The mourning stick in Bai Wuchang's hand waved airtightly, and the white robe swayed rapidly in the raging wind, making a sound of hunting.
"Hmph!" Bai Wuchang snorted coldly, and the next moment his voice turned into an afterimage.
At this time, Bai Wuchang's speed reached the point where it was difficult to see clearly, like smoke, or like a ghost shadow, the mourning stick in his hand made a "beep beep" sound in the afterimage, and the iron chain on his body made a rattling sound. The sound is like ghosts and gods dancing on the tip of a knife.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
Bai Wuchang's figure moved to the extreme, and the mourning stick kept looking for a blind spot and blasted towards the white ghost. Every time the strong ghost energy on the mourning stick passed by, it would turn the objects on the ground into a stream of particles, as if blown by the wind. Corrosion disappears over tens of millions of years.
After a few breaths, the white ghost retreated.
At this time, he seemed to be unable to imitate Bai Wuchang's movement, and seemed to be photographed by Bai Wuchang's fierce power. He leaned back and floated backward like a goose feather. It seemed very slow, but in fact, it appeared in the blink of an eye. far away.
brush!
The body of the white ghost appeared hundreds of meters away, on a dirt bag.
This soil bag is the soil bag that the villas in the original community were transformed into particle flow by Yin Qi.
On the ground next to the soil bag, there are several bones.
Those bones are the colleagues who talked to the fat security guard and others before.
The white ghost stood on top of the dirt bag, his scarlet tongue rolled, and his evil eyes stared at Bai Wuchang in the distance with suspicion.
The white ghost seemed puzzled and curious.
He lowered his head and looked at the mourning stick in his hand. The mourning stick exuded an extremely evil aura. Some of the white cloth strips had turned into fly ash and disappeared. The hole after the flame burns is general.
This was all caused by fighting with Bai Wuchang.
He fought against Bai Wuchang, he was faintly at a disadvantage, and was faintly suppressed by Bai Wuchang.
In some places, he is weaker than Bai Wuchang.
brush!
The corners of Bai Wuchang's eyes radiated a cold light, he leaned forward, and rushed towards the white ghost in an instant. Wherever he passed, the ghost was terrified and the ghost screamed.
Bai Wuchang is a vicious god who hunts down evil spirits. His aura is fully open, making people feel creepy just by looking at him.
In the wind, Bai Wuchang's other extremely white palm stretched out from the throw, arched like an eagle's claw, and grabbed the white ghost's head. Bai Wuchang looked at the white ghost coldly, wanting to catch and explode it head.
"Jie Jie Jie..."
Above the dirt bag, the white ghost looked up at Bai Wuchang, and he let out a sinister and strange laugh.
There seemed to be waves of disdain in his eyes.
In the previous hundreds of moves, Bai Wuchang did not cause any substantial damage to him.
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"boom!"
Facing Bai Wuchang's volley blow, the ghost energy on his body collided and turned into a thick black mist like a giant tornado rolling the sea. The ghost energy on the mourning stick in his hand was like substance, and it was cut out of the void, swinging towards Bai Wuchang.
"Boom!"
When Bai Wuchang's attack met the white ghost's attack, the sky became dark immediately, and a huge wave of air swayed from the two as the center of a circle to all directions, making the mountains tremble faintly like earthquake waves.
"Clang!"
At this moment of stalemate, the iron chain around Bai Wuchang's waist swayed, and the iron chain around Bai Wuchang's waist swelled in the wind, appearing behind the white ghost like a ribbon, and at the top of the iron chain were two deep-cold black hooks .
With a sound of "噗嗤", the hooks on the iron chain locked the white ghost's shoulder blades from left to right.
In an instant, the white ghost's face was distorted, as if in extreme pain, his strange laughter disappeared, replaced by a ghostly howling that terrified even the evil spirits.
"Whoo~"
A tyrannical wind suddenly appeared, Bai Wuchang's robe was blown rattlingly, and his hair spread all over the sky. The intensity of this wind was several times stronger than before.
Generally, evil spirits will die if they touch it.
The white ghost wanted to struggle under the pain.
However, he couldn't get rid of the Li hook at all, and the iron row and Li hook locked his shoulders tightly, preventing him from moving forward.
Bai Wuchang's eyes were gloomy and cold, and he took this opportunity to raise the mourning stick in his hand high, and threw it at the head of the white ghost.
The white ghost was terrified, and screamed like ghosts and gods, and he wanted to raise the mourning stick in his hand to resist.
"Snapped!"
This time, the white ghost appeared terrified, and the mourning stick in his hand was smashed by Bai Wuchang's mourning stick immediately, and a more terrifying Yin Qi appeared between the weapons of the two.
After a successful blow, Bai Wuchang grabbed the iron chain with one hand, and raised the mourning stick in the other hand high again. He wanted to use this to break the body of the white ghost and seriously injure him.
Bai Wuchang didn't want to kill this white ghost directly, a ghost that was exactly like him, and even had the same appearance and moves as him, is that okay?
So Bai Wuchang was going to take this white ghost who was very similar to him back to meet Lord He Heshen.
Bai Wuchang felt that even Li San would be interested in the guy in front of him who was exactly like him.
This ghost, who is exactly like him, must have a special identity.
The meaning of his existence may have other more important information.
The white ghost stopped struggling. At this moment, he glanced at Bai Wuchang, who was about to attack him, and at He Xunshuang and the bronze ghost Wanyou in the distance. A stern look flashed in his eyes.
Bai Wuchang didn't notice the look in the white ghost's eyes, and threw the mourning stick in his hand at the white ghost with a fierce momentum.
Before the mourning stick fell, the white ghost uttered a strange cry. In an instant, dense black cracks appeared on his body. His body shattered itself and turned into countless terrifying tornadoes. These tornadoes were all full of extreme Yin Qi.
A strong wind blew up, like several typhoons converging, flying sand and rocks for thousands of miles, blurring the vision instantly.
The strong yin energy and raging wind instantly enveloped Bai Wuchang, and Bai Wuchang's vision became blurred with the flying sand and rocks.
He Xunshuang, who was watching the battle from a distance, changed drastically.
He looked at the black hood that covered the entire area in front of him, and felt the terrifying fluctuations in it, but his vision was blurred, so he couldn't see what was going on inside.
The outside world is still so quiet, but inside the black light curtain is a piece of gray, and the Yin Qi is raging, like a thousand ghosts dancing wildly, which is frightening.
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