I was clearly practicing martial arts, how did it become a magical power?

When everyone saw the scarred swordsman, they were all shocked.

Shouldn't his body be placed in that courtyard?

Realizing that he was discovered, the scarred swordsman also showed a strange smile, suddenly pulled out his long sword, and slashed towards Qin Yang fiercely.

He seemed to blame everything on Qin Yang.

But his sword was not as fast as Zhang Yao's sword.

A flash of cold light flashed quickly.

Accompanied by a slight puff.

The scarred swordsman's neck was instantly chopped off by Zhang Yao's sword.

But in the next moment.

The scarred swordsman's head actually floated up strangely, turned in the air, opened his bloody mouth, and rushed towards Zhang Yao.

Zhang Yao has also accumulated some experience in dealing with evil spirits these days, and has always been vigilant in her heart.

At the moment when the scarred swordsman's head rushed over, she shouted, twisted her right hand, and slashed out a terrible sword light.

Puff! !

The sword light directly penetrated the scarred swordsman's eyebrows.

The next moment.

The head instantly condensed into ice, and when it fell to the ground, it was smashed into pieces.

The swordsman, the burly monk and others were all shocked when they saw this scene.

Zhang Yao's sword just now made them feel cold in their hearts.

Ask yourself, if this sword is stabbed at them, they may not be able to dodge it.

And from the cold air emitted by Zhang Yao's sword just now, it is definitely the true energy.

At such a young age, Zhang Yao has such a cultivation, and she has become mysterious in their hearts.

"Thank you, Miss Zhang, for saving my life again!"

Qin Yang thanked again.

"No need. If you hadn't found this person, who knows what would happen next."

Zhang Yao was also relieved.

She felt that she was inexperienced and didn't even notice that there was an extra person behind her.

"Miss Zhang, what should we do next?"

After hearing Qin Yang's address to Zhang Yao, the swordsman hurriedly said.

After seeing Zhang Yao's strength, everyone naturally wanted to take her as the leader.

Even the burly monk and others set their sights on Zhang Yao.

"I have no way to leave this villa now."

"It seems that the only way is to solve the root cause here."

Zhang Yao said lightly.

"The root cause. Where does Miss Zhang think the root cause is?"

The burly monk asked.

"It should be Zhong Mo."

"We came here because of the news spread by Zhong Mo."

"If we can find him, maybe the problem can be solved."

Zhang Yao said in a deep voice.

The swordsman frowned and said, "But we can't find Zhong Mo now."

They have already walked around the villa, not to mention Zhong Mo, no one has been seen.

"If he wants to harm us, he will definitely show up."

"We don't have to panic, just wait for him to show up."

Zhang Yao said lightly.

Then, she asked everyone to stay where they were, formed a circle, and looked around vigilantly.

When encountering evil spirits, the best way to deal with it is to stay calm and not let your mind be affected by the environment.

Everyone now listens to Zhang Yao's words, just standing there, not going anywhere.

Qin Yang and Qing Dai had no cultivation in Zhang Yao's eyes, so they were arranged in the middle of the team.

In this way, even if something happened, there would be no problem.

After a while, the fog in the villa became thicker.

One after another, strange figures emerged from the fog.

"Here they come."

Zhang Yao's eyes turned cold.

If they stayed here, Zhong Mo would not be able to sit still.

Everyone was also nervous.

These strange figures were the servants and guards of the villa before.

But now they were pale and exuded a strong stench, as if they were dead corpses for more than ten years.

"Kill!"

Zhang Yao took the lead.

Her figure flashed, and the long sword in her hand suddenly turned into a beam of cold light and shot out.

The swordsman, the burly monk and others also followed Zhang Yao and took action one after another.

They knew that if they wanted to escape from the villa, a big battle was inevitable.

So no one held back.

Ding ding ding~~

Everyone and the evil corpse started a fierce fight.

Qin Yang's eyes were always on Zhang Yao, and he smiled: "This girl's swordsmanship is pretty good."

Qing Dai on the side did not speak.

She had no interest in this level of fighting.

After a cup of tea.

These evil corpses were killed by Zhang Yao and others.

The stench of decay filled the air.

"Be careful!"

"The air is poisonous, hold your breath!"

The burly monk shouted, and then hurriedly covered his mouth and nose.

He felt a little dizzy now.

Plop~~~

As soon as the burly monk finished speaking, a Jianghu Ranger fell directly to the ground.

His face was a strange purple-blue, his mouth was black, and he kept spitting white foam.

Seeing this scene, the others hurriedly held their breath.

But in fact, in the fight just now, they had absorbed too much poisonous fog.

It's too late to react now.

Plop~~~

Figures kept falling down, dying of poison.

Even the swordsman and the burly monk were on the verge of collapse.

In order to save their lives, they did not care about the current situation and hurriedly sat cross-legged on the ground, circulating their internal energy to resist the toxins in their bodies.

Zhang Yao hurriedly looked at Qin Yang and Qing Dai, but found that the two were not fine, so she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hold your breath. Try to hold it in."

"Then stay away from here!"

Zhang Yao said in a deep voice.

Qin Yang heard this, took Qing Dai's hand and ran outside.

Zhang Yao herself was fine.

She had the air purification talisman given by Song Lingzi on her body, which could purify all toxins, so she was not affected.

"Ah ah!!"

Two screams came.

Zhang Yao looked over.

I saw that the heads of the burly monk and the swordsman were each severely scratched by a rotten ghost claw.

"I didn't expect to meet a fairy and Buddha bloodline."

"I really made a fortune this time!"

Zhong Mo appeared in Zhang Yao's eyes with a smile on his face.

His current appearance was indeed scary.

His face was covered with strange black lines, his body was hunched, and his voice was hoarse and low, like a ghoul.

After Zhang Yao sensed the breath on Zhong Mo, his expression became more solemn.

With this kind of aura, Zhong Mo must have been contaminated by a high-level ghost weapon.

And she has not yet entered the realm of martial saint, and both sides have obvious awareness.

For a moment, even Zhang Yao felt heavy pressure.

"Why are you scared now?"

Zhong Mo grinned.

"If you were a ghost, I might be a little afraid of you."

"But you are nothing, why should I be afraid!"

Zhang Yao sneered.

"You will be scared later!"

Zhong Mo roared.

He instantly turned into a residual image and appeared in front of Zhang Yao, stabbing Zhang Yao's head with both hands.

Zhang Yao was flexible, and at the moment of dodging left and right, she stabbed Zhong Mo's eyes with a sword.

With a creak!

Zhong Mo stretched out his big hand and grabbed Zhang Yao's long sword.

"Looking for death!"

Zhang Yao turned her wrist, and the long sword suddenly rotated.

The long sword and the opponent's nails kept colliding, and a large number of sparks burst out. (End of this chapter)