Not long after Wang Xu closed the door, there was a knock on the door and Martin's whisper: "Can I go in for a drink of water? I'm thirsty and hungry now. I'll just drink some water and eat something before leaving. I won't give it to you."
You are causing trouble."
Glancing at the door, Wang Xu's eyes were thoughtful, and he really came up with whatever he was thinking about.
He was still thinking just now that if Martin had a problem, he would definitely try his best to get close to him.
As soon as this idea came up, Martin knocked on the door. Was there something wrong with him, or was he thinking too much?
"I will play with you to see who you are!" Wang Xu put the long knife into the space ring, walked forward and opened the door.
Outside the door, Martin saw the door open, nodded gratefully, rubbed his hands and walked inside.
Wang Xu closed the door with his backhand, took out two cans of beef from the refrigerator, threw them on the sofa, and said, "Would you like some red wine?"
"Okay!" Martin sat on the sofa, holding the can and smiling shyly.
Wang Xu picked up the red wine from the table and poured two glasses without saying a word.
After pouring the wine, he looked back at Martin, took two copper coins from the space ring on his hand and stuffed them into the wine glass.
These two copper coins are offering money, with the Taoist Three Purities engraved on the front and the Infinite Life Lord engraved on the back.
The function of the offering money is to enshrine immortals and Buddhas. As an object to receive incense, it has the effect of exorcising evil spirits. It is absolutely forbidden to touch evil objects.
"Drink!" Wang Xu placed the wine glass containing the donation money on the coffee table in front of Martin.
Martin picked up the wine glass and stopped when he was about to put it to his mouth. He shook his head and said, "I can't drink enough. I'll get drunk if I drink a little, so let's forget it."
"No, this is a toast. Don't you want to drink the fine wine instead of the toast?" Wang Xu held Martin's right hand before he put down the wine glass.
Martin smiled and nodded, raising the glass to his mouth.
Snapped!!!
Before the glass reached his mouth, Martin's hand suddenly shook and the glass fell to the ground and shattered.
The red wine was spilled on the floor, and the donation money was also dropped on the floor.
Martin stood up sheepishly and defended: "I'm sorry, my hands were shaking."
Wang Xu didn't speak and just looked at him. Martin also looked at Wang Xu, and the atmosphere became tense for a moment.
After a while, Wang Xu glanced at the donation money on the ground and said, "You are not Martin, who are you?"
"I"
Before Martin could speak, Wang Xu grabbed him out.
Once he grabbed it, he found nothing, and when he looked again, he saw that Martin had left the sofa and was sitting on a chair not far away.
"Where did I leak the flaw?" Martin spoke half-manly, half-female, and those who listened felt numb.
Wang Xu opened his right hand, and the long knife instantly appeared from the space ring. He grabbed it in his hand and pointed the blade forward: "Martin loves his pipe more than his own life. You said he lost the pipe."
I will doubt you."
"So that's it!" Martin tore off his face with his hand, just like taking off a human skin mask, and instantly turned into a pale-faced evil ghost.
This evil ghost has long hair shawl, exposed fangs, fingernails on his hands as long as daggers, and his face is white with blue.
Wang Xu narrowed his eyes after just one glance, and whispered: "Painted Skin Ghost is still the old version of Painted Skin!"
"Give me your heart, give me your heart!" After the Painted Skin Ghost showed his true form, he suddenly flew towards Wang Xu.
The painted-skinned ghost in the old version is a man, but his voice is a female. Compared with the beautiful painted-skinned ghost in Zhou Xun's version, he is as ugly as his grandma.
With a backhand grab, Wang Xu took out two spiritual talismans and placed them directly on the blade. With his first move, he swept across the entire army.
As soon as Painted Skin Ghost's hands touched the blade of the sword, it was immediately thrown away. At the same time, one of the talismans attached to it by Wang Xu also ignited without fire.
"Eat my sword!" Wang Xu used his true energy to hold the long sword, and the half-meter-long pale golden crescent sword light swept out.
The painted-skinned ghost plucked onions on the dry ground, smashed through the window and flew out.
At the same time, Wang Xu's sword struck the wall, rocks and wood flew into the air, and the entire west wall disappeared.
"Monster, where are you going!" Wang Xu tapped his toes and chased after him with a long knife in his hand.
When I got outside, I saw that Painted Skin Ghost was standing in the position where he had planted the bomb.
"Go to hell!" Wang Xu raised his hand and slapped his watch, and the next second, an ear-splitting roar sounded.
Splashing smoke and dust covered his vision. Wang Xu flew out with a long knife in his hand, stood firmly on the roof and looked down.
As soon as I saw it, a large pit of more than five meters exploded on the ground. The Painted Skin Ghost stood in the middle of the pit, and it seemed that he had not received any damage.
"Physical immunity?" Wang Xu frowned, took out twenty-four magic-breaking flying knives, and placed them around his waist along with the bag containing the flying knives.
Hands up and down, three palm-sized demon-breaking flying knives blessed with runes and cinnabar shot out of the air.
The painted-skinned ghost laughed again and again, and used his claws to knock down the flying knives one by one.
From Wang Xu's position, every time the Painted Skin Ghost knocks down a flying knife, he will take a step back, and green smoke will continue to rise from his claws.
"The goddess scatters flowers!"
Wang Xu pulled the belt in his hand, threw all the remaining twenty-one flying knives into the sky, and flew up at the same time.
Ding ding ding!!!
Wang Xuren shot out his sword in mid-air, and the blade kept hitting the flying knife, shooting the flying knife out like bullets.
After twenty-one hits in a row, all twenty-one flying knives were shot out.
Wang Xu didn't wait to land, stepped on his left foot with his right foot, and instantly lifted his body up again, shouting: "The flying dragon is in the sky, the sword cuts through the infinite!"
Whoosh whoosh!!!
In the front are twenty-one flying knives, and in the back are five golden sword lights.
Wang Xu carried out the Yi Jin Jing, and his whole body was reflected by the light golden Qi. He descended from the sky like a golden-armored war god and pounced on the painted-skinned ghost who was knocking down the flying knife.
The painted-skinned ghost is very skilled, and the talisman on the demon-breaking flying knife can only force him to take a step back.
When Wang Xu fell from the sky, all twenty-one flying knives had been shot down by him, and even the five sword lights were dodged by him.
But this was enough. The sword light and the demon-breaking flying knife had bought him enough time, and Wang Xu's favorite thing was close combat.
"Cut the air!" He waved the long knife in his hand, first rotating 360 degrees, and then slashing down hard.
The Painted Skin Ghost suddenly raised his hands, his purple nails like daggers, crossed together to block the top of his head.
boom!
With a roar, Wang Xu's spiritual talisman attached to the blade exploded first, and then the true energy of the Yi Jin Jing burst out.
When the Painted Skin Ghost was illuminated by the golden light, it was like a snowman seeing sunlight. His whole face began to melt, and yellow liquid continued to drip out.
"Ha!" At the critical moment, Painted Skin Ghost suddenly opened his mouth and sprayed out, accompanied by the smell of blood, a black column of blood spurted towards Wang Xu.
Wang Xu drew his knife back instantly, dancing the handle of the knife like a windmill, blocking the black column of blood.
Three seconds later, the blood column disappeared. Wang Xu took back the long sword and took a look. The sword was made of alloy and was filled with pits and a fishy smell that made people dizzy.
"Boy, I will come back!" Painted Skin Ghost laughed loudly and flew deep into the forest.
Wang Xu didn't want him to leave, so he quickly took out a bottle of black dog blood from the space ring and poured it on the blade without looking.
"Go!" Wang Xu flew out the long knife like a javelin.
Painted Skin Ghost heard the wind and grabbed back, grabbing the blade with both hands as if he were holding a soldering iron, causing his skin and flesh to twitch.
Wang Xu flew out long after he threw the long knife, and came first. When Painted Skin Ghost caught the long knife, he also caught it on the handle.
One held the handle of the knife, and the other held the blade. Wang Xu pushed the Painted Skin Ghost deep into the forest like a candied haws on a skewer.
After flying dozens of meters in a row, Wang Xu flipped his wrist and hit the handle of the knife hard.
Whoosh!
The long knife accelerated suddenly, broke through Painted Skin Ghost's hands, pierced into his body, and pinned him to the ground with him.
Wang Xu once again used the vertical ladder in the air, his whole body flipped 180 degrees in the air, and he hit his head with a palm: "Vajra Mudra!"
boom!
Blessed by the true energy of the Yi Jin Jing, the Vajra Palm turned into a three-meter-wide golden handprint and enveloped the Painted Skin Ghost in the air.
A roar sounded, and air waves blew in.
Wang Xu did another somersault, floated back seven or eight meters in the air, and landed steadily in the forest full of leaves.
As soon as I saw it, there was nothing in the Painted Skin Ghost's place. Except for some black and red blood, there was only a black robe left.