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Chapter 82 Begging for mercy

In fact, Zhang Fan doesn't have much confidence in the fusion of these three kinds of Xuanmen Qi, but according to the current situation, he only has this way.

At this time, Zhang Fan had surrendered the Tao Qi. He mobilized all the breath from the acupuncture points in his body and gathered it all in the chest. He also gathered the breath that Old Man Ouyang and the yellow-robed Taoist sent him to the chest.

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The three breaths finally made initial contact.

"Papa..."

Two crisp sounds suddenly came from Zhang Fan's chest. They were the sound of bursts of breath. A sense of pain suddenly passed from Zhang Fan's chest into Zhang Fan's nerves. Zhang Fan tightened his grip.

Gritting his teeth hard, a flush appeared on his face, and the veins on his forehead popped out.

You know, this is when the three breaths have just come into contact and have not yet merged!

The hanging man standing fiercely in mid-air looked at the pained Zhang Fan with a smile, as if he were watching a play.

Although it was painful, Zhang Fan's belief in his heart was firm. He must fuse these three breaths because this was the hope for the whole village to survive.

Zhang Fan took a deep breath and continued to urge the three kinds of Xuanmen Qi in his body to merge.

"Papa...papa..."

From time to time, explosive sounds of breath came from Zhang Fan's body. Zhang Fan's face became increasingly red, as if he was about to bleed, and large beads of sweat kept dripping from his forehead.

Fall down.

Although Zhang Fan's condition was very poor at this time, the fusion of the three breaths was half completed, and he was still very excited. Moreover, the entire fusion process was quite smooth, and there was no explosion of the three breaths.

During the whole process, the old man Ouyang and the yellow-robed Taoist priest on the side were staring at Zhang Fan, hoping that Zhang Fan would survive. However, both of them felt a hint of admiration from the bottom of their hearts.

As time passed by, Zhang Fan's expression became more and more painful, but there was never a scene where Zhang Fan's flesh and blood were flying everywhere. The expression of the hanged ghost standing in mid-air could not help but become serious, and said "Hey"

After making a sound, she had an ominous premonition. This kid seemed to be fused.

No! We can’t let him fuse successfully!

A bloody aura suddenly came out from the hanging ghost's body, and it suddenly raised its ghost palm, and a stream of sinister wind instantly spread around its body.

"Boy! Go to hell!"

A loud shout came from the hanged man's mouth, and her body swooped down in an instant, and her big hands with sharp red nails fiercely grabbed Zhang Fan's head.

Everyone present opened their eyes in horror. Old Man Ouyang knew that Zhang Fan had reached a critical moment, but he was exhausted and could hardly move his body. Otherwise, he would risk his own life to block the blow for Zhang Fan.

Although the yellow-robed Taoist priest was not of high moral character, he could see it at this critical moment.

Both Zhang Fan and Old Man Ouyang, two Taoist disciples, sacrificed their lives for this matter. Although his Taoism is not as good as the two of them, he is still a Taoist disciple. All in all, he cannot be the coward of a Taoist disciple!

The yellow-robed Taoist priest suddenly raised his head, a look of determination appeared in his eyes, and he picked up the peach wood sword on the ground.

and Old Man Ouyang's Five Emperors Money Dagger, jumped up, and the tips of the two weapons were pointed directly at the ghost palm of the hanged man.

"You have so little ability, but you still want to fight with me! Huh!" The hanged man snorted disdainfully.

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw the tips of the peach wood sword and the Five Emperors' Money dagger collide hard with the hanged ghost's ghost palm.

"boom……"

A thunderous explosion suddenly resounded from the impact point. The peach wood sword was broken into several pieces at that moment, and the Five Emperors' Coin dagger was also broken apart and turned into scattered copper coins.

The body of the yellow-robed Taoist priest also flew backwards, fell heavily to the ground, and passed out suddenly.

"ah!"

At this moment, a loud shout came from Zhang Fan's mouth. After this loud shout, the pain on Zhang Fan's face suddenly disappeared, and a powerful aura suddenly spurted out from his body, like a god of war.

It usually stands there!

Yes, the three kinds of Xuanmen Qi have been fused in Zhang Fan's chest.

The next moment, Zhang Fan pinched his fingers and shouted a spell.

"The way of heaven exists, dark ghosts appear, and the way of yang people, there is no ghost sight. The ancestor gave me the method of killing ghosts, and all the evil ghosts in the world will disappear! The ghost-killing talisman! Break!"

After Zhang Fan recited the ghost-killing talisman, he saw the twelve ghost-killing talismans suddenly flying up and hovering above Zhang Fan's head. The energy emitted by the ghost-killing talismans this time was greater than what Zhang Fan had faced.

The ghost-killing talisman used by the girl in red makeup was too powerful.

Feeling the powerful aura emanating from Zhang Fan's body, a nervous look appeared on the defeated face of the Hanged Ghost.

"cut!"

Zhang Fan let out a loud roar, stretched out his hand and pointed at the hanged ghost, and the ghost-killing talisman instantly flew towards the hanged ghost.

Seeing the attack of the ghost-killing talisman, the hanged ghost quickly gathered his soul energy on his ghost palm and stretched out his hand to resist.

"Keng..."

The sound of gold and iron colliding was instantly heard from the point of contact, and a cry of pain came from the mouth of the hanged ghost. Her soul couldn't help but take three steps back in mid-air.

The Hanged Ghost knew that she was no longer Zhang Fan's opponent at this time, so it wanted to run away, but the moment it turned around, Zhang Fan sacrificed all the remaining eleven ghost-killing talismans above his head, among which

Seven of them circled around the hanging ghost's body, and there were two more above its head and two at its feet, blocking her path.

The Hanged Ghost suddenly panicked, and a vicious ghost scream suddenly came from his mouth, and her ghost palm fiercely grabbed the ghost-killing talisman surrounding it.

"Keng..."

There was another muffled sound, and the hanging ghost was in pain, but the ghost-killing talisman was not damaged at all.

Once there is a chance, the hanged ghost will inevitably escape. If you want to prevent the hanged ghost from escaping, you must cut off the hanged ghost's Taoism!

Zhang Fan controlled the eleven ghost-killing talismans and quickly approached the hanged ghost.

The hanged ghost was shocked and said with a horrified face: "Don't... don't..."

The Hanged Ghost repeatedly attacked the ghost-slaying talismans around her, but it could not stop the ghost-slaying talismans from approaching him.

After getting familiar with it, the talismans around the Hanged Ghost have been lifted into the Hanged Ghost's soul.

"ah……"

A shrill howling sound came from the mouth of the Hanged Ghost, echoing throughout the village. The position where its soul body came into contact with the Ghost-Slaying Talisman also made a "chichi" sound, and wisps of green smoke steamed up.

The dead ghost's soul gradually began to sway.

"Please...please spare me!" The hanged man begged for mercy in pain.

(End of chapter)


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