"This is useless!" Luo Zhenren's voice came again, saying, "Don't forget, this ghost magic was created by me!"

Wen Fei sneered. He really didn't believe it anymore. These ghosts would not have any effect on Luo Zhenren. Otherwise, he wouldn't have said these words. Besides, even if it doesn't work very well, it doesn't matter. Anyway, since the Ghost Emperor ruled such a large territory in the Yin world, he didn't know how many evil spirits of ghosts under his command. What's the point of consuming some?

So, Wen Fei turned a deaf ear and released a team of evil ghosts again!

Each underworld originally had a large number of evil ghosts imprisoned and was imprisoned in the ghost prison. In that environment that was tortured forever, even if a ghost with a normal mind was in, he would go crazy after enduring endless torture.

Unless there are powerful people who are willing to use divine power to smooth these evil spirits, even if they are released, they will be crazy ghosts, evil ghosts, and even if they are reincarnated, they will be born with evil spirits.

No matter how powerful you are, you can’t imagine using your personal power to save so many evil spirits. So hell is not empty and you can’t become a Buddha. It’s just a joke!

Wen Fei had no ability, so he comforted so many evil spirits one by one and sent them to reincarnate. However, he could use these evil spirits out of waste. It could also be regarded as saving these evil spirits from the boundless sea of ​​suffering and reducing the accumulation of resentment in the underworld.

After countless years of accumulation, how many evil spirits can be found in a yinsi? That was unexpected. Wen Fei was idle and wanted to count the number of evil spirits in the yinsi in Luoyang, but after a month, he could only give up...

The whistling ghosts wandered around with endless yin wind. This time, Luo Zhenren's voice disappeared. These evil ghosts were not destroyed.

"Let's go!" Wen Fei saw the situation and spoke at the command. Hundreds of guards protected Wen Fei and headed towards the river bank.

Seeing Wen Fei showing signs of leaving, Luo Zhenren finally couldn't help but act. After a dazzling light flew around in the air like a spirit snake, all the evil spirits were screaming in screaming. They were surrounded by a snow-white flame. They screamed in pain and turned into ashes.

"Be careful, this is the flying sword that my master has trained!" Gongsun Sheng shouted: "Thunder come!"

"Boom..." A sound of snow-lit lightning struck the flying sword, but the sword light was extremely agile, and it just shook slightly. It escaped the direct bombardment of the thunder and shot towards Wen Fei and others in the brigade!

"Damn. There is really a flying sword!" Wen Fei was a little stunned. The flying sword, I don't know how many times it appeared in Wen Fei's otakus dream, but now it really appeared in front of me.

"Boom...boom..." Gongsun Sheng, thunder struck down, and ordinary people felt that he was doing useless achievements.

But only Gongsun Sheng himself knew that although thunder did not directly hit the flying sword, the most powerful power of thunder was not the bombardment power. It was the power of life and death represented by thunder.

Every thunder exploded in the air. Suddenly, a strong aura would spread out, which could affect the aura of the flying sword.

Otherwise, at the speed of the flying sword, it would be shot in the blink of an eye. There would be no time for anyone to react. Now that the flying sword's trajectory is seen, it means that the speed of the flying sword has been dragged slowed down by the power emitted by the thunder.

"Bang..." A gunshot. The large-caliber desert eagle in Wen Fei's hand had hit the flying sword in the air.

In fact, when the flying sword appeared, Wen Fei could already lock the flying sword's qi, and his huge luck was suppressed. As the qi was sensed, Wen Fei raised his hand without thinking and shot it.

The flying sword suddenly lit up and burst out with an astonishing light. It actually broke through, and the suppression of luck... I have to say that the luck thing is the most obvious effect against those ghosts and gods without physical bodies.

For people with physical bodies, the effect is also good. But will it suppress this flying sword?

The sword light shook, and the extremely sharp sword energy had broken through the suppression of luck. In the blink of an eye, it shot into the crowd, bringing up a bunch of blood. Then several guards who were blocking Wen Fei screamed as they were penetrated in their chest and abdomen.

These guards were all wearing armor. They were all plate armors made by Wen Fei from modern time and space. But now, these were easily pierced by flying swords, and the flying swords were still bright without any blood sacrifice.

With a touch, this time it was an iron stick in Gongsun Sheng's hand that slashed Huashan hard and hit hard, and the flying sword that had just shot out from a guard's chest.

Then the iron rod as thick as a goose egg bloomed suddenly, and the upper half turned into iron filings and exploded.

The people around could not hide in time and were shot by the iron filings and hit the iron armor, almost piercing through the iron armor.

But the flesh that was not covered with iron armor was in trouble, as if he was shot at the iron sand gun at close range, like a honeycomb. Three or four guards screamed and fell down.

The remaining momentum of the flying sword had not disappeared, and then shot towards Wen Fei. At this time, Master Wen could not hide his weakness again.

A layer of light suddenly burst out from his body, like a flood tide, hitting the flying sword.

The flying sword buzzed, and the light dimmed slightly. After turning for a turn, it headed towards the distance.

"Okay," Luo Zhenren's voice came from the darkness: "I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it! Has the leader's practice reached this point? It seems that the leader of the church has taken the path of Emperor and Heaven!"

Wen Fei was shocked. This old guy was indeed a cunning man. He had never mentioned his own affairs to anyone. But he didn't expect that this old guy could see it at a glance.

"Don't be afraid!" Gongsun Sheng shouted angrily, muddling the water: "This flying sword is our master who uses God to control the sword, and he must have been severely damaged at this time. Come on, everyone and beat him down!"

I have to say that the battle that cannot be seen is the most desperate thing. If you don’t know the details of this flying sword, and you can easily kill so many people when you see this flying sword, everyone will feel cold in your heart and feel despair and fear.

But now Gongsun Sheng’s words immediately made everyone angry. It turned out that this flying sword was not irresistible!

A trace of blood flowed out of Gongsun Sheng's mouth, obviously hurting the inner palace. But he ignored it and used the qi in his body again, making gestures to connect the liver palace with his thumb, urging the qi of the wood thunder, and slashing it one by one.

The other people were very angry and took action. For a moment, bullets and bows and arrows flew in the sky, all shooting towards the flying swords. However, the flying sword was extremely agile, and the slingshot arrows flying all over the sky did not hit the target at all.

But at this time, Wen Fei mobilized the power of the jade pendant again, and suppressed it again with a huge fortune like a mountain. The flying sword stumbled in the air and burst out light to resist this invisible and tangible force.

This is the will of heaven, earth and man, the three!

Just as the flying sword was stalemate in the air, Wen Fei shot another shot and shot the flying sword in the air. The others were shocked and the slingshot arrow shot.

The flying sword is only three feet long in the air, and it is as bright as a ray of lightning flying in the air. Even if it is forbidden to move, it is difficult to stop.

But under such a storm-like attack, there are always people who can hit it. Especially the guards around Wen Fei are all good at picking one in a million, and almost all of the archers have the ability to penetrate Yang with hundreds of steps.

Those who can use guns are even more elites selected among these guards. After suppressing the flying sword for a breath, the flying sword flashed brightly, and it was obviously hit many times.

Unfortunately, Wen Fei's mobilization of luck is here, and Gongsun Sheng's thunder could not hit the flying sword at all. He blocked the thunder's attack in disguise, if it weren't...

It was a pity that Wen Fei was still there. The flying sword buzzed again and again. The huge force instantly escaped the suppression of luck, and the flying sword shot towards the darkness in the distance.

"Go away! My master must have been seriously injured and mourned now. I'm afraid he will not be able to intercept us anymore!" Gongsun Sheng shouted.

The group of people was as if they had received a general amnesty and quickly got on the horse and rushed out to the canal.

When Wen Fei and his party went far away, Luo Zhenren staggered out. His face was as pale as paper, muttering to himself in the air, and said with a wry smile: "Sure enough, no matter how high the Tao is, it is still impossible to fight the fortune. I didn't expect that our leader, in addition to those strange and lewd things, has so many skills in the bottom box..."

"I have said a long time ago, Master, you should go home to retire. You are already over 100 years old, and you still miss the country and family hatreds every day, and you are not tired and tired!" Zhang Xubai also walked out, not at all concerned about his master's appearance.

"Rebellious disciple, rebellious disciple! I must have taken over the two rebellious disciples, you and your senior brother, because I did something in my previous life. You have been here for so long, and I don't know if I come out to help when I see my master being beaten!" Luo Zhenren said angrily.

Zhang Xubai said suddenly: "It seems like you are fighting with your apprentice..."

Halfway through his speech, he looked at Luo Zhenren's bad expression and couldn't help but smile: "Master, the leader Wen Fei seems to have learned your Taoism, is he also considered half of your disciple? What are you calling me?"

Zhenren Luo snorted coldly and sighed: "I am pitiful to the old Taoist, and I have accepted disciples, all of whom are bullying my master and destroying my ancestors, and I am very ruthless..."

"Stop..." Zhang Xubai quickly shouted: "Master, don't do this. Whoever makes you do things against the enemy will be considered a decisive death!"

Zhenren Luo was furious: "Okay, I'll stand here, waiting for you to kill the relatives, and see if you have such ability."

Zhang Xubai smiled embarrassedly and touched his nose: "I'm just talking! Yes, I have this junior brother, and when I say it, I feel very glorious on my face." (To be continued...)
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