My Master is Lin Zhengying

As a result, under this blow.

Xuanguang pierced through the ghost gate in an instant, and exploded in the mind of the red-clothed ghost slave.

Just heard a scream of "ah".

The ghost slave in red was blown out of his wits by the Xuanguang on the spot.

The ghost slave in red had just died.

These Yin spirits attached to the Myriad Ghost Knife seem to have lost their backbone.

The ghosts who swooped down on a large scale suddenly became confused.

Started to fly mindlessly.

There was a terrified "woo hoo" sound.

Some even directly fought and bit.

More often, they fled Yizhuang directly and flew away in all directions.

Seeing this, Kudo Kano was furious.

The red-clothed ghost slave, he has cultivated it for five years.

These ghosts gathered here because he traveled all over Fusang's large and small cemeteries.

At this moment, it just flew away.

This made Kudo Kano extremely furious.

"idiot!"

After a low growl, he also raised his long knife and charged forward.

On the other hand, on Nanchen's side, it was because of the death of the ghost slave in red.

The attacks of the Yin spirits decreased, and those white-clothed ghosts also became hesitant.

Or retreat, or run away, or stop.

The pressure plummeted.

However, Fusang Onmyoji has struck.

Let the relaxed nerves tense up again.

Nan Chen put away the orb in the painting.

This bead is a bit against the sky.

It can help cultivation, and can absorb the power of evil spirits.

Use it well, and cooperate with his high-level profound energy, five elements profound energy.

It is only a matter of time to break through quickly and gain strength.

But now, it is still important to repel these Fusang Onmyouji.

Among these onmyojis, the rest are easy to say.

Nan Chen and the others are capable of dealing with it.

There is only Kudo Kano who is the leader.

The cultivation base has reached the seventh level of the mysterious rank.

Even if he was coughed up blood and injured by Uncle Jiu during the day.

The cultivation base may have weakened.

But it's still not Nan Chen, who can resist it casually.

The rank gap is too large.

A dead skinny camel is bigger than a horse.

But at this juncture, it is impossible to fail.

Do you kneel down and beg for mercy?

That was absolutely impossible, not to mention that the other party was from Fusang.

At the same time, several Fusang minions rushed up.

One by one, they raised their long knives.

Gathering profound energy, the sword light is overflowing.

Facing Nan Chen's head, he chopped it up.

Seeing this, Nan Chen snorted coldly.

I can't beat your leader, but I can't beat you little guys.

Nan Chen waved two swords.

The sword energy surged.