Unexpectedly, Zhang Xun stretched out his skinny left hand and caught the Silver Moon Scimitar. Where the palms and the blade were in contact, the two white and black auras were constantly fighting. What surprised me was that the black air on his body actually eroded the Silver Moon Scimitar, and soon the blade began to become rusty.

"Ignorance rats, I am a ghost hero, you can't beat me..."

Before he finished speaking, the T-shirt man inserted a sword into his throat. Zhang Xun let go of my scimitar and was forced to take a few steps back, then he pushed his sword to stab the T-shirt man.

The T-shirt man was very flexible in avoiding his sword edge. The eight-sided sword in his hand quickly opened several holes on him. His zombie-like body did not shed a drop of blood and soon began to heal.

Zhang Xun grabbed the eight-sided Han sword with his hand, and at the same time waved the sword to slash at the T-shirt man, who had to let go of his hands.

Zhang Xun held the eight-sided Han sword in his hand, and black smoke kept coming out where the palms and the sword blades came into contact. He inserted his sword to the ground, held the hilt of the eight-sided Han sword with his other hand, and used his hands to secretly try. He actually wanted to break the eight-sided Han sword!

I noticed that the man in the T-shirt was muttering, and the eight-sided Han sword suddenly emitted a strong blue light, which actually shook Zhang Xun away. The Han sword turned around in the air and returned steadily to the man in the T-shirt. This hand was so handsome.

At this time, the ghost soldiers around were beaten by the people, so Zhang Xun looked around and looked a little sad.

I advised: "General Zhang, the situation is over, you should surrender!"

He shrugged his shoulders and sneered, smiling a little hideously: "The three armies can seize the commander, but every man cannot seize the ambition. Even if I fight to the point of being wiped out, I will never surrender!"

What an iron-minded man, just like he would rather die than surrender during his lifetime.

The man in the T-shirt showed a slight anger on his face and said, "Then I will satisfy you!"

He rushed over with a quick step, his sword as fast as thunder and lightning, as fierce as wildfire, which I have never seen before. Could it be that he has retained his strength all the time?

The man in the T-shirt forced Zhang Xun so hard that he had no power to fight back. As he was hit, something flew into the air and stuck it on the ground not far away. When I looked up, it turned out to be the arm that Zhang Xun held the sword.

The man in T-shirt swept a few swords and slashed Zhang Xun's other arm and leg.

Zhang Xun, who was cut into a stick in a blink of an eye, knelt on the ground halfway, and the yin energy began to gather at the broken hands and feet. The man in the T-shirt shouted at me: "Jiulin, seal him quickly!"

I took the doll from Little Red Riding Hood, ran over, and directly pressed the doll onto him, and began to chant a spell in my mouth. I saw Zhang Xun's body turned into a black air and was sucked into the doll.

However, after being sealed, the doll still moved a few restlessly. I have never seen such a powerful ghost before.

The evil fight was finally over, and the surrounding ghost soldiers were settled. The black air that was scattered in the night sky was like a thick dark cloud, even the stars and moon were covered.

It is not the time to rest now, so I placed the doll that sealed Zhang Xun on the open space and said to the ghosts of the people: "If you have revenge, if you have revenge, if you have revenge, you will be here for your grudges!"

The people stared at their empty eyes and moved step by step, and we hurriedly left here.

Soon, the people were like crazy, holding the doll and biting it wildly. The scene was so cruel. Zhang Xun's heart-wrenching screams came from the doll.

I quickly inserted three soul-guiding incense on the ground, asked Little Red Riding Hood to help burn yellow paper, held a money sword that guided the Yin Spirit, and recited a spell for salvation in my mouth.

The Yin spirits that had resolved their resentment floated away one after another. Of course, the 30,000 Yin spirits could not be saved at once. I was there and chanting and dancing. I spent a total of three hours before the last Yin spirit disappeared slowly.

The yin energy that had been gathered for several years in the ancient city finally disappeared, a bright moon appeared above the head, and only a piece of doll fragments left on the ground that had been gnawed into scum...
Chapter completed!