Wu Yanshun's whole body fell into pieces in Ning Changan's sight, and a white figure rose into the sky and stood on the branches of an old locust tree.

With a "boom", the stone bench on which the old man was sitting shattered.

The white figure seemed to be tangible and insubstantial, giggling.

"You said you were gone and why did you come back? It would be great if we could go our separate ways. How about we discuss it..."

Ning Changan's sword reached the level of his eyebrows and stabbed out from the middle.

"Bloody man"

The woman in white screamed.

How come this person doesn't follow common sense and does whatever he says?

A straight line appeared in the night, and the sword energy pierced through the air, magnifying in the pupils of the woman in white, and then another sword energy came through the air.

In the Dantian of Ning Chang'an, the Qi in the Zifu Room was majestic and majestic, so people followed the secret of Qi transformation recorded in "One-Character Sword Technique" and used the Jingzhe Sword to hit the ground level again and again.

Zhongping Yijian has different angles and different lines of sword energy, but the attack point is the same. The effect is that the vertical and horizontal sword energy becomes a net, which is a little bit pockety.

The night is no longer complete, it is cut into pieces by this net.

The old locust tree broke and fell in the middle with a crash

A sharp whistle sounded from the lips of the woman in white, and the figure rushed into the night sky.

Ning Changan waved his sword.

A ray of sword light lay flat in the air, like sparkling water. The water surface spread, and the waist of the woman in white disappeared.

One and a half.

The incredible sound of "Ah" sounded and then interrupted, and the broken skeleton fell from the air and scattered on the ground.

Black smoke billowed like a tornado swinging towards the depths of Yanziping Village.

The destination is the Wang family mansion.

"It seems not as strong as the one in red in the ghost house," Ning Changan commented simply, took out an earth escape talisman, and summoned the paper man according to the old Taoist magic formula.

The paper man transformed into a beauty, a black beauty, and a red witch holding a bronze crossbow embellished with black smoke.

You have magic skills, I can escape from the earth, and I can also use the thirty-six tactics to create things out of nothing and confuse the real with the fake.

The ripples on the ground spread out like ripples, and Ning Changan sank into them.

The black smoke solidified after entering the Wang family mansion, and the figure of the woman in white was clear, much more transparent than before.

Wang Xian, who had eaten, drank and chatted with Ning Changan, was standing in the pavilion in the front yard, flanked by another handyman whom Ning Changan had seen.

"Madam, the police are here again," the man in white said.

Wang Xian stretched out his hand and touched it, and a piece of weathered face was pinched in his hand. The face was peach-red, the features were picturesque, but the eyes were full of violence.

"Why are you panicking? What kind of arrest?"

"The Chentang County police officer who appeared the day before yesterday"

Wang Xian frowned, "The policeman has experienced it himself. He has no energy. If he were not a policeman, considering the subsequent effects, he would have sucked the blood."

He frowned and looked toward the courtyard wall.

"What the hell is that?"

The night elongated the figure standing on the wall of the courtyard. He had blond hair, black tight-fitting trousers, and was dressed in a nondescript manner. His chest was wide open, and his eyebrows were deep, as if they were stained with rouge.

It looks strange but has an unidentified flavor.

He also held a crossbow in his hand.

In the other direction is a woman in strange clothes.

All eyes were focused on the Black Beauty, the Duo Beauty, and the Scarlet Witch on the wall of the courtyard.

There were ripples on the ground deep in the compound. Ning Changan stretched out his head and observed, but it disappeared.

The next moment, a police officer from Chentang County emerged from the ground two feet behind Wang Xian.

The three people in the house all looked at the beauty on the wall.

Ning Changan remained silent and waved his sword!

The qi machine stirred, and spiritual power was injected into the Jingzhe sword.

The sword light surged, and a thin but extremely bright light appeared behind Wang Xian.

Then he just shouted, "Witch, look at the sword."

The sword light condensed with spiritual power cut the handyman in half, and his skeleton fell to the ground and turned into ashes.

Wang Xian turned around fiercely, and the sword light penetrated his body.

"You are cheating"

The body was broken in two, the skin instantly shrank into ashes, and black smoke billowed toward the other side of the mansion.

The slender and bright light continued, transforming into Wu Yanshun's ghost body in white and passing through it.

The woman in white could no longer turn into smoke and escape. Her transparent body was shattered, and countless phosphorescent fireflies were flying in the vast night.

"Witch, take an arrow"

The runes of the crossbow arrow flashed, the light was strong, and the green light gathered in the arrow cluster when the red witch shot the crossbow arrow.

"laugh",

The crossbow arrows from the blacksmith at Red Moon Market broke through the air and disappeared into the black smoke that Wang Xian turned into.

The blacksmith shop in Hongyue Market must produce high-quality products, which are genuine and affordable.

Green light and black smoke intertwined, and a shrill scream sounded in the air. A twisted figure struggled in the green light.

The body was cracked, and countless tiny cracks appeared. The green light penetrated in, and the cracks continued to expand, and then the body was shattered with a heart-wrenching scream.

"Bang, bang," the sound of jade sounded on the ground.

An object that was exactly the same as the bone finger that Ning Changan picked up at the Shilipo Ghost House fell on the ground.

The bone finger fell to the ground, and Ning Changan saw the air around his sight fluctuate like water, the ripples converged, and Ning Changan's hair stood on end.

It is still the Wang family's mansion, but it no longer has the grand construction seen in the daytime.

The courtyard wall is broken, the attic is crumbling, the stars and moon are dim, the air is cool and full of eerie smell.

Outside the house there are various sounds intertwining.

Calling children to go home, women in the boudoir waiting for the return of their beloved, howling miserably at the bottom of their lungs.

The shadows outside the dilapidated courtyard are dim, and large tracts of night seem to be solidified, and the resentful spirits come out one by one.

There is no need to resort to qi talismans.

In early June, when he arrived at Yanziping in the early morning, Ning Changan felt that the sun was scorching hot and the night was dry. Now the air was cold and cold.

The cold breath condensed in the depths of the night, the temperature dropped sharply, and white crystals drifted and fell in the air.

It’s snowflake;

Snow in June!

Ning Changan took a long breath, thinking of the scene in the haunted house, and then seeing the shiny white jade bone fingers on the ground, he understood.

No wonder the clay Buddha in the mountain temple sheds tears.

There is no living person in Yanziping, it is a land of death, but it has been blocked. For two years, what outsiders saw when entering Yanziping was an illusion, and what maintained this illusion should be the ones that fell on the ground.

Bone fingers.

This is a high-level magic weapon that is beyond one's interpretation. It can disable the Taoist's energy-seeking talisman and naturally blind the eyes of Taoist priests, sect disciples and even the mirror guards.

The outside world only knows that there has been no rain in Yanziping for two years, but they don't know that it has been snowing for two whole years.

The voices shouting outside the house came from the people of Yanziping, and the figures approaching around were also people, but these people's anger was refined and turned into resentful spirits.

The head of the Wang family and his party were conducting sacrifices for dozens of people, including a maid. The coachman died suddenly shortly after leaving Yanziping. The many Yin Qi of Yanziping were contaminated, so how could anyone not be killed?

Ning Changan called, and the three paper beauties landed lightly on the ground and approached Ning Changan.

Paper figures are more precious than talismans.

There can't be any mistakes, there is a lot of insurance when three beauties join forces.

There were already resentful spirits rushing towards them from the left and right, and Ning Changan drew his sword.

Do not use sophisticated fire charms.

Jingzhe killed Wang Xian, who was the incarnation of a fierce ghost, and Ning Changan had some insights.

A small amount of spiritual power was injected into the rising Qi machine, the Jingzhe sword exploded with light, and the long sword pierced the air!

The resentful spirits coming from the left and right were swept away by the sword energy. Some of them dissipated directly like smoke and mist, while others shattered into little sparks and were mixed with the falling snow flakes.
Chapter completed!