Soul Ferry: My master is Uncle Jiu

Chapter 75 Ichiro Watanabe’s back-up plan, Ghost Night Travel

Chapter 75 Ichiro Watanabe’s back-up plan, Hyakuki Yakō

As soon as the ghost realm was broken, An Yan's vision immediately returned and he immediately locked onto Ichiro Watanabe.

Ichiro Watanabe is worthy of being called a ghost general. Even if he is entering the realm of ghost general for the first time, facing the thunder talisman blast, he only looks very embarrassed on the surface, but his true nature is not harmed.

As a burst of black mist surged, the injuries were actually recovering quickly.

An Yan's heart sank, he pulled out the copper coin sword and bit his finger to force out the blood essence, and used the blood essence as a guide to kill the demon.

"die!"

With the blessing of essence and blood, the copper coin sword turned into a golden red color, exuding frightening power.

He raised his sword and stabbed.

"I don't believe it. This copper coin sword has been blessed with my pure Yang boy blood for twenty-two years, and it can't kill you!"

"Young second-level monk, if you want to die, I will help you."

Seeing the aggressive An Yan, Watanabe Ichiro stretched out his cold ghost claws, and the ghost hands wrapped in black energy stretched out.

He didn't expect that his ghost realm would be broken open by a monk in the second realm. It was a great shame and humiliation.

But it is clear that Ichiro Watanabe underestimated his opponent and overestimated his own strength.

Twenty-two years of pure Yang boy essence and blood, plus the copper coin sword made by Xiao Wu Di Qian, with the blessing of An Yan's pure Taoist magic, plus An Yan's Maoshan body-building boxing skills are not bad, and Yu Bu's blessing , and for a while actually beat Ichiro Watanabe to retreat.

The golden-red Little Five Emperors Copper Coin Sword collided with the ghost claws, and the hot pure Yang power on the sword instantly purified away the rich ghost energy.

Immediately afterwards, the copper coin sword slashed or stabbed Ichiro Watanabe's body, causing sparks to fly in the air and the opponent roaring in pain.

"Little devil, without the blessing of the ghost realm, it seems that your strength has been greatly reduced."

"It's unlucky for you to meet me today."

"die!"

Another sword slashed open Ichiro Watanabe's protruding ghost hand. An Yan shouted angrily and flew up, kicking out a series of three kicks in the air, hitting Ichiro Watanabe's chest and sending him flying away.

The moment he landed, he took out two more thunder talismans and threw them. The talisman turned into blue lightning and struck down, knocking Ichiro Watanabe out of his wits.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, An Yan took three steps of the copper coin sword and took two steps at a time, aiming at the heart and stabbing it straight away.

"It's you that damn it!"

Suddenly, a change occurred.

I saw a small umbrella fly out of Ichiro Watanabe's body, swelled up in the wind, and turned into a three-meter-large umbrella that opened to cover him under the umbrella.

The umbrella surface is white and depicts a hundred ghosts walking at night. The umbrella handle and ribs are both made of dark red Yin jade, which exudes a chilly feeling.

Streams of bloody light dropped from the strange umbrella, protecting Ichiro Watanabe inside.

clang! ! !
  The copper coin sword pierced Liu Guang and made a sonorous sound.

"what?"

An Yan was startled. Faced with such a strange scene, he immediately backed away.

"You can force me to use the Holy Artifact Hundred Ghosts at Night, which is worthy of pride. Let you die under the Holy Artifact and your soul becomes its nourishment!"

Ichiro Watanabe stood under the big umbrella and still looked invincible, saying very arrogantly. Then he waved his hand, and the big umbrella above his head buzzed, and the picture of a hundred ghosts walking at night engraved on the umbrella seemed to come to life.

"Hundred Ghosts Night Parade!"

As soon as the word "four" came out, it seemed as if some taboo had been triggered. The wind was strong all around, the temperature dropped instantly, and frost formed on the ground, as if the door to hell had opened.

Kong Xiaolong and others outside the villa had already retreated several hundred meters because they could not bear the aftermath of the battle, and at the same time alienated the nearby residents. Seeing the movement coming from the villa, Kong Xiaolong and others looked in awe. It was like watching a movie, and the special effects seemed to be free of charge.

First there was lightning shining in the sky, and now there was ice and frost floating in the sky. It was so scary.

inside.

When An Yan saw strange ghosts floating out of the umbrella, he cursed: "Fuck! They are all evil ghosts!"

When he felt that the leading ghost surrounded by many ghosts on the umbrella was about to appear, he felt an aura that was far more powerful than Ichiro Watanabe. This trembling aura made it impossible to raise any fighting spirit.

Fortunately, Ichiro Watanabe seemed to be very afraid of this ghost. He was afraid of being backlashed and did not choose to let it appear. Instead, he cast a spell to make it fall into a deep sleep.

In his opinion, facing such a huge army of evil ghosts, no matter how defiant the opponent is, they are only in the second realm. How much mana can they have?
  As if to cut off An Yan's escape route, Ichiro Watanabe said with a strange smile: "Don't even think about escaping, otherwise these little cuties like me will go on a killing spree."

This sentence undoubtedly put an end to An Yan's thoughts of escaping.

An Yan took a deep breath and immediately formed Feng Shui seals on his hands: "Today, either you die or I live!"

"Pro!"

This sound was like a whisper from a god, carrying boundless power.

A powerful force blessed him, earth energy surged up in the soles of his feet, and his whole body swelled. His clothes made a tearing sound and turned into strips of cloth, as long as the special underwear remained intact.

The momentum was rising steadily, and Ichiro Watanabe was stunned. The opponent's momentum was almost the same as his.

"Nani! Impossible!"

"Go! Tear him to pieces!"

Under Ichiro Watanabe's crazy roar, strange ghosts surged in like a tsunami.

"Come! Fight!"

"Let's see who is better with my Feng Shui skills, or your magic!"

An Yan, who was like a giant spirit god, picked up the broken cement pillar on the ground with a pair of big hands and threw it fiercely.

Not to be outdone, Ichiro Watanabe stood with a Hyakki Night Parade above his head among a group of fierce ghosts. The big black ghost's hands gathered together and pinched the concrete pillar. Suddenly, the one-meter-long concrete pillar was pinched into pieces, and the steel bars were directly broken. .

Taking advantage of this opportunity, An Yan rushed into the hundred ghosts alone. His Yang energy was steaming, and every punch and kick was blessed with great magic power. The ghosts were no longer an enemy in front of him.

Seeing this, Ichiro Watanabe came to kill him.

He had reached the end of his cultivation during his lifetime, so he stole the sect's sacred objects and fled overseas. With the help of the sacred objects, he transformed into a ghost after death and defeated the ghost generals in one fell swoop.

He didn't believe that he had planned his whole life and was easily caught up by a kid. He refused to accept it.

An Yan's words are naturally true, and his punches reach the flesh.

The unique illusory abilities of ghosts also become ineffective in the face of mana. Simple physical attacks may not be able to break them, but attacks enhanced by mana are their nemesis.

But the more he fought, the more he realized something was wrong. He had obviously killed so many evil ghosts, but why did he feel that the number was still not low?

Wasn't this fierce ghost killed by him just now?
  The more Ichiro Watanabe fought, the more frightened he became. The combat power of the person in front of him was far beyond his imagination, and he could actually fight with him to such an extent.

However, when his manpower was limited, he let out a harsh laugh: "Have you finally discovered it? As long as the soul power accumulated in the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk is not used up, the Hundred Ghosts will continue to regenerate. How long can you hold on now?"

"I forgot to tell you that with your current strength, it is simply wishful thinking to break through Baigui Yakou's defense."

"Damn it!"

An Yan's expression finally changed.

(End of this chapter)

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