After saying this, Tu Shanjun immediately felt that he had a bargaining chip in his hand.
Moreover, the big-headed ghost provided Tushanjun with an idea, that is, the Yinhun Dan can not only be used to improve the strength of the banner master, but it can also obviously improve the strength of the evil ghost.
Tushanjun also ate it as a jelly bean, but apart from providing him with enough evil energy to repair his body, it had no very strong effect.
Tu Shanjun didn't care at all about Gaomen singing and drinking.
He felt that drinking from the wine bottle was particularly unsatisfactory, so he directly grabbed the wine jar, opened his big mouth and let the wine pour into his stomach.
I should eat and drink as I should, but it was not affected.
"Dong dong."
Heavy footsteps sounded, and a tall evil ghost appeared at the door of the lobby.
He must be about six feet three in stature, with two little ghosts following him.
It has green-faced fangs, log chiseled teeth, and two ghost horns less than an inch long on its forehead, which are smaller and lighter in color than Tushanjun's ghost horns.
If we were to say which of the two is the Two-Horned Ghost King, judging by their appearance, it is really easy to think that it is Tu Shanjun.
As soon as the two-horned ghost came in, he immediately locked eyes with Tushanjun and yelled, "Why is that green-faced fellow pretending to be me?"
"You are so unreasonable, you pretend to be me and you dare to speak so loudly." Tu Shanjun wiped his mouth, grinning, a pair of sharp fangs were perfectly connected, his expression looked inexplicably ferocious.
The ghosts in the palace looked at me and I looked at you, but they didn’t say anything to persuade me or say anything.
Since there are two two-horned ghost kings, of course the one who can fight is the real one. They will not be able to tell who is real and who is fake like humans.
The stronger the twin horns, the better. The one who loses is obviously not a twin horn.
Hearing Tushanjun's words, the two-horned ghost king suddenly became furious.
"Then just die." The two-horned ghost roared.
All the ghosts and ghosts in the audience just watched.
On the other hand, the bone girl who was nestling next to Tushan Jun opened her eyes wide, she could feel the coldness on her skin.
The sharpness is like cutting through the skin and piercing into the bones.
Tu Shanjun didn't care at all about Gaomen singing and drinking.
He felt that drinking from the wine bottle was particularly unsatisfactory, so he directly grabbed the wine jar, opened his big mouth and let the wine pour into his stomach.
I should eat and drink as I should, but it was not affected.
"Dong dong."
Tu Shanjun didn't care at all about Gaomen singing and drinking.
He felt that drinking from the wine bottle was particularly unsatisfactory, so he directly grabbed the wine jar, opened his big mouth and let the wine pour into his stomach.
I should eat and drink as I should, but it was not affected.
"Dong dong."
Heavy footsteps sounded, and a tall evil ghost appeared at the door of the lobby.
He must be about six feet three in stature, with two little ghosts following him.
It has green-faced fangs, log chiseled teeth, and two ghost horns less than an inch long on its forehead, which are smaller and lighter in color than Tushanjun's ghost horns.
If we were to say which of the two is the Two-Horned Ghost King, judging by their appearance, it is really easy to think that it is Tu Shanjun.
"kill!"
In an instant, the two-horned ghost king appeared in front of Tushanjun. With a cruel expression in his rage, he clenched his fists as big as a casserole and swung them.
The hunting fist wind caused Tushanjun's wild red hair to scatter.
There was no difference in Tushanjun's expression at all.
"Can't you stop me?"
Heavy footsteps sounded, and a tall evil ghost appeared at the door of the lobby.
He must be about six feet three in stature, with two little ghosts following him.
It has green-faced fangs, log chiseled teeth, and two ghost horns less than an inch long on its forehead, which are smaller and lighter in color than Tushanjun's ghost horns.
If we were to say which of the two is the Two-Horned Ghost King, judging by their appearance, it is really easy to think that it is Tu Shanjun.
Close.
Getting closer.
Even the fine skin and cold hairs on the face tilted away.
If this punch landed on her head, she had foreseen that her head would explode like a watermelon.
"Bang."
Tu Shanjun took half a step back, looked down, and saw two ghost hand guides on his belly.
If it weren't for the deflection of his center due to the punch, he wouldn't have been able to move at all, but it is undeniable that the two-horned ghost not only dodged his fist but also counterattacked the attack with his backhand.
It looks like he needs to show some real skills.
This made Wen Yue feel wronged and supported him with his magic power.
The bone girl closed her eyes tightly and huddled up.
The pain I imagined did not come, but instead felt strangely quiet and calm.
The bone girl huddled in the shadow opened her eyes and looked up.
The blue-black arm lay horizontally in front of him, motionless, and his broad ghost hand caught the fist coming from the two-horned ghost.
One-arm block.
Tu Shanjun raised his head and drank heavily, and the bloody wine poured into his big mouth.
Silks will flow out from the corners of the mouth, and the red hair will be spread like a wild beast's mane, wild and unruly.
The two skeletal girls in the shadows actually saw admiration in each other's eyes.
When the two-horned ghost saw it, he was shocked and punched again with his free left hand.
Tu Shanjun didn't care at all about Gaomen singing and drinking.
He felt that drinking from the wine bottle was particularly unsatisfactory, so he directly grabbed the wine jar, opened his big mouth and let the wine pour into his stomach.
I should eat and drink as I should, but it was not affected.
"Dong dong."
Heavy footsteps sounded, and a tall evil ghost appeared at the door of the lobby.
He must be about six feet three in stature, with two little ghosts following him.
It has green-faced fangs, log chiseled teeth, and two ghost horns less than an inch long on its forehead, which are smaller and lighter in color than Tushanjun's ghost horns.
If we were to say which of the two is the Two-Horned Ghost King, judging by their appearance, it is really easy to think that it is Tu Shanjun.
"ah!"
"boom."
The wine jar immediately shattered, but it was already empty.
Tu Shanjun clenched it fiercely, and the residue of the wine jar in his hand suddenly turned into powder, and he made a half-bow fist.
Fired with a bang.
With just a bang, the body of the two-horned ghost was knocked out and rolled on the ground several times before it stopped.
He spat out blood mixed with black, and just as he was about to raise his head, his eyes suddenly went dark.
If we were to say which of the two is the Two-Horned Ghost King, judging by their appearance, it is really easy to think that it is Tu Shanjun.
His horns growled, his eyes were full of alertness, his body muscles were completely tense, and black mist drifted unnaturally.
Tushanjun wiped the corners of his mouth.
Good wine.
It's just too little, and it's not enough.
If you're too greedy to drink, it's better to take care of the two-horned ghost first.
Tushanjun stepped on the ground fiercely, and immediately stood on the ground with a bow and a horse. His body was like a stretched out full moon, and his fists, which were bigger than a casserole, were waving.
The two-horned ghost roared and bounced up. Although it was a moment slower, he still waved his fist.
The oscillating ripples just escaped.
One punch passed.
It turned out that his huge body blocked the light behind him.
The two-horned ghost looked up, and in the backlight, he saw only a pair of scarlet ghost eyes opening in the shadow.
A terrifying sense of oppression came over him, making him feel timid for no reason.
Tu Shanjun didn't care at all about Gaomen singing and drinking.
He felt that drinking from the wine bottle was particularly unsatisfactory, so he directly grabbed the wine jar, opened his big mouth and let the wine pour into his stomach.
I should eat and drink as I should, but it was not affected.
"Dong dong."
Heavy footsteps sounded, and a tall evil ghost appeared at the door of the lobby.
He must be about six feet three in stature, with two little ghosts following him.
It has green-faced fangs, log chiseled teeth, and two ghost horns less than an inch long on its forehead, which are smaller and lighter in color than Tushanjun's ghost horns.
The two-horned ghost's arms were completely beaten into pulp, hanging down by his side like noodles.
His body was also blown away again.
It was firmly mounted on the pillars of the main hall, with most of the body embedded in it, and black and red blood flowed down the gaps.
The two-horned ghost pulled his body out of the sealed pillar.
The blood on the top of his head kept flowing down, and his rickety body gradually straightened up.
"Hahaha."
The two-horned ghost laughed, and his arms turned like noodles, quickly returning to their original shape under the repair of the black ghost mist.
"How strong I thought you were, turns out you are only this strong."
"Then you'd better die."
The two horns on the forehead of the Two-Horned Ghost gradually grew longer and turned into a blue-black color, and his own aura was rapidly improving.
Although the Two-Horned Ghost is still 80% qi-trained, the level of danger to Tushanjun now is completely different from that of the original ghost.
At the same time, the two-horned ghost closed his eyes.
Under the explosion of so many evil spirits.
This thing itself is a powerful medicine, you can take it in moderation, but you can't overdose.
Tu Shanjun punched quickly.
The fist formed an afterimage, but only one or two punches from a dozen punches could hit it.
The speed and strength of the Double-Horned Ghost have indeed been improved, but they are relatively limited. Logically speaking, it cannot avoid Tushanjun's fists at all, and it can also accurately hit the nodes where the breath flows in Tushanjun's body.
This kind of fighting method is similar to Tu Shanjun's battle with Cui Guang that day.
Because he is familiar with Yuan Ling Gong and Three Rainbow Sword Techniques, Tu Shanjun can always predict the enemy and make judgments in advance.
Tu Shanjun turned his wrist slightly, and wrapped his open ghost hand around the neck of the two-horned ghost: "The old ape hangs the seal, intending to turn back."
After the ghost hand caught the two-horned ghost, Tushanjun raised his right fist.
The Two-Horned Ghost can fine-tune its body, so as long as you can catch him, no matter how strong your mind is, it's useless.
The two-horned ghost beat Tushanjun crazily in the hope of breaking free, but how could Tushanjun give him this chance?
Bang bang bang.
Tu Shanjun punched one after another, hammering the Two-Horned Ghost's head crazily, and black and red blood spattered on his face.
The corners of his mouth gradually raised.
Thoughts flashed through his mind, and Tu Shanjun felt more and more that his guess was correct: "Those ghost horns may really have an ability similar to the mind's eye."
The corners of the Double-Horned Ghost's mouth were cracked and its fangs were exposed. While dodging Tushanjun's attacks, his fists also caused a lot of damage to Tushanjun.
The old ape hangs his seal and rubs his fist against the double-horned ghost's neck, hitting the gap.
"You can't hit me."
The two-horned ghost dodged slightly, as if he had already expected that Tushanjun's fist would land here, and his words were full of mockery.
That's right.
It's this kind of fist-to-flesh fight that makes people more enjoyable.
Crazy hammering.
Until the evil ghost in his hand turned into a human shape and fell into a pool of blood behind him.
"Close your eyes on the battlefield, you've had enough fun."
Tu Shanjun murmured in his heart: "Can I still be happy?"
No matter what the Two-Horned Ghost uses, even if he raises his strength to the ninth level of Qi training, he will still be defeated by his fists.
In the blink of an eye, a fist came.
The double-horned ghost with eyes closed swayed slightly to avoid Tushanjun's punch. At the same time, he raised his palms from bottom to top and slapped Tushanjun on the stomach.
Wen Yue in the village at the foot of the mountain opened his eyes with a solemn expression.
Originally, the mana input was relatively stable, but from the beginning, he was at least doubling the mana input into the soul flag.
"Sir, you are in trouble."
You don't need to think about it to know that at this time, a fight with a ghost must have broken out.
Fortunately, he was well prepared, and both spiritual stones and ghost pills were within reach.
However, there are some shadows about Yinhun Dan Wen Yue. If it weren't for the suppression of Ghost Tears and Demon Ape Determining Fist, he might have died.
This chapter has been completed!