With a loud roar, a powerful aura suddenly erupted from the old man's body. He jumped up nimbly and landed next to the thick-backed sword. He stretched out his broad palm and slapped the handle of the thick-backed sword hard.
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In an instant, the thick-backed sword buzzed loudly, and an invisible wave spread, ringing back and forth in the hall.
Suddenly, the black fog in the hall seemed to be frightened, and it was turbulent. The ghost of the little devil in the black fog screamed again and again.
Immediately, the ancient man opened his eyes angrily, his other hand circulated blood, and he slapped the handle of the knife again, stacking his palms.
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The buzzing sound of the thick-backed broadsword became even more intense and extremely sharp. The descendants of the Bai family, who were so frightened by the little Japanese ghost that their buttocks urinated, were now in pain from the sound of the knife, and their eardrums were in pain. They moaned in unspeakable agony.
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? As the swords continued to scream, the black mist in the hall seemed to be alive, shrinking, shrinking again, and soon became a mass, then stabilized, and kept circling. It seems that he has no intention of going back underground.
The sound of the sword suppressed the evil, but it was unable to be suppressed. The face of the ancient man changed drastically.
Jiang Le secretly thought that something was wrong, so he grabbed a handful of evil-suppressing talismans and waved his hand, causing the evil-suppressing talismans to fly all over the sky.
¡° Then Jiang Le pinched the spell with both hands and changed it quickly.
"The sky and the earth are infinite, the universe borrows the law, the magic talisman suppresses evil, and the urgency is like the law."
As soon as the spell came out, the magic spell was drawn, and the evil-suppressing talismans all over the sky burst out with strong magic light. Then the magic light flashed, and the evil-suppressing charms were automatically attached to the door, the wall, the wooden beams, and the pillars. Locked down the entire room.
Then Jiang Le stepped on the Tiangang and turned his palms. The demon-slaying thunderwood sword appeared in his hand, and his eyes flashed with divine light, locking onto the wandering black mist. The figure swept closer, flicked his wrist, and pierced the demon-slaying thunderwood sword into the black mist.
ah!
Several ghosts of little devils were killed with one sword, and their souls were scattered.
The black mist was frightened and moved faster, and the black mist condensed even smaller, becoming only the size of a football. I want to rush out of the hall.
But as the black mist approached the door, the evil-suppressing talisman on the door flashed and the black mist bounced back. Several more little devil ghosts were injured and disappeared.
Watching the black mist bounce back, Jiang Le turned around and slashed his sword across the sky. The sword energy flashed. Several more ghosts screamed in the black mist.
Heiwu was furious, twisted and transformed into a ghost ghost, and counterattacked Jiang Le with all his teeth and claws.
Jiang Le's face was expressionless, and he unfolded the Seven-Star Sword Technique. He stabbed the black mist with one sword, and the ghost screamed and shattered, and then the black mist deformed again. He was stabbed again, several times in a row. The black mist flashed and rushed into the crowd.
"No, get out of the way, it wants to possess you." Jiang Leji shouted.
However, the children of the Bai family were unable to react in time. The black mist flashed and penetrated into a young man.
Without saying a word, Jiang Le took a step forward, stretched out his arm, and placed an exorcism talisman on the young man's forehead. The magic light flashed, and the young man screamed, and a black mist escaped from him, approaching Bai Xiaolong who could not avoid it.
Bai Xiaolong was startled and quickly raised his hand. What he held in his hand was an exorcism charm.
Hei Wu was shocked and avoided it, then possessed another person.
Jiang Le took a look and saw that this person was actually Wu Zeren.
Seeing this person, Jiang Le grinned. Instead of taking out the evil-exorcism charm, he flicked his wrist and hit Wu Zeren's chest with the Demon-Slaying Thunderwood Sword. A burst of mana directly knocked Wu Zeren several meters away and hit the wall.
Wu Zeren screamed and stood up, looking at Jiang Le with his teeth and claws open and his face ferocious.
"Everyone, get out of the way. He is possessed. Be careful of accidental injuries." Jiang Le warned, then spread out his footwork and quickly approached Wu Zeren. The Demon-Slaying Thunderwood Sword kept falling on him, but the mana point stopped. , but could not force out the black mist, and Wu Zeren screamed every time he was hit several times, and within a short time, Wu Zeren's clothes were in tatters.
At this time, Jiang Le glanced at Hongshang, and the two made eye contact.
"Is that enough?"
"Let's do it again."
"no problem."
Jiang Le's figure swept over and walked into Wu Zeren's side. He stretched out his hand and slapped an exorcism talisman on Wu Zeren's chest, and the magic light emerged.
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Wu Zeren screamed in pain, and then a black mist escaped from him.
This time, Jiang Le didn¡¯t give Hei Wu a chance. He flew up, circled in mid-air, and inserted the Demon-Slaying Thunderwood Sword upside down, nailing Hei Wu straight to the ground.
Suddenly, half of the black mist was exposed to the outside, and half penetrated underground, struggling wildly.
Jiang Le snorted coldly: "You still dare to resist, kill demons and destroy evil spirits with thunder and lightning."
With one hand pinching the magic formula, the sword finger pointed on the hilt of the Demon-Slaying Thunderwood Sword, and sparks of electric light suddenly appeared on the Demon-Slaying Thunderwood Sword.
It¡¯s delicious!
The electric light is masculine and vast, filled with thunderous energy.
Contacted by the electric light, the black mist suddenly shattered and dispersed for a small part. Now he no longer dared to resist, and sank directly into the ground and disappeared.
Immediately, the eerie and strange atmosphere that filled the hall dissipated.
When the old man saw the black fog turning underground, his face suddenly relaxed. Then he felt weak, dizzy and shaky. He quickly took a few steps back and sat down on the big chair, panting and sweating profusely.
Jiang Le put the Demon-Slaying Thunderwood Sword on his back, glanced at the ground solemnly, sighed and shook his head.
"Wow, Master, you are so amazing." An exclamation broke the silence, but it was Bai Xiaolong who looked at Jiang Le with hot eyes, full of envy and adoration.
Not only him, but everyone present looked at Jiang Le in shock.
They don¡¯t agree with Jiang Le because they have never seen real Taoist magic and have never encountered monsters and ghosts. Naturally, they think this is a world of science and technology, and all ghosts and monsters are all superstitious ideas.
But now that they have witnessed the ghost of the little Japanese and seen Jiang Le showing off his power, the persistence in their hearts is shattered and replaced by panic.
This world is too unsafe.
"Thank you for your help, sir, otherwise we would have been in big trouble." The seventy-year-old man breathed for a moment, finally recovered a little, and then thanked Jiang Le with a grateful face.
Jiang Le shook his head and said: "I'm sorry, old man, but your appearance will cause everyone a lot of injuries. The evil energy invades the body, and the sound of the sword is frightening. If you don't take a good rest and treatment, it will easily leave hidden dangers."
As soon as these words came out, the people in the hall reacted and looked at each other, all exclaiming.
Among the children of the Bai family in the hall, some were pale and pale, and some were bleeding from seven holes, looking miserable.
"Ah? Mom, you have a nosebleed. You look so ugly."
"Hongzhi, why is your face so green? Why are you still shaking? Your hands are so cold. Don't scare me?"
"Master, please, help my son find out why he is unconscious. Master, please."
There was a cry of mourning in the hall.
Jiang Le said calmly: "It's just an ordinary evil infection. If you exercise more on weekdays, it won't be like this. Go back to the sun and drink a few bowls of ginger soup and you'll be fine."
"Really?"
"It's up to you whether you believe it or not."
"I believe it. Thank you so much, Master."
"Master, will Master Ren be okay?" Sun Yi asked fearfully.
Jiang Le glanced at Wu Zeren who was unconscious and fell to the ground, and said with a smile: "I don't know about this. If I am possessed by the black mist demon, I might not be able to wake up. Even if I wake up, I might feel some discomfort. Well, you¡¯d better take him to the hospital for a checkup.¡±
Brother, stop being ridiculous, can the doctor still see this? (To be continued)