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Chapter One Hundred and Five: Soul Calling Banner

The ghost martial arts are indeed worthy. They add an undefeated halo to themselves with just one move, but Ji Wenyu could only watch the other party's movement, because he couldn't run away, and the monk could not run away from the temple. When the two of them reached this point, a fierce battle was inevitable.

The black fog of the soul-summoning banner almost enveloped the entire small garden. Invisible to his eyes, Ji Wenyu could only radiate his divine thoughts. The divine thoughts are worthy of being a killing weapon on Ji Wenyu. After they were released, all the changes around him were controlled by him, so there was no need to worry about being attacked by the other party.

After being shrouded in black fog, the little evil ghost who was originally hiding aside and dying was instantly energetic as if a fish had entered the sea. He happily absorbed the evil spirit around him, and his injuries recovered from the upstairs quickly recovered, and soon recovered his peak strength.

Looking at Ji Wenyu standing opposite him, thinking about the damage he had suffered, and thinking that his mother body was also destroyed by the other party, only he was left alone, the little evil ghost couldn't help but show a trace of hideousness on his face. There was no need for Duan Yonggui to issue orders at all, so the little evil ghost roared and rushed towards Ji Wenyu.

Ji Wenyu had long used his divine thoughts to capture the movements of the little evil ghost, but he did not take action, but continued to stand there blankly, as if he had not seen the other party at all.

I don’t know how many times Duan Yonggui and the little evil ghost have cooperated. Once the enemy is shrouded by the soul-summoning banner, they will instantly become blind. This is the time for them to show their power. The two sides cooperated tacitly, and almost no one could resist their series of attacks.

But this time their plan was gone. Seeing that the little evil ghost had rushed to the front, Ji Wenyu suddenly shook his right hand, and a large piece of white sprinkled out, covering the little evil ghost's head. This white is nothing else, it was the last time he used the remaining half of the bag of glutinous rice. When he went out just now, Ji Wenyu took it out.

The incident happened suddenly. The little evil ghost thought that Ji Wenyu was still the same as his previous opponents and could not see anything, but he did not expect that Ji Wenyu's divine consciousness had already captured his position and was ready. He was caught off guard when he was careless.

Ghosts of the level of the little evil ghost have little harm to them, but they can still cause harm to them, not to mention that Ji Wenyu scattered most of the bags at one time, covering all his heads on him, and there was no waste at all.

The little evil ghost wailed in a crackling sound, like sparks falling from dry firewood, or water droplets dripping from oil pan.

But Ji Wenyu did not give up because he knew that this glutinous rice could only attack the opponent and caught him off guard, but he could not kill this little evil ghost at all. The opportunity should not be lost and he would not come again. Once the opponent came to his senses, he would definitely be more cautious. With the cooperation between the little evil ghost and Duan Yonggui, it would be difficult for him to gain the upper hand.

Just now, half a bag of glutinous rice was spilled out, and before he could see the effect of this move, Ji Wenyu also slapped the little evil ghost's body.

The little evil ghost was soaked by glutinous rice without any warning. The pain that penetrated his soul made him mess up. He didn't even see his palms approaching, and he didn't have time to respond at all, so he could only get this one.

The palm containing Ji Wenyu's large amount of spiritual power was extremely powerful. The little evil ghost was like being hit head-on by a high-speed train, and rolled out several feet away.

Duan Yonggui in the distance saw him out of his palm in advance, but he was too far away from Ji Wenyu and could do nothing about what was going to happen. He could only scream in secret and then try his best to pounce in the direction of Ji Wenyu, hoping to cause some interference to Ji Wenyu.

But Ji Wenyu had expected this a long time ago. After knocking away the little evil ghost, he immediately withdrew his palms and protected his whole body from left to right. Duan Yonggui had already come to Ji Wenyu, but saw that Ji Wenyu had a tight defense and could not find a chance to attack. He could only give up and check the injuries of his little evil ghost first.

The little evil ghost was hit by Ji Wenyu, got out and fell to the ground, and could no longer maintain its human form. It turned into a cold mist, trembling there, and the original wailing sound came to an abrupt end. The little evil ghost suffered more injuries this time than on the upper floor. Although the surrounding evil spirit can slowly repair the injuries, the ghost is not Xiaoqiang who cannot be beaten to death. The little evil ghost was injured one after another, and had already suffered a lot of energy. This time, it is probably difficult to recover without a few years of hard work.

Before the fight started, Duan Yonggui's heart sank. Unexpectedly, this young man was so powerful that he could see through the whereabouts of the little evil ghost under the cover of his soul-summoning banner. He didn't know which famous sect he came from. It seemed that this battle was not easy to fight.

But it won't work without fighting. Ji Wenyu ruined his good deeds several times, and completely destroyed the mother-child chain evil that he had spent countless efforts to refine, reducing his ability by 20% to 30%. How could he not avenge this? Now that things have come to this point, the hatred between the two sides is deep. Even if he can see it openly, the other party cannot spare him easily, right?

Thinking of this, Duan Yonggui shook the soul-summoning banner at the little evil ghost, and took the dying little evil ghost into the soul-summoning banner to cultivate. Then he inserted the soul-summoning banner on his back, then rushed towards Ji Wenyu with his fist.

If you can't defeat the opponent with spells, you can only use fist and foot skills. Duan Yonggui doesn't believe that his decades of skills can't beat a fled boy?

The opponent had already made a move, so Ji Wenyu naturally walked up. He was still a rookie in cultivating immortals. He didn't know much about magic and formations. This kind of close combat was what he was best at. Although he only participated in two games in the ring matches, he greatly improved his ability to respond and react. In addition, he grew up in the martial arts hometown since he was a child, and his knowledge was much higher than others under his influence.

As soon as the two sides fought, Ji Wenyu struggled a little. One was that he was slightly lacking in experience, and the other was the bonus effect of the Soul Conjuring Banner on Duan Yonggui. However, as time went by, Ji Wenyu gradually adapted to Duan Yonggui's rhythm, and his disadvantages slowly came back. Both sides fought back and forth, and they even fought to the point.

It was Ji Wenyu's first time fighting against a ghost cultivator like Duan Yonggui. Not to mention, their modified version of the martial arts is not without merit. Although it failed to give Duan Yonggui's divine consciousness, the accumulated true energy is not much worse than that of ordinary cultivators. Not only can he control magic weapons, but he is not bad at all in battle, and his internal strength is much stronger than that of ordinary warriors.
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