Chapter Fifty-Eighth: The Wild Boar Demon Gives His Head
There was no expression on Shen Ying's cold face, she just looked at the two of them coldly, pinching the seal in her hand, the miasma filled the air, and peach blossoms were flying.
The man in green robe became weak and dodged a tree root. Then he stretched out his right hand and used five long and sharp green-black nails. With one sharp stroke, he made three holes in the root of the tree, and brown juice came out from it.
The wound spurted out.
"Crash..."
The two peach blossoms fell silently on the back of the man in green robe, and instantly turned into two rays of light and disappeared into them, causing the man in green robe to groan and quickly flash aside.
On the other side, Peng Keshan was beaten by countless tree roots, but he stood firm. The two short-edged scimitars in his hands flew up and down. His movements were clumsy, but extremely effective.
"Hehe, let's compete with your Grandpa Pig in strength. Hehe, your Grandpa Pig is very strong!"
A ferocious smile appeared on Peng Keshan's lips, because he was about to approach Shen Ying.
Unlike that ghost that didn't do much damage to the peach tree, he could knock this peach tree down with his head.
Just cut off all these annoying tree roots. It's very simple, isn't it?
As for those peach blossom evil spirits flying all over the sky, they do a lot of damage to ghosts, but they don't hurt me, who is thick-skinned and thick-skinned, at all.
"Hey, Miss Shen, what's the point of being imprisoned by this old peach tree and being unable to leave Peach Blossom Ping all day long?
How about you follow Grandpa Pig and let Yan Jie refine the peach trees? How about you follow Grandpa Pig and I return to Yangzhou?
When the time comes, whatever you like and drink spicy food, Grandpa Pig will follow you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Peng Keshan reached out and grabbed a tree root, put it into his mouth, and bit it hard.
"Crunch!"
There was a cracking sound, and brown sap spurted out from the broken tree root, splashing onto Penkeshan's face, making him even more hideous and ugly.
"Um?"
Peng Keshan was suddenly startled, because through the missing gap in the branch, he suddenly saw the face of a strange man.
What?
Before he could react, Lu Zheng had already flicked his fingers, and three cold talismans were on his body in an instant.
"Whoa!"
Visible to the naked eye, Peng Keshan's figure froze in place, and a layer of white frost formed on his hair and body almost instantly.
Cold, just pure cold!
"Fu Lu, the other party is an expert!" Peng Keshan was horrified.
"choke!"
The next moment, a blade of light lit up, blood filled the air, the blade roared, and it struck at Penkeshan's face.
"Blood! The opponent is still a warrior!" Peng Keshan felt that his mind could no longer turn around.
"This bitch has help!"
The light of Lu Zheng's sword lit up, and the man in green robe over there noticed him, "Brother Peng, be careful!"
"Humph!"
A pig's grunting sound came from Peng Keshan's mouth. Before the sword came to him, his eyes were red and his muscles were bulging. He mobilized all the demonic energy in his body, set up his scimitar, and blocked the opponent's long sword.
However, in Peng Keshan's shocked eyes, the other party's long sword gently sided and passed his own scimitar.
However, he was so frozen by the opponent's talisman that his body became stiff, but he couldn't react.
"Crack!"
"ah!"
With one strike of the knife, blood rained out, and one of Peng Keshan's left arms had already flown into the air.
The next moment, the knife went with him, and the long knife turned into a long snake. The white light was like a drill, and it went straight towards Peng Keshan's throat.
Peng Keshan roared angrily, and as his arm was broken and blood surged, he also forced a large part of the cold air out of his body, and then jumped back with all his strength to avoid the stab of the Xiuchun Knife.
"Humph!"
He let out an earth-shattering pig cry, then slumped down and turned into a three-meter-long wild boar.
However, the left front leg of this big wild boar has disappeared.
"Whoa!"
Two white lights flashed, and the two scimitars in Peng Keshan's hand turned into white light and flew into the big wild boar's mouth, turning into two tusks one foot and a half long.
"Humph!"
The big wild boar shook its head from side to side, broke several tree roots with its tusks, and then ran towards the outside of the village without looking back.
"Can you leave?"
Lu Zheng sneered, and the next moment, all the tree roots in front of him gave way.
With one step of his feet and one movement of his body, Lu Zheng was already at the side of the big wild boar.
"Humph!"
The big wild boar suddenly turned back, and its two fangs came up from the bottom and stabbed at Lu Zheng's chest.
Peng Keshan knew that he could not escape. This was to show the enemy that he was weak and to retreat as an advance.
However, Lu Zheng reacted quickly. With a swing of the long knife in his hand, he took advantage of the situation and jumped into the sky above the big wild boar.
Then, three more cold-condensing talismans were shot, all of them hitting the back of the big wild boar.
"Ouch!"
The big wild boar let out a mournful cry and immediately began to shake its whole body.
Lu Zheng's eyes narrowed, his teeth clenched, and he raised the long knife in mid-air.
His whole body was full of energy and blood, and he applied the energy to the Xiuchun knife, and saw that the bright long knife almost started to glow.
"Spare your life!"
"Crack!"
A round of light shone in the courtyard, and the sharp long knife, combined with the blessing of blood, actually decapitated the big wild boar.
"Gululu..."
The pig's head, which was bigger than the washbasin, kept rolling on the ground, and blood spurted out from the neck like a fountain.
"Boom!"
Pushing down the jade pillar, the three-meter-long pig body also fell to the ground. It felt like the entire Taohua Village was shaken.
Wild boar demon, die!
"Buzz!"
The jade seal in my mind shook slightly, and fourteen rays of luck suddenly entered the warehouse.
Lu Zheng suddenly turned around, his eyes fixed on the green-robed ghost who was still floating in the air and still entangled with Shen Ying.
…
Just when Lu Zheng suddenly appeared and chopped off Peng Keshan's left arm with a knife, the green-robed ghost wanted to help.
But Shen Ying was not dead either. Countless peach blossoms were densely packed, and tree roots were flying around, blocking the way of the green-robed ghost.
When Lu Zheng drew out his sword and cut Peng Keshan on his head, and his whole body was filled with energy and blood, the green-robed ghost couldn't help but exclaimed, "Eighteen moves to carry the mountain!"
Shen Ying sneered and said, "Yes, it's your "Eighteen Styles of Carrying Mountain". If you die, I will find a successor for you."
"Bitch!"
Shen Ying sneered and didn't answer, but surrounded the green-robed ghost with peach blossoms.
Of course, Lu Zheng also heard Shen Ying's words. Although he was curious about the relationship between the two, this was not the time to ask.
"Mrs. Shen, do you want to keep him?"
Shen Ying immediately replied, "Of course, I invite you to take action! If you can stay, of course it would be best. If not, don't force it. You don't have to waste your energy and blood to fight with him head-on!"
The green-robed ghost's eyes were sharp, "Your talisman is of no use to me! Don't force me to be ruthless, or destroy your martial arts foundation!"
Ghosts are inherently yin, and ordinary people would shiver when they get close to them. Lu Zheng's current ability to draw the Cold Talisman is not yet high enough to freeze ghosts.
However, there is no cold-condensing talisman, and Lu Zheng still has the evil-expelling talisman!