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Chapter 33 [Fighting]

It was just this simple grab that Zhang Shu's Taoist robe was directly crushed, her shoulders were covered with flesh and black nails sank into her shoulders.

Zhang Shu's forehead was exposed with blue veins, and he bit his teeth, and he freed up his hand and slapped Zhou Xianyang's forehead.

An unexpected scene appeared. Zhou Xianyang smiled strangely, and his body suddenly disappeared. The sky above the yard was covered with black mist, and the wind blew, and a sharp roar suddenly sounded, making his scalp numb and creepy.

The next second, it appeared behind Zhang Shu again, and his hands turned into claws and grabbed him behind him.

"Puff!"

A sound of cloth tearing came. Although Zhang Shu hid away in shock and anger, the Taoist robe behind him was still torn apart, revealing two big holes.

Zhou Xianyang licked his blood-stained palm, opened his big mouth, and a scarlet tongue rolled out, thrusting hard on Zhang Shu's cheek. The tongue came very quickly, and Zhang Shu avoided his attack and had no time to react!

"Bang!"

Zhang Shu was directly pulled over and fell to the ground, his face was swollen and swollen. A look of shame and anger appeared on his face. Facing the evil ghost who could transform at will, his magic weapon was no longer there. He had no choice but to no avail. Moreover, the strength of this evil ghost is far greater than that of an ordinary evil ghost. It may be that after he died, he used cinnabar to draw the talisman to gather the power of Yin on Zhou Xianyang, and he was also hanged, so his resentment was far greater than that of an ordinary evil ghost.

"You...you...all...really...really...really...really...really...really!"

Zhou Xianyang smiled strangely and rushed towards Zhang Shu again. Zhang Shu's face changed drastically and immediately stood up, folded his hands together, muttering something in his mouth. Suddenly, his hands opened, spewing out a mouthful of blood, and a palm was printed on Zhou Xianyang's chest. Zhou Xianyang let out a strange laugh and disappeared.

"No...disappear!"

Zhou Dafu ran over in horror and held Zhang Shu. Zhang Shu's face was very ugly, but his eyes were still cold, and his eyes narrowed slightly and looked around.

"We may all die here today. He is too strong and I can't hold back!"

Zhang Shu spoke quietly, his tone was very calm, and seemed to have an extra sense of awareness.

"If I had known this, why would I have been there?"

Bai Han's voice suddenly sounded, and Zhang Shu's face changed slightly and looked towards the fence. He saw Bai Han and Li Mubai standing in the distance. Bai Han grabbed a bundle of hemp rope in his hand and walked in big strides, but he also encountered the talisman formation.

Li Mubai easily collapsed. Seeing that a yellow light suddenly appeared behind him, yellow talismans appeared behind him, blocking Bai Han's way.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Shu's face changed slightly, but a scene that surprised him even more appeared. Bai Han just frowned slightly and stepped forward with his raised foot. The power of this foot was very strong, and he actually stepped on it. The surface of the yellow talisman buried in the ground was covered with spider-web-like cracks. His feet directly stomped the yellow rays and landed steadily on the ground. At the moment when his feet fell, all the talisman arrays transformed by these yellow talismans collapsed.

"Who are you!"

Zhang Shu covered his shoulders, put away his surprise, and calmed down again. Although he was an outer disciple of Maoshan, he was always a Maoshan disciple, far from being comparable to ordinary people.

"Don't worry about who I am. The evil ghost has not left now. Let's talk about it when it is handled."

Bai Han glanced at the black fog that could not be coiled above his head and spoke in a cold voice.

"So you took the hemp rope, it's okay, you'll deal with it."

When Zhang Shu saw the hemp rope in Bai Han's hand, he was slightly shocked and quietly retreated.

Bai Han didn't refute, with a calm look on his face. He reached out and grabbed the hemp rope and threw it into the air. The hemp rope several meters long coiled up. If you look closely, you will find that there was a yellow talisman attached to the hemp rope. When the rope was thrown, the yellow talisman disappeared strangely, and the rope became extremely flexible, flying up in the air like a spirit snake, and soon disappeared on the top of everyone's heads.

"fall!"

Bai Han raised his mouth slightly, reached out to the air, and a scream came down. The sharp screams rubbed against the smooth plate like a knife and fork, making his ears numb.

After seeing these things that happened, Li Mubai was in a daze, and these things were far beyond his understanding.

These ghosts can really be dealt with, and besides himself, others can also see them. He suddenly felt hope in his heart.

As soon as Bai Han's words fell, the rope fell down. The rope just tied up Zhou Xianyang who was struggling with great difficulty. There was a faint golden light flashing on the rope. He could not break free from the rope, and his face showed anger.

Zhang Shu had already prepared a talisman in his hand. When he saw Zhou Xianyang falling down, a trace of ferocious expression appeared on his face. He grabbed the yellow talisman and stuck it on Zhou Xianyang.

"Puff!"

With a light sound, the yellow talisman turned into a flame to cover Zhou Xianyang. Zhou Xianyang rolled on the ground like a fireball.

"Haha, I finally caught it!"

Zhang Shu's face flashed with disgust and he spoke viciously.

"You are crazy. Your flame talisman cannot cause real damage to him at all. Instead, it will burn this rope."

Bai Han frowned, stared at Zhang Shu, and showed a serious look on his face.

Just when everyone was shocked, Zhou Xianyang disappeared again.
Chapter completed!
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