Although he already knew that the female ghost was not a ghost, but the spirit of the ghost pupil, Zhang Xiaozhu was really full of shadows about her, so when he saw her at first sight, especially in the water, he was silently ignored by her.
When he touched the ground in front of him, he was so frightened that he was scared to death. He turned around and ran away to the water without thinking.
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Zhang Xiaozhu knew even without looking that what was wrapped around his body must be Qi Ling’s hair.
In just the blink of an eye, he was dragged more than ten feet underwater by the weapon spirit.
"Looking for death!" Zhang Xiaozhu suddenly showed a fierce look on his face and cursed fiercely in his heart. After a brief shock, he had calmed down.
His fright and fear were just the shadow left by the early weapon spirit in his heart. Now that he calmed down, he no longer had any fear.
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It's just a female ghost, not to mention she's not a ghost.
"I will end my relationship with you today!" Zhang Xiaozhu thought viciously in his heart. At the same time, he took out the bone knife from the mustard seeds, twisted his body and chopped it down, cutting off the hair wrapped around his body.
"Give me my eyes!" Qi Ling yelled at Zhang Xiaopou, and opened her eyebrows and pupils, but they were empty. Her hair suddenly spread out, and she rushed towards Zhang Xiaopou overwhelmingly.
Zhang Xiaozhu sneered and said in his heart: "I am no longer what I used to be. I couldn't resist your move in the past, but you can't do anything to me today."
His body was able to move freely in the water using the force of the water. Except that he could not open his mouth to breathe and speak, and his movements were a little slower, other aspects were almost the same as on land.
Seeing Qi Ling's hair rushing towards him, he immediately slashed with his sword, but Qi Ling's long hair could not move forward three feet in front of him.
Zhang Xiaopou did not move forward to attack. Instead, he thought in a wicked way: "Is it your hair that grows faster, or my hair that grows faster?"
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The weak willow trees suddenly danced gracefully in the wind.
Dance in the cold pool.
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I couldn't help but be surprised and delighted.
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I don't understand the true essence of it at all.
While he was shocked, he was also overjoyed. He felt that he could take this opportunity to have a good discussion with the weapon spirit and personally understand the essence and meaning of the cold pool dance.
However, he obviously took it for granted.
Bang!
Before he could react, the weapon spirit suddenly approached him and slapped him on the chest, causing his internal organs to shift. His body fell backwards and he let out most of the breath he held in his chest.
Qi Ling performed the Cold Pool Dance, and the speed was more than a star and a half faster than Zhang Xiaozu, the thief.
Boom!
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After this punch came out, his breath was exhausted, and he immediately turned red.
"What the hell!" Zhang Xiaozhu yelled anxiously, and then he realized that the weapon spirit was still a weapon spirit and could still suppress her. He had indeed grown up well, but the weapon spirit obviously did not stand still. Compared with
The last time we fought in the underground river, she was much stronger.
Or to be more precise, she knows how to use the cold pool dance to fight.
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As her memory slowly awakens, she is gradually remembering her forgotten combat prowess.
Bang!
Zhang Xiaozu also performed the Hantan Dance, and based on his familiarity with the Hantan Dance, he predicted the attack angle of the weapon spirit, and clapped his palm to meet her.
"Ah" The weapon spirit retracted its palm as if it was electrocuted, and let out a shrill scream.
Zhang Xiaozu raised his lips proudly because he hid the exorcism talisman in his palm. From the pain reaction of the weapon spirit, it is easy to see that although she is not a ghost, she is also afraid of the exorcism talisman like a ghost.
Although he has found the weakness of the weapon spirit, Zhang Xiaopeng does not dare to fight because he has exhausted all his breath, and he is afraid that he will be drowned alive if he continues to fight, so he takes the opportunity to knock back the weapon spirit with a palm and launches the fastest attack
Swim towards the water at high speed.
“Give me my eyes!” Qi Ling screamed, chasing after Zhang Xiaozu.
Wow!
A monster jumped out of the water.
Wow!
Qi Ling’s graceful figure followed Zhang Xiaozu out of the water. Perhaps she knew that the empty vertical pupils between her eyebrows were too shocking, so she closed them when she came out of the water.
She was wearing a black and white shirt from Yaowang Valley, which clung to her skin after being soaked by the water. Her curvaceous and graceful figure was exposed, which made a group of men suddenly widen their eyes and feel restless.
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"Fuck! Could this guy be the female disciple who dived under the water and molested Yaowang Valley?"
"I'm afraid so, otherwise how could I be chased like a grandson."
“This guy is so awesome!”
"Look, someone was caught diving to molest the female disciple of King Valley."
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After setting up a forbidden area and taking a bath comfortably, it was a very strange thing for a female disciple from the Medicine King Valley to suddenly appear in the place where a group of men were bathing.
Zhang Xiaozu did not expect that the weapon spirit would dare to chase him out. Instead of being surprised, he was overjoyed. He folded his body in the air and dived towards the weapon spirit.
He did not use the spell technique, but wanted to learn how to dance with the weapon spirit. Of course, it would be more appropriate to learn by stealing.
Bang!
As soon as they met, Zhang Xiaopou was swept away by Qi Ling.
Zhang Xiaozu fell into the water and tapped his toes on the water surface several times to relieve the impact, but did not sink under the water.
"Come again!" Zhang Xiaozu shouted excitedly, displayed his Hantan dance, and floated towards the weapon spirit.
Bang bang bang bang
On average, every ten attacks of the weapon spirit, Zhang Xiaozu could barely receive two or three times. For a while, he was like a sandbag being kicked around by the weapon spirit and beaten violently.
All the people taking a bath forgot to take a shower. They were like big quails, with only one head exposed on the water, watching the fierce battle with shocked expressions.
For the first time, they knew that fighting could be so graceful and graceful, just like dancing, and more beautiful than any dance they had ever seen.
However, the grace and grace concealed a terrifying power that frightened them. It looked like a soft palm, a punch, or a kick, but when it collided, it would erupt with a strange and heart-stopping power. This kind of visual
The deception and impact made the spectators feel very uncomfortable.
Bang bang bang bang
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Three moves turned into four, five, seven or eight, and so on, until they exchanged dozens of moves without falling behind. But in the end, there was something missing. After all, he was not a woman, and he could not imitate the femininity of a woman from the bottom of his heart.
"Haha, this kid is as shameless as you. He can secretly learn a girl's martial arts moves in front of so many people without blushing. Look at how he twists his waist, moves his hips, and makes poses.
He looks so disgusting, I really want to rush up and kick him." Butcher Zhang pinched the corner of his beard and twitched, feeling disgusted by Zhang Xiaopou's dancing posture.
Taoist Tianwu glanced at him disdainfully and said, "You know nothing. This dance is an ancient combat skill. Do you think you can learn it if you want to?"
"If a man does something and doesn't do something, what about the ancient combat skills? Can he let go of his masculinity? There is a set of ancient combat skills in the palace that can be wielded with a sword. It is extremely powerful. Do you want to learn it? Yes.
Just follow my example and give it to you." Butcher Zhang curled his lips and said.
"Get out!" Taoist Tianwu rolled his eyes at him angrily and said, "Do you think that woman is a human being?"
"What is it if it's not a human being?" Butcher Zhang's eyes fell on the weapon spirit, and he suddenly exclaimed. It was only after Taoist Tianwu reminded him that he realized that the weapon spirit was unusual. After pondering for a moment, he asked uncertainly: "Elf?"
"The weapon spirit." Taoist Tianwu replied.
"Is it the spirit of the rare treasure that the boy is carrying?" Butcher Zhang immediately figured it out.
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"The lingering ghost has turned into an undead spirit in the world, and is not afraid of the red sun. Who is it? Situ Qing?" Zhang Butcher felt the change in Taoist Tianwu's aura, and subconsciously followed his gaze, and saw
Situ Qing asked, but he already had the answer in his heart.
"Can you tell whether it is a good spirit or an evil spirit?" Butcher Zhang asked.
"Since I was caught by the old Taoist, good and evil no longer matter. Once the spiritual master of the Star Realm causes harm to the world, it will definitely cause a loss of life and cannot be left." Tianwu Taoist said solemnly.
……
"Zhang Xiaozu, stop!" Yu Wenrui stepped on the water and as soon as he saw the delicate figure fighting with Zhang Xiaozu, he immediately became furious and yelled at Zhang Xiaozu.
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Wow!
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Situ Qing came through the air, and two figures suddenly appeared in front of him, it was Taoist Tianwu and Butcher Zhang.
"Situ Qing, you are dead." Taoist Tianwu said nothing nonsense when he met.
Situ Qing's body trembled violently when he heard this, and then his face gradually showed a painful expression until it became ferocious and twisted. He stared at Taoist Tianwu for a long time, and his ferocious and twisted expression suddenly fell. He nodded bitterly and said in a hoarse voice: "
Yes, I am already dead, already dead."
(Seeing that some readers have said that the recent chapters are not in the right state, I will speed up the plot and skip it. In fact, I am writing seriously, and try to write as exciting as possible after considering all aspects, but there will always be times when I fail to write.
It’s a huge embarrassing situation when I am so excited or moved, but cannot move the readers. These should be problems with plot control and writing. I will try my best to correct and improve. It would be best if I can listen to your suggestions and guidance.
But no more.)
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