God Bestows Evil

Chapter 192 The ghost is gone and the fragrance remains

　　Bang!

 Handhead Basketball is not finished yet.

There was a strong slap on the back of its head, and it rushed towards Sun Qian fiercely. There were not many people in the corridor, and the ball-slapping ghost launched a brazen attack.

Sun Qian quickly squatted down with his head in his hands.

The head hit the wall behind Sun Qian with great force, making a small dent!

Now Sun Qian understood why the ball-shooting ghost's face was sunken.

 It was hit by a ball!

 “Big guys, save me!”

 Choke!

 The blood-painted ghost-headed sword was unsheathed, and the invisible evil aura made the hairs of everyone present stand on end.

Wu Xian held a knife and slashed at the position where the basketball was just shot, but he missed it.

 Zhang Wei reminded: "Be careful, the ghost is behind you!"

Liao Yifang was as fast as lightning. She ran two steps to Wu Xian's side, and then swept Wu Xian with her whip leg, but her whip leg also missed.

 “The ghost is squatting down!” Zhang Wei continued to remind.

Wu Xian avoided Liao Yifang and swung his knife downwards, but still found nothing.

 “Watch what’s behind you!”

As soon as the two turned around, they saw a powerful and heavy basketball coming at them like a cannonball. They got out of the way in a panic, and the basketball actually bent the heating pipe!

Sun Qian breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the two dependents missed the ghost, they attracted the ghost's attack target to themselves. He, the weak bait, was temporarily safe.

　　Bang! Bang!

The basketball occasionally beat rhythmically and occasionally struck at odd angles. Despite Zhang Wei’s constant reminders, Wu Xian and Wu Xian were still at a disadvantage.

 In the last blessed place.

Wu Xian once encountered an invisible evil spirit.

 Compared to that guy, the ball-shooting ghost is simply gentle. At least the ball-shooting ghost only attacks through the ball, giving Wu Xian a chance to dodge.

 But this does not mean that the ball-shooting ghost is easy to deal with.

 At least Wu Xian was unable to make an effective counterattack.

Wu Xian didn't know whether the ghost's physical strength was limited, but he knew that his physical strength was not very strong, and he had to deal with this guy quickly, otherwise they would be consumed by the ball-shooting ghost.

 But his previous experience in dealing with invisible evil spirits was effective. At least Wu Xian knew how to break his invisibility.

Wu Xian’s lips curled up.

 The easiest way to break invisibility is to mark.

 As long as you get something on the ball-shooting ghost, he will have nowhere to hide.

 Wu Xian happened to have a way to mark it.

Wu Xian stared at the basketball route. When the ball-shooting ghost started to shoot the ball, he activated the fire bell spell and closed his eyes at the same time.

Ling ring ring…

 The bells of the Fire Bell Spell sounded.

This sound will last for ten seconds. Wu Xian can ignite any target that hears the ringtone, but the premise is that Wu Xian must know where the other person is.

 But through Zhang Wei’s guidance, it will always be a little slower.

Going to look at the camera yourself may lead to attacks directed at the camera.

 So Wu Xian closed his eyes.

 His playing cards in sensing basketball!

 The poker affixed to the basketball with a human head is a five of diamonds. There are no talismans on this poker, but with the characteristics of a permanent accessory, Wu Xian can sense the status of this poker at any time!

 Bang, bang…

Wu Xian's eyes were dark.

Only a glowing poker card was spinning up and down, not touching once or twice...

finally.

 The poker touched the palm of the hand.

 At this moment, the position of the ball-shooting ghost's palm was exposed.

　　Boom!

With the ringing of the fire bell, the ball-shooting ghost's hands instantly ignited with flames, and then the flames spread to his whole body, and a burning man instantly appeared in the air! However, due to the low power of the Fire Bell Curse, these flames could not burn the ball-racing ghost to death for the time being, but it was enough for Wu Xian as long as he showed his body.

　　Wow!

Wu Xian rushed forward and slashed wildly with the blood-painted ghost-headed knife.

His expression was fierce and menacing, and he slashed thirteen times without even blinking!

 Not even the corners of Xie Sui's clothes were touched.

Although Xie Sui's body was on fire, he could still use his flexible movements to dodge Wu Xian's attacks while hitting the ball freely.

Then why didn’t Wu Xian continue to cut it?

 Because Wu Xian was tired.

 There is no other way, the Ghost Head Sword is too heavy.

This thing was not originally designed for actual combat, but for chopping people's heads. The back of the knife is thick and the blade is wide, like a small door panel. Wu Xian felt his arms were sore after cutting more than a dozen times.

 “Substitute!”

Liao Yifang held Wu Xian's shoulders, pulled Wu Xian behind him, and fired two jabs like lightning.

The professional boxer's punches were so fast that Wu Xian himself would have been unable to dodge them. However, the ball-racing ghost shook his head twice and managed to dodge them all.

Wu Xian shook his head in disappointment.

He had already anticipated this scene. This ghost could predict people's movements, so he just missed the mark with thirteen blows in a row.

 Liao Yifang seemed to be in a hurry.

Hunted a powerful right straight punch, but Xie Hui still dodged it.

 But the next second.

　　Bang!

Liao Yifang's left hook hit the ball-shooting ghost's temple. The ball-shooting ghost's head was raised high. Judging from the angle at which it was raised, his cervical vertebrae might have been broken!

As a professional boxer, Liao Yifang watched the whole knife fight between Wu Xian and the Kickball Ghost. How could he not know that the Kickball Ghost can predict people's movements?

 So, she predicted the ball-shooting ghost's prediction!

Liao Yifang's fist was shining with metallic luster, and it was obvious that he had some kind of ability, and his power exceeded the limit that ordinary humans could achieve.

The ball-shooting ghost was knocked to the ground. His body was still twisted and he tried to stand up. Liao Yifang punched him **** the neck again, and he stopped moving.

The flames of the Fire Bell Curse suddenly became intense, and the ball-racing ghost's body was gradually burned into coke, and then slowly turned into ash.

The head with the poker stuck on it jumped up and down and tried to escape, but Wu Xian penetrated it from top to bottom with a ghost-headed knife.

So far.

 They finally killed the first evil spirit in this blessed place.

 After killing.

Wu Xian suddenly became excited and looked at Zhang Wei hurriedly.

 “Have you taken all the photos?”

Zhang Wei smiled and nodded: "I took it, I took it..."

Wu Xian breathed a sigh of relief.

  I don’t know why.

Wu Xian would always subconsciously ignore things involving Zhang Wei, so much so that he almost forgot about taking photos. Fortunately, Zhang Wei was reliable and didn't miss the photo.

 Speaking of which, it was the same just now.

Zhang Wei has been reporting the location of Wu Xian and Liao Yifang through the camera, and it is not easy for Zhang Wei to dodge with the camera on his shoulder, but the ghost has never taken the initiative to attack Zhang Wei...

Think of this.

Wu Xian shook his head.

 “Forget it, it’s not important.”

The ball-playing ghost has turned into fly ash, leaving only four short and outrageous incense sticks on the ground. Among the four remaining incense sticks, two are 20 centimeters long and two are 15 centimeters long. The tops of the incense sticks are gray. Look. It seemed to have been burned.

 Wu Xian picked one up.

 Information appears on the certificate.

Remaining incense: Resentment lingers, and ghosts leave residual incense. The Yan family uses the incense to worship the dead folks in Linggui Village. The incense cannot be burned out, leaving a residue... Collect it in a length of 30 centimeters, and it can be used to worship gods.

 (End of this chapter)