Ghost Shelter System

Blood Sword Du Ning has a three-foot rusty sword in his hand.

The rusty sword has no scabbard. It is held upside down in the hand. With the backhand turned, the sword tip is straightened, showing its sharp edge.

"The sword is three feet and one inch long. The last time I saw blood, I encountered a black water shaman. The rust on this sword can drink blood, so it is called the Blood Sword."

Du Ning has a green face and thin lips, and his pupils are like needlepoints. The look of death has been concealed, but his nose is like an eagle, and he does not look like a kind person.

Wang Qian touched his belly and grinned: "I'm not very capable, and my tone is not bad. Others are the ones who boast about me. There is no deterrent effect if I boast about myself."

"Qingzhushan Talisman Master, grew up in Southeast Asia, and studied under the Fuyu Mountain Talisman Sect. I will remember clearly after a while that it was a Taoist named Wang who defeated you!"

"Defeat someone? By you?!"

Du Ning was despised in public and became angry with shame. All the people attending the banquet were booing like a ghost.

Everyone knows that this is one of the four ghost generals in Gushan Ghost City. General Du was a killer during his lifetime. After death, he was fierce and powerful, with a ruthless personality. The former Jianghu Rangers were all very face-conscious, and anyone in the ghost city who dared to make fun of him was Not much, let alone despise him in public.

Du Ning's face was originally green, but now he was angry and turned red, like poisoned pig liver, which was very ugly.

Wang Qian squinted his eyes and saw that the other party was angry, and smiled shyly: "Hey, you'd better show some skills. Since you abide by the rules, I don't want to kill you by mistake."

The rusty scales on the body of Duning's sword spread out like thorns, and the sword was filled with ghost energy. Red smoke came out from under the rusty scales, and it seemed that it was really angry.

On the other hand, Wang Qian's expression was solemn, and his clothes suddenly stopped blowing.

Snap, snap, snap, the buttons were burst one after another, and the coquettish coat fell to the ground, revealing a withered yellow coat. There were many black lines on the withered yellow coat, which were densely intertwined and looked chaotic. They were bulging at the moment. Like a black string ball, it's a little disgusting.

The air wave swept away the bun on the top of his head.

Wang Gan's hair was flying in the wind, he opened his hands, and the talisman bag wrapped around his waist floated gently.

"Daoding draws the talisman, and the emperor asks for the talisman!"

"The golden green tail is swaying, and the ban screen is holding the forbidden talisman!"

"Falling to the ground with the ghost tree, flapping its wings and pecking at the golden crow!"

Metal, wood, water, fire and earth, the five-element talisman bag, connected end to end, floated up one after another, with a swish sound, like a giant fan, the five-element talisman bloomed instantly!

Qin Kun was so shocked on the spot: "Fat guy... he turned on his screen!"

Peacock!

What kind of talisman is this? It has advanced from drawing talisman to using talisman. In an instant, Wang Qian was covered with talisman light and precious energy, flowing around his body. This appearance was very close to the imaginary dharma image. It turned out to be a peacock? !

Chu Qianxun was also in disbelief: "The clothes he is wearing are the Five Punishment Clothes of Fu Sect... Five Punishments and Five Techniques, Five Techniques and Five Talismans. This is a treasure full of evil spirits... But how come I have never heard of the magic of controlling talismans?" …”

The Five Penalty Clothes are made of human skin from the five ways of death: metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, and are sewn with the hair of the deceased. It has the same purpose as brocade paper. Only the remains of the dead with great resentment can carry the power of Fu Zong's talismans!

The existence of the Five Punishment Clothes is harmful to people. Since the Republic of China, the method of making it has been lost. This Five Punishment Clothes is probably the only remaining robe!

Borrowing the magic of the Five Prison Clothes, Wang Gan manipulated the talismans to the point where he could use his arms and fingers. He wrapped a circle of soul-piercing talismans in his left hand, and a circle of soul-killing talismans in his right hand. He had a diamond talisman on his body and a floating feather talisman in his mouth.

Although he was a little fatter, Wang Qian's momentum was like a river pouring back, and his murderous aura poured out from the talisman paper all over his body, pressing towards the Blood Sword Du Ning!

"A thousand-mile sword has no shadow, and a hundred ghosts walk alone!"

Du Ning was angry again, and now he felt great danger. The moment Wang Qian pounced on him, he quickly ran away.

Wang Gan held the Floating Feather Talisman in his mouth, touched the ground with his foot, took off again, and said vaguely: "Great sage and good command, five arts flow!"

The talisman paper on his waist that looked like an open screen, followed Wang Qian's movement and smashed down fiercely. Twelve talisman papers each of the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth hit Du Ning directly.

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The ghost general had condensed his soul, and blood spurted out three meters. Du Ning flew backwards and hit the wall. Wang Qian saw that Du Ning was seriously injured, and stabbed the soul talisman and the killing talisman with his left and right hands at the temples on both sides of Du Ning. go.

"Stop!!! I...I give up!!!"

Du Ning almost shouted this at the top of his lungs.

It was so terrifying, so terrifying. Du Ning looked at Wang Qian in horror. One round!

This fat man, the talisman of the power of the Five Elements caused severe pain all over his body, and he couldn't bear the punishment of the Five Elements at all. Seeing the murderous intent in his eyes, Du Ning gave up without even thinking at this moment.

The palace was quiet.

Wang Qian fell to the ground, and the Floating Feather Talisman in his mouth that was wet with saliva was put into his arms. The bulging yellow clothes were no longer imposing. Wang Qian picked up the coat on the ground and put it on his body, smiling towards the surroundings. The ghosts cupped their hands and said, "You're showing off your ugliness."

The momentum was so great that no one dared to applaud.

Du Ning, one of the four great ghost generals under the Gushan Ghost King, was defeated in less than one round, which made the ghosts feel a little unreal. Moreover, recalling the murderous aura on the fat man just now made them fight unconsciously. shivered.

This...is this the ghost hunter? ? ?

Wang Qian sat down, and it took a while before the applause appeared, then sparsely, then enthusiastically.

"The king is indeed right. There are many capable people in the world, and ghost hunters are amazing. It is wise to abide by the rules!"

"When I meet you today, my life will not be wasted..."

"It's amazing, Master. May I ask how long you have been practicing?"

A group of ghost businessmen who didn't know the situation all applauded Wang Qian. These masters had long said that the Yin people in Gushan Ghost City were friends, not enemies. The ghosts had very bad thoughts towards the ghost hunters who had no hostility. Naive.

The Gushan Ghost King, Gaoguan Scholar and several other big ghosts looked very unhappy.

Especially Gaoguan Scholar, he was still stunned until the others helped Du Ning up, then he came back to his senses and stepped forward to investigate.

"General Du, are you okay?"

Du Ning no longer had the arrogance he had before. He lowered his head like a defeated rooster and turned his eyes to the side: "I can't die. I'm sorry, Wen Sima, I can't help with today's matter. That master is too strong."

Du Ning's ghost body was festering, and his dead appearance could not be hidden. His corrupted face appeared, and his flesh and skin turned up like fish scales. He turned out to be a Lingchi ghost.

Du Ning pushed away the helping hands of several people and staggered away.

The tall scribe swayed and suddenly felt that he had picked the wrong opponent today.

Qin Kun patted Wang Gan on the shoulder, chatting and laughing calmly, then turned to the Ghost King of Gushan and said: "Your Majesty, I'm sorry for hurting your beloved general. Please accept this spirit-gathering talisman so that the ghost energy can be repaired faster."

The Ghost King of Gushan had a stiff expression. He was beaten by the opponent, but the opponent was still very polite, so he had no choice but to dryly instruct his subordinates to accept the Soul Gathering Talisman and send it to Du Ning.

The first battle of wits is over.

It ended with Wang Gan's devastating offensive.

This was Wang Qian's first battle against the ghost generals. He won it easily, which made Wang Qian feel proud and gained a lot of confidence.

"Wen Sima, do you want to continue?"

Qin Kun looked at Wen Sima, who was stunned, and smiled.

Wen Sima was startled, his eyes darkened: "Of course."