After hearing Zhang Fan's words, the yellow-robed Taoist priest took out the yellow talisman paper and brush in his bag and started drawing without any ink.
Then, Zhang Fan said to Old Man Ouyang: "Old man, the two of us must hold back this hanged man no matter what, so that the yellow-robed Taoist priest can have time to paint."
"Will this ghost-killing talisman work? How about we think of other ways?" Old Man Ouyang said.
Old Man Ouyang expressed his true thoughts. The Ghost-Slaying Talisman can indeed amplify one's own strength in dealing with evil ghosts, but their Taoism is much weaker than that of the Hanged Ghosts. Even if they use the Ghost-Slaying Talisman, it will not necessarily
What real harm can be done to the Hanged Ghost?
"Don't worry, I have my own arrangements, you just need to do as I say." Zhang Fan said confidently.
Old Man Ouyang pondered for a moment, then nodded heavily and said, "Okay, then I'll do as you said."
I don't know why, but Old Man Ouyang believes in Zhang Fan so much. Even Old Man Ouyang himself is a little strange.
I saw Zhang Fan bit his fingertips, and quickly tapped everyone's Yintang position, leaving blood-red fingerprints to prevent them from being hanged. Zhang Fan wiped the remaining few drops of blood on
On the mahogany sword.
Both the mahogany sword and the blood on his fingertips have the effect of restraining evil objects. The few drops of blood on Zhang Fan's fingertips can be regarded as a bonus to the magic weapon.
The old man Ouyang also bit off his finger like Zhang Fan and smeared it on his Five Emperors Money dagger.
The two of them looked at each other and rushed towards the hanging man.
The hanged man was also pressing in the direction of the two of them.
"Keng...Keng..."
The sound of the collision of gold and iron resounded throughout the courtyard. However, the Hanged Ghost's Taoism was indeed very high. Even if it fought alone against Zhang Fan and Old Man Ouyang, it still had the upper hand. The yellow-robed Taoist priest
There he was carefully drawing the pattern of the ghost-killing talisman.
After about five minutes of fighting, the hanging man's momentum became stronger and stronger, while Zhang Fan and Old Man Ouyang had already entered a state of weakness.
"How many pictures have you drawn?" Zhang Fan shouted while fighting the hanged man.
"Twelve!" Huangpao Road responded.
Zhang Fan turned his head and glanced at Old Man Ouyang, and said, "Old Man Ouyang, you carry it for a while, and I'll add the seal to the talisman."
Old man Ouyang nodded heavily, "You go ahead, I'll carry it!"
Zhang Fan suddenly pulled away and evacuated from the battlefield.
Zhang Fan looked at the yellow talisman paper with the ghost-killing talisman in front of him and made a finger gesture. There was an extremely powerful divination energy lingering in his hand.
Feeling the powerful Qi on Zhang Fan's fingers, the yellow-robed Taoist priest had an envious look on his face, and he worshiped Zhang Fan in his heart.
The next moment, Zhang Fan drove the seal formed by the divination energy in his hand into the twelve talisman papers. The twelve yellow talisman papers made a soft sound at the same time, and the ghost-killing talisman was completed.
!
But at this moment, there was a muffled sound in the air, and the next moment, old man Ouyang's body flew back, a mouthful of bright red blood coughed out from his mouth, staining the chest of his gray clothes.
It became blood red.
Zhang Fan stood up suddenly and grabbed the old man Ouyang to relieve the huge momentum.
After Zhang Fan withdrew from the battlefield, Ouyang
After the old man and the Hanged Man fought for several rounds, the Hanged Man determined that Zhang Fan would not join the battlefield again for a while, so the Hanged Man no longer hid his combat attributes. The Hanged Man was already stronger than the old man Ouyang, but now the Hanged Man did not
After hiding his combat attributes, Old Man Ouyang was seriously injured by the Hanged Man's heavy blow.
The old man Ouyang in Zhang Fan's arms was pale, and blood kept flowing out from the corners of his mouth. Zhang Fan quickly activated the infuriating energy in his body, and tapped several large acupoints on the old man Ouyang, and then sent the infuriating energy to the old man Ouyang's acupoints.
In the body, it acts on the affected area to treat injuries.
Although Zhang Fan did a lot of things, it didn't take long. The whole process happened in a flash of lightning, because the hanging man floating in mid-air might take action at any time.
"I'm almost done, you don't need to hold me up anymore." Old Man Ouyang said with difficulty, "What should we do next?"
"You two force all the Feng Shui Qi and Tao Qi in your bodies into my body!" Zhang Fan looked at the old man Ouyang and the yellow-robed Taoist priest and said.
Old man Ouyang and the yellow-robed Taoist priest both had a look of horror in their eyes, and they said in unison: "You...what are you going to do?"
"Only when the three qi are combined into one can the most powerful force be unleashed!" Zhang Fan narrowed his eyes slightly and said loudly.
"no!"
"no!"
Watching the two of them shake their heads.
"It is true that the three kinds of Xuanmen Qi can explode with powerful force after fusion, but the process of fusing them together is quite difficult. Moreover, if there is a slight mistake during the fusion process, the powerful force that will burst out will be enough."
I will blow you to pieces." Old Man Ouyang said.
"Is there any other way to go now?" Zhang Fan asked back, "The hanging ghost is a very sophisticated person. If we don't take this risk, we will all die, and it will more likely affect the entire village."
"But..." Old Man Ouyang wanted to retort.
"Nothing!" Zhang Fan said seriously.
Although the eldest family and the second eldest brother did not understand what the three people were talking about specifically, they could tell that Zhang Fan risked his life to deal with this hanged man.
"Quick! Give me the Xuanmen energy in both of your bodies." Zhang Fan turned his back.
Old Man Ouyang and the yellow-robed Taoist looked at each other, then nodded heavily and hit Zhang Fan on the back with a palm.
"Papa..."
Two crisp sounds suddenly came from Zhang Fan's back, and Zhang Fan felt two hot breaths coming from his back.
Although the Feng Shui Qi transferred to him by Old Man Ouyang was strong and the Tao Qi transferred to him by the yellow-robed Taoist priest was thin, Zhang Fan still felt that Old Man Ouyang's Feng Shui Qi was easier to control because he had Feng Shui Qi in his body. This kind of Qi he could
Familiar, but there was no Tao Qi in Zhang Fan's body. Although it was very thin, he still found it difficult to control it. He devoted most of his energy to controlling the Tao Qi given to him by the yellow-robed Taoist priest.
At this moment, the hanging ghost standing in mid-air sneered, "You actually want to use the method of fusion of the three qi to deal with me. I'm afraid that before you have time to deal with me, you people will be killed by the three types of Xuanmen that have not been well integrated."
You're so angry that you're blown to death! In that case, it will save me trouble just waiting for you to be blown to death."
Zhang Fan glanced coldly at the hanged ghost in mid-air without saying a word. The hanged ghost's contempt made Zhang Fan feel less stressed. At least, he could concentrate on integrating these three kinds of Xuanmen Qi.