The man raised his head and smiled, with a fierce look on his face, "Yes, I'm hungry. I, Hei Fu, can't wait to drink human blood."
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly took out the whisk handle from his black robe and flicked the whisk tail, like a sharp arrow, piercing the three treasures closest to him.
"Be careful!" Meng Qifeng shouted, and quickly stretched out his arms to pull Sanbao aside, blocking them in front of his younger siblings in the posture of a hen protecting her young.
The man missed the attack, and the fly whisk only caught the corner of Meng Qifeng's clothes. He was about to strike again. At this time, Meng Yuan had already jumped to the corridor, the white blade flying in his hand, and he was fighting with the man.
Fang Zhenshan also refused to lag behind and joined the battle with the red tassel gun he had prepared earlier.
Mr. He quickly took this opportunity to lead the four boys to a safe area outside the courtyard, and then slashed at the man with a kitchen knife.
Although the man's martial arts was strong, he was no match for Meng Yuan, He and Fang Zhenshan. After only ten moves, Meng Yuan kicked him to the ground with a sharp blade across his neck.
"You lost." Meng Yuan looked at him coldly.
"Really? Yellow-haired boy, you are too happy too early! Hahaha..." The man laughed loudly, and the sinister laughter filled the small courtyard.
The sky gradually darkened, the wind howled, and the yellow leaves danced wildly.
The black air around the man was getting heavier and heavier, and the biting coldness made his teeth rattle.
Hongying and Lao Guitou, who were sitting on the roof watching the excitement, opened their eyes wide at the same time and shouted into the courtyard: "Run quickly, this guy is not a human being!"
Meng Yuan and others heard the sound and immediately put away their weapons and dodge to the side, but it was already too late. A hurricane burst out with the man as the center, like thunder in the water, with huge power, flying sand and rocks everywhere it passed, with fierce force.
Meng Yuan subconsciously swung his long sword to block it, and with a clang, the sharp sword, which was as sharp as iron and as sharp as mud, broke into two pieces!
Fortunately, he was protected by a talisman, and a flash of golden light weakened the momentum of the hurricane. Even so, he was still thrown three feet away by the hurricane. He groaned and spit out blood.
The conditions of He and Fang Zhenshan were not much better. They were both thrown to the wall, vomiting blood and unable to move.
The situation suddenly reversed!
The man who had just been pushed to the ground had turned into a shriveled human skin, and floating above the human skin was an evil ghost wearing a black robe and covered in blood.
The evil ghost's messy straw-like hair hangs down in front of his forehead, with a pair of white eyes faintly revealed between the hair. He has a white silk ribbon tied around his neck, and dirty blood drips down through the white cloth.
It was like a puppet that had been disassembled and reassembled, mechanically and clumsily walking toward Meng Yuan, with a ferocious, bloodthirsty smile on its face.
Meng Yuan couldn't see its existence at all, he only felt that the coolness was getting closer and closer to him, like a moving ice cave, almost coagulating the blood all over his body.
The old devil on the roof gingerly took out the jade bowl, tilted his head and asked Hongying: "Do you want to go up?"
"Why don't you go up? His grandma's, this is our territory, no one else can run wild here!"
Hongying pulled out the golden hairpin on her head and jumped down without thinking about her own safety.
The old ghost looked at her back with a solemn expression and murmured to himself: "Hero among women, I underestimated you in the past."
As soon as she finished speaking, she saw a ghost flash before her eyes, and Hongying was thrown away by the evil ghost with a whisk. From the time she jumped off the roof to the time she was thrown back, it only took her to open and close her eyes.
The old ghost was startled, and even stepped forward to help the person. At this moment, the wild laughter of the evil ghost suddenly came to his ears: "Jie, Jie, Jie, a worm shaking a tree, you don't know your own strength!"
Another hurricane struck, and the two ghosts were thrown to Xiaolian Mountain several feet away by the devastating wind and waves before they even made a move.
After dealing with the minions, the evil ghost turned his head mechanically, raised his arm and waved the whisk. Black mist rose up wherever the whisk swept. The black mist turned into a pair of giant hands and struck at Meng Yuan with lightning speed.
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Meng Yuan put his hands on the ground and evaded the attack with a flexible bounce. At the same time, he swung the broken hilt of the sword to slash at the black mist. However, the black mist would automatically disperse when it encountered an obstacle, and when it gathered again, it still looked like a giant hand.
"Dad, it's on your right!" Meng Qiyun, who was hiding outside the courtyard, shouted loudly.
Meng Yuan moved when he heard the sound, and swung his sword to stab the evil ghost again. With a "pop" sound, the broken sword pierced the evil ghost's chest.
Meng Qiyun jumped up excitedly, "It hit, great... bad, it pulled out the sword again!"
The evil ghost threw the blood-stained dagger to the ground and laughed arrogantly, "It's such a fool's dream that a human gadget even thinks of hurting me! You yellow-haired kid, please die!"
The evil ghost waved the fly whisk, and countless woolen threads turned into a dense rain of arrows and shot towards Meng Yuan. The moment the arrow rain pierced Meng Yuan's skin, the talisman sensed the Yin energy entering his body, and burst out with a strong golden light, like an invisible glass cover, covering Meng Yuan.
The abyss is wrapped in it.
"What a domineering amulet. It's a pity that no matter how domineering the amulet is, it's just a piece of waste paper in front of me!"
The evil ghost waved the fly whisk again, chanted a mantra at the same time, shouted "Broken", and the giant hand made of black mist broke through the golden light in an instant and pinched Meng Yuan's neck.
There is no way to avoid it!
The rain of arrows came overwhelmingly, the Yin Qi pierced the skin and penetrated into the bone marrow, and the heartbreaking pain accompanied by the biting coldness spread to the limbs and bones.
In the blink of an eye, Meng Yuan turned into a "black man" entangled in Yin Qi!
"Daddy!"
"Meng Yuan!"
Several voices sounded at the same time.
Meng Qiyun wiped away his tears and rushed into the yard with a mahogany sword in his hand, "Old monster, I will fight with you!"
Running wildly, pinching, and drawing the sword, all in one go. However, her Taoist skills were too shallow. It was easy to deal with the uncultivated brats in the village, but it was completely inadequate in front of the evil spirits with overwhelming resentment.
The sword pierced her, and the evil spirit felt pain in her back. He turned around and snatched away the mahogany sword, and grabbed her up without any explanation.
Meng Qiyun completely ignored his fear and hurriedly threw away talismans, ghost-expelling talismans, amulets, ghost-binding talismans... everything he could throw away.
The talisman fell on the evil ghost and instantly turned into a handful of ashes. Apart from burning a hole in the black robe, it had no other effect.
"Little one, since you are so impatient to die, I will help you!"
The evil ghost changed his arm, strangled her throat, and tightened his grip inch by inch.
"Sister/Sister!"
The other three brats, He and Fang Zhenshan all rushed over, but in front of the invisible and intangible evil spirit, even with all their strength, they had nothing to do!
Meng Qiyun stared at the evil ghost with a ferocious face hatefully, and struggled to squeeze out a sentence: "Old monster, kill you, I will... kill you!"
"Little thing, you are still talking harshly even when you are about to die. Do you want to kill me? In the next life!"
The evil ghost Jie Jie laughed wildly and tightened his hand strength again.
Meng Qiyun's cheeks flushed red, his legs kept kicking, and he was about to faint. Meng Yuan, who was covered in black energy, suddenly opened his eyes, and his blood-stained pupils were like the blazing sun, bursting out with shocking words.
Light!
Seeing the hunched evil ghost in front of him, he was stunned for a moment and then punched without hesitation. This chapter has been completed!