The gambler swiped his hand from his waist and revealed the snow-white blade. It turned out to be a wide knife for chopping meat.
It seems that this gambler's occupation during his lifetime must have been a butcher selling meat in the vegetable market.
Hurrah!
The meat cleaver slashed down in the air, tearing the air. The trajectory was as straight as a line, without any deviation, and it hit the bridge of Wang Fu's nose.
This hand is fast, hard and steady, which is breathtaking.
Wang Fu backed away with a whoosh, stretched out his hand and pulled out something from his back, it was a one-legged bronze man.
Subconsciously, he raised the bronze man to block him.
when!
The bone-chopping knife was embedded in the bronze figure. Under the huge force, Wang Fu's arm almost broke.
This gambler is so powerful!
Wang Fu took a deep breath, mobilized his magic power, and crack-like light patterns suddenly appeared on the surface of the one-legged bronze man.
"boom!"
The gambler pushed his hand with the bone chopping knife and staggered back a few steps, his eyes showing shock.
"Are you a practitioner?"
At first, he thought Wang Fu was an ordinary Taoist priest, but now he realized that he had magical power.
They are both Taoist priests, but the difference is big if they have power or not. Taoist priests without magic power can only cheat and cheat, but with magic power, they can exorcise evil spirits and catch ghosts, which is their natural nemesis.
"Not good, not good!"
The gambling ghost became angry. He had only been a ghost for about ten years. He was considered the lowest evil ghost. He didn't have many skills at all. He could only rely on intercepting lone travelers in the wild and grew stronger bit by bit.
If you meet a powerful practitioner, you will not be your opponent at all.
"wrong!"
The gambler was just afraid, but suddenly he realized that this little Taoist priest didn't seem to be very strong.
He turned around and saw that Wang Fusan was dispersing his magic power and placing the bronze man on the ground to rest.
Yangguan Dao is the entry level, and the stack of Yangguan is the entry level within the entry level. The mana is very limited, and without careful calculation, it will be difficult to support a battle.
The previous attack on the Taoist temple on the mountain was due to Wang Fu's good luck. The owner of the Taoist temple was at his weakest moment, and he couldn't bear to damage his body due to the rat-throwing weapon, so he gave Wang Fu a chance to fight back.
The gambler in front of me is inferior to the master of Taoism in all aspects, including his methods, wisdom, experience and scheming, but he has no hidden dangers. Even though his strength is low, he can still give full play to his abilities.
In this case, Wang Fu is a bit unhappy.
"Could we use the candle of doom?"
The freshly baked wax beads of misfortune were produced during a battle with gambling ghosts.
Wang Fu shook his head, "The wax beads of misfortune have backlash, and you can't use them casually during a battle. You still have to rely on yourself."
Thinking of this, he regretted a little. He shouldn't have looked at the toothache and stomachache spell just now, but should have learned one or two self-defense spells.
Now I regret it, but it is too late.
"correct."
Wang Fu's eyes suddenly lit up. He also had a trump card, the Five Ghost Screen.
To say that this magic weapon is extremely powerful, it requires an extremely large amount of mana.
Before the master of the Taoist temple died, his magic power was equivalent to that of two stacks, but he could only make five ghost heads faintly protrude, and he could not move away from the screen.
It can be seen from this that if you want to truly use the power of the screen, you need at least three levels of cultivation.
Although Wang Fu has refined it, he currently only has the right to control it, but not the right to use it.
"Try it."
Wang Fu moved quietly and held the screen in his palm, his face expressionless.
"Little Taoist, it doesn't matter if I have magic power. If I can kill you and take away your destiny, I will go to a higher level and become a more powerful evil ghost."
Evil, evil! Ghosts are also divided into evil, and evil ghosts are stronger and worse than evil ghosts.
The diary of the owner of the Taoist temple once mentioned that practitioners of Yangguan Dao would only die if they encountered evil spirits.
For evil ghosts, killing people to seize luck is also practice and a means to gradually become stronger.
At this moment, the gambler looked at Wang Fu as if he had seen the most delicious food and couldn't wait to enjoy it.
"Greed fills the heart!"
The gambler suddenly raised his head, and his mouth opened with blood. The corner of his mouth tore his cheek, extending to the side of his earlobe.
The next moment, a large stream of turbid wind surged out from the bloody mouth.
When Wang Fu saw this, he immediately held his breath. If he inhaled even a trace of this turbid wind, he would lose his mind and become a piece of fish to be slaughtered.
The gambler was even more proud when he saw Wang Fu's passive defense. He spewed out a steady stream of turbid wind from his mouth and kept walking around Wang Fu, gradually forcing him into a desperate situation.
If you hold on for a long time, you will lose. If you hold on like this, the turbid wind will soon tear open the flaws and sweep over Wang Fu.
"Hoo ho!"
Wang Fu was not waiting for death, but was waiting for the opportunity. He had been waiting for the five ghost screen in his palm for a long time.
"Little Taoist priest, die!"
The gambler shouted loudly, and the wind instantly accelerated, making a tearing whistling sound.
At the same time, Wang Fu moved his blocking arms, raised his palms, and slapped him.
There was no obstacle in the way of Zhuofeng, and he was about to drive straight in, when suddenly, he was forcefully beaten back.
Wang Fu made a desperate move and channeled 80% of his mana into the Five Ghost Screen. In less than a blink of an eye, the screen suddenly grew from the size of a palm to the size of a door panel.
As soon as the Five Ghost Screen appeared, it knocked Zhuofeng back on the spot, and even continued to castrate it.
"Oh!"
The gambler was choked by the turbid wind that came back the way he came from. He was choking and coughing when suddenly a white shadow flashed in front of his eyes.
Boom!
At full speed, the Five Ghost Screen sprinted and hit the gambler, making a violent collision sound.
In the blink of an eye, the gambler flew into the air, looking like a boar that had been hit by a tractor.
On the white screen, a faint ink painting appeared, which was five ferocious ghost heads.
However, through Wang Fu's painting, although the image of the ghost head is vivid, it seems as if there was no ink when he was painting, and it looks very light, so light that it is almost unclear.
Next, Wang Fucai saw with his own eyes the horror of the Five Ghost Screen.
The gambler was still in the air, dancing and struggling, and fell straight down.
Before he could hit the ground, the five-ghost screen caught up with him and stuck to the gambler's body.
The gambler is on top, the screen is on the bottom, it looks like a dish on a white porcelain plate.
"Ah, no, help."
The gambler made a frightening cry for help.
Five ghost heads were wandering on the surface of the screen, one bite at a time and one at a time, eating up the gambling ghosts.
In the blink of an eye, the gambler disappeared between heaven and earth.
Wang Fu raised his head and looked at the Five Ghosts screen fluttering, paper flowers falling into his hands. At first he felt it pricked his hands, but later he found out that it was a psychological effect.
This magic weapon is too evil.
Wang Fu couldn't even believe that he had ever contended with it.
The gambler's white candle completely disappeared between heaven and earth, obviously dead.
Wang Fu's own Life Fire Candle also quietly gained a little more, which was the result of killing the gambler.
"Old style, it's okay."
Wang Fu picked up the copper coins on the ground, tied them with straw ropes, and delivered them to the front.
As usual, he was still hiding behind the donkey cart. When he saw Wang Fu coming, he became a little bolder and straightened up.
"Little Master, you saved my life."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lao Bashi knelt on the ground and kowtowed desperately to Wang Fu.
"I received the money. I hope you will remember today's lesson and never gamble again in the future."
"If I bet again, I will be your grandson."
Lao Bashi said swornly, then realized that he had made a mistake and looked at Wang Fu awkwardly, "Little master, I'm not talking about you."