Hearing what Elder Meng said, Wang An couldn't wait to rush out and slapped Bian Xiuling with a palm. He rushed back and said, "Brother Tiger, leave the beggar to you. I will deal with Bian Xiuling."
Just as Wang An attacked Bian Xiuling with a palm, the old man also kicked Wang An, and Wang An hurriedly dodged. Repelling Wang An, Zhao Hu has come to the old man. The old man kicked Wang An's foot before he hit Zhao Hu. Zhao Hu was overjoyed when he saw the old man kicked. This is a great opportunity. How could I let it go, an axe smashed the leg kicked from the old soil.
The old man smiled slightly when he saw Zhao Hu throw his axe at him, and he wanted to wait for now. The leg that was kicking forward suddenly lifted upwards, and a kick kicked on Zhao Hu's arm. Zhao Hu only felt his arm numb, and he could no longer hold the axe weighing dozens of kilograms. The Lao Tu’s offensive kept going. As he raised his leg to the ground, he straddled Zhao Hu’s arms and slammed his shoulders into Zhao Hu’s chest. Zhao Hu flew 3 or 4 meters away in an instant.
Elder Meng, who was not far away, didn't expect that the old-fashioned skill was so good, so he called over without saying a word. At the same time, under Wang An's aggressive offensive, Bian Xiuling was finally unable to stop her, she was slapped with a palm on her chest by Wang An, and she stepped back. Seeing this, the old man was very anxious and began to make desperate moves. Elder Meng’s martial arts was not his strong point. Under the strong attack of the old man, he had to choose to avoid his edge. Lao Tu took the opportunity to attack Wang An again. Wang An wanted to take advantage of the victory, but the Lao Tu intercepted halfway and he had to give up the pursuit, and the two groups of people formed a confrontation again.
Zhao Hu stood up, spat and said, "Elder Meng, this is a stubborn stubble!"
Elder Meng gave Zhao Hu a white look. He naturally knew that the beggar in front of him was a stubborn stubble. Now it seems that the best beggar among the five people is this beggar. But fortunately, there are many people, so Zhao Hu and Wang An can deal with this beggar. , To deal with Bian Xiuling by himself, as long as the two dragged the beggar, he has 8 points to capture Bian Xiuling alive. Thinking of this, Elder Meng said to his opponent: "You deal with this beggar, I deal with Bian Xiuling, you just need to hold him."
After speaking, Elder Meng threw out a few soul chasing nails and hit the old-fashioned. The old man leaned back and avoided the hidden weapon. As soon as he was together, he saw Zhao Hu slashing towards his waist with an axe in both hands. The old man hurriedly backed away, and Wang An also struck him with a palm. The old man was inevitable and greeted him with a palm. The palms were separated, and both sides retreated a few steps, but Zhao Hu attacked the old soil again, and the old soil had no time to take care of Bian Xiuling for a while under the attack of the two in turn.
On the other side, Elder Meng rushed directly to Bian Xiuling after throwing his hidden weapon to the old soil, regardless of whether it hit or not. Bian Xiuling knew that she was not the opponent of Elder Meng, and she did not fight, just dodge, being chased by Elder Meng running around, very embarrassed.
Seeing Bian Xiuling dodging around, Elder Meng naturally understood her thoughts and no longer wasted effort to chase. He chanted a string of strange spells, and then the temperature began to turn gloomy and cold, and then gusts of gloomy winds came. The three of them also stopped fighting one after another, watching this sudden change.
If the old folk can see ghosts, he will find that the surrounding ghosts are being summoned by Elder Meng and gathered in this ruined temple. Zhao and Wang knew that their companions were casting spells, so they hurried back to avoid being accidentally injured by the Yin Ling, while Lao Tu stood in front of Bian Xiuling in case the other party would suddenly attack.
Elder Meng made a haha laugh while summoning Yin Ling, and he looked very strange: "I have long heard that the woman of the Bian family is born to be the king of ghosts. Today, let you see and see the ghosts of our Meng family. Who is the real king of ghosts!"
After Elder Meng finished speaking, each of the ghosts suddenly turned into a little streamer, rushing towards the old soil and Bian Xiuling. Elder Meng said word by word: "Flow-Light-Ghost-Rain!"
Although Lao Tu couldn't see ghosts, after listening to Elder Meng's words and the gust of wind just now, he also knew that the current enemy had become a ghost. And Bian Xiuling stood there quietly, looking forward with empty eyes, as if she had given up resistance. The old man was anxious, but there was nothing he could do. He felt that the yin spirits turned into sharp swords and wanted to pierce his brain. He concentrated desperately, because his master once told him that ghosts are afraid of people, as long as the will A powerful person can stay alive.
But gradually, the old man felt his own consciousness blurred, and the sharp sword turned into a ghost was piercing his brain one by one! Just when the old soil was about to give up resistance, suddenly the Yin Qi became more intense, and the old soil felt that the sharp sword pierced into his brain stopped moving.
The old man realized that Yin Qi was coming from behind, and he turned around and saw an incredible scene. Bian Xiuling's eyes had no pupils at this time, they were all white!
Elder Meng also noticed the strangeness. The ghosts he summoned didn't follow his command, and they all froze there. And Bian Xiuling was like opening the gate of the underworld, calling all the ghosts from all directions continuously. Moreover, the number of ghosts continued to increase, and the yin air became heavier and lifeless in the ruined temple. The strong yin air caused changes in the world. The sky, which was already cloudy, began to blow violently, and soon there was lightning and thunder.
Cold sweat oozes from Elder Meng's head. He doesn't know what is going on. How can ordinary people recruit so many ghosts
And there was a smile on Bian Xiuling's face: "Do you know why your leader wooed us Bian's family? Because a Bian's family can hold thousands of trash like you! Let you see what the real ghost is! -Ghost-Xiu-Luo-Hell!"
After that, countless ghosts are like crazy, and they desperately drilled on the three men in black. Even though some of them are full of yang and some have treasures, the ghosts do not hesitate to drill on them. , Even if the ashes are wiped out, it will not hesitate.
After a while, the three men in black were swallowed by countless ghosts and became lifeless. As soon as Bian Xiuling raised her arm, the ghost disappeared without a trace. When the ghost disappeared, Bian Xiuling also fainted to the ground. The fire in the ruined temple has been extinguished, and a lightning bolt in the sky illuminates the ruined temple, which appears to be particularly depressed. Then the rain arrived as scheduled, and it fell on the ground with a rustle.
"What happened later?" Tu Shitou was eager to hear it, but after talking about Bian Xiuling fainted, the old man stopped suddenly, making Tu Shitou eager for knowledge.
"Later, Bian Xiuling woke up again, and she decided to go to her family, and we were separated." The old folk said plainly, as if the person in the story was not him.
Tu Shitou felt that the old-fashioned may have something to hide from him, but the focus was not on the story, but on Bian’s white eyes, so he asked: “So, Bian’s people are usually normal people. When their eyes turn white, Can you guard against ghosts?" (End of this chapter)