I killed the film and television world

Chapter 196: Every injustice has its owner and its debtor has its owner

Wang Po's ghost body was both real and fake, and was shrouded in surging black ghost energy.

This scene is much more intense than the scene when the BOSS appears in the movie.

Sure enough, the reality is far from comparable to the poor special effects in the past.

Song Ren sighed slightly.

He was not surprised that the dead Wang Po would reappear.

Song Ren had already anticipated this when Uncle Jiu handed the matter over to his two disciples.

I just didn’t expect Wang Po’s appearance to be so cool.

This eerie scene looks like a ghost king, much more majestic than in the movies!

Song Ren couldn't help but complain: "Tsk, this big boss is so cool. Compared with those insignificant little brothers, they are two completely different concepts."

"Right, Taoist Priest."

Uncle Jiu: “…” These are two completely different concepts!
But, at this critical moment, are you still in the mood to joke?
Should I praise you for being so generous?
At this moment, Wang Po's facial features were all pale.

His hair was fluttering, and his voice was shrill and sharp:

"I told you! Even if I become a ghost, I won't let you go!"

"Now, I'm back!"

Song Ren: "Come back if you want. Do you want me to hold a welcoming party for you?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Po was so angry that her facial features were almost distorted, and she said fiercely: "Asshole! You are looking for death!"

Song Ren sneered.

With the wooden sword Peach Blossom lightly horizontally, the tip of the sword was pressed against the eyebrows of the last bandit evil ghost on the ground, and the center of his eyebrows was also full of evil spirit: "You can reorganize your language."

Wang Po's face was grim and her tone was cold: "Let him go!"

However, Song Ren pushed the wooden sword Taohua a little closer, and the tip of the sword was against the evil ghost's eyebrows.

The sizzling sound of melting!
The evil ghost felt a melting pain and couldn't help but let out a sharp scream.

Wang Po was so anxious that her ghostly aura surged out like a tide, her voice was sharp and had a sinister tone: "I told you to let him go!!!"

Song Ren couldn't stand being threatened, and his eyes suddenly darkened.

You can't hear me if I ask you to reorganize my words, right?

A fierce look flashed in Song Ren's eyes, and without any hesitation, he stabbed the evil ghost in the middle of his eyebrows with his sword.

He completely killed the last of Wang Po's subordinates right in front of her.

Wang Po's pupils contracted violently, and she was filled with a ghostly aura. She suddenly let out a loud and penetrating voice: "I want you to die!!!"

The ghost's screams almost pierced the sky and spread in all directions.

Song Ren's clothes were fluttering in the wind, but he stood still like a rock.

He raised his hand and hooked his index finger, his brows were calm: "Come on, seek death."

The ghost energy all over Wang Po's body exploded, and the whole person turned into a black line and rushed straight towards Song Ren.

Uncle Jiu saw this from afar and was shocked: How fast!
He was just about to give a reminder, but Song Ren's reaction was obviously faster.

He held the wooden peach blossom sword horizontally in front of him, and stabbed forward suddenly when the black air surged towards him!
Zizi!

The dark brown peach wood sword was placed in the middle of a ball of ghost energy, making a series of corrosive sounds.

The next second, another large mass of ghost energy emerged.

Like a huge black fist, it violently hit Song Ren's chest.

Boom!
Song Ren was knocked back by the sudden and dull impact.

After a distance of more than ten meters, he landed as if nothing had happened. He patted his chest lightly, a little confused: "Why does this kind of collision force feel like it has a physical body?"

Uncle Jiu warned: "Be careful, this evil ghost must have swallowed up countless evil ghosts."

"Right now, her ghost body is already half real and half virtual. We can't treat her as an ordinary evil ghost!"

"The peach wood sword will also be very inferior to it."

"Half real, half fake?" Song Ren repeated the word, and suddenly turned his head and said, "So, cold weapons can also hit it?" Uncle Jiu was stunned: "Well, although it is like this, ordinary weapons can do little damage to it."

Song Ren smiled and said, "It's okay. As long as I can hit the target, I can just hit it a few more times at most."

After saying that, he put away the wooden sword Peach Blossom and muttered, "This peach wood sword is good in every way, but it's too light. It always feels a little inadequate when I use it to kill people."

Uncle Jiu was stunned when he heard this.

Why does it feel like this kid suddenly gets excited?

At this time, Song Ren stood in place and took out the bronze broadsword given to him by Taoist Simu.

The runes written in blood on it are still very clear. Although it is used to kill royal zombies, it is also a powerful weapon against sneaky creatures.

Wang Po's face turned pale and she stared at Song Ren with murderous eyes.

The next second, it rolled up the dark ghostly energy and crashed straight up again.

Song Ren held the sword with both hands, facing the eerie ghost energy. The bronze broadsword cut out a perfect crescent-shaped arc and crashed into the ghost energy in an instant!
After a slight sizzling sound, the ghost energy split into two balls and rushed towards Song Ren respectively.

Song Ren drew his sword back with one hand and used the hilt of the sword to disperse one of the ghost spirits.

A pale white arm condensed from another ball of ghost energy and directly locked onto Song Ren's throat.

Song Ren intercepted it with one hand halfway through, and his five fingers like iron clamps firmly grasped the pale wrist.

With the force of his fingers and palms, the ghost hand immediately turned into a ball of black gas and dissipated.

Another part of the ghost energy went around Song Ren's back, and the condensed hands grabbed his throat again, but Song Ren leaned over to avoid it.

The bronze broadsword was pulled back and pierced through a ball of ghost energy behind him.

This time the blockage of the sword was more obvious.

At the same time, a sharp ghost howl suddenly sounded.

The ghost energy dispersed again, but unknowingly turned into two arms that suddenly attacked from the ground and directly grabbed Song Ren's ankle.

When Song Ren turned his gaze to the ground, two pale white ghost hands condensed from ghost energy locked his wrists respectively.

Finally, a hideous and sinister face emerged, staring at Song Ren from a very close distance, and said sharply: "This time, you are dead!!!"

Song Ren was not afraid, and there was a murderous aura in his deep pupils.

Go to Nima!

He suddenly raised his head and smashed the ghost face in front of him into pieces with his forehead.

The ghost's cry spread again!

The ghost hand that captured Song Ren's wrists could not withstand his explosive power.

The bronze broadsword fell naturally from his hand.

Song Ren pulled his hands back violently, crossing his arms.

Instead, he grabbed the opponent's two ghost hands with his hands, and his five fingers cut into the pale white flesh in an instant.

The two ghost hands exploded into a ball of black gas on the spot!
The ghost hand that locked Song Ren's ankle was unable to restrict his movements.

In terms of explosive power, the two sides are not on the same level at all.

The large group of ghost energy once again condensed into Wang Po's hideous face, and she laughed like crazy: "It's useless, it's useless, this method will not work on me at all--"

Before he finished speaking, the breath that Song Ren had condensed in his abdomen spread out again like a thunderclap:

"Roar!!!"

The huge sound wave impact is like an invisible bomb!
The large mass of dense ghost energy was dispersed in an instant, and the sharp and painful screams of the evil ghost Queen Po were also heard from the ghost energy!
Song Ren's eyebrows raised.

Sure enough, the "roar" seal had an unexpected effect on this invisible and colorless sneak.

In the distance, Uncle Jiu, who was casting talismans on his whisk and sword, was also affected.

The sudden and terrifying sound made his hair stand on end!

I almost lost my hearing!
Fortunately, he had anticipated this scene and had stuffed talismans into his ears.

But at this moment, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but cover his ears again.

(End of this chapter)