. Cover up to swim.

(End of this chapter)