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Chapter 60: The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the enemy's road is narrow(1/2)

In Qian's righteous village, hundreds of households are fighting against evil spirits!

If this majestic Lin Baihu lost about 1,780 pounds,

Lose the bloated body fat,

Then scrape off three or four layers of thick oil,

Finally, fix your facial features.

It can be regarded as a wonderful play about Beizhen Fusi pacifying Yizhuang and subduing strange creatures!

After all, the protagonist in the novel is

Either he has sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and is heroic and awe-inspiring;

Either he is as handsome as jade and has a tall and straight figure.

No matter how bad it is, you still have to have a mediocre evaluation of being average-looking and restrained.

It's a pity that Lin Baihu's appearance is really bad. His blood is bursting out, and his body is shaking crazily as he moves his fists and feet.

It's a bit unbearable to look at.

"My lord, you look so frustrated, but your martial arts skills are so ordinary!

He dared to come to Yizhuang to look for bad luck from Mr. Zhi after he had only gathered a single hand vein. What a wishful thinking!"

The paper figure suddenly stood up from the coffin like a fake corpse,

The whole thing is bright red and purple, with thick ink and heavy colors, which is quite scary.

The words that came out of his mouth were even more harsh and made people angry.

"Master Zhi? A mere Yin spirit has the nerve to call me 'Master'? And in front of my lord!"

Lin Lu was not slow to react. He clenched his five fingers into a fist and punched out violently.

It was like a hammer of several hundred kilograms striking with all its strength, forcefully pushing out layers of viscous air waves.

The thin-skinned wooden board that was thrown towards me was as fragile as a piece of paper, shattering and exploding in an instant!

Sawdust is flying!

"Then why do you, a pig, have the nerve to address yourself as an adult?"

The paper figure is light and seems to have no weight at all.

With one step, he ran up the beam.

It was like an extremely flexible black shadow circling and flying, making a screaming sound.

Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!

The ghostly sound penetrates the brain!

Lin Lu's eyes turned white, his mind was weak, and he almost lost his soul.

Fortunately, the red fire token held in his right hand and hidden in his sleeve vibrated slightly, waking him up immediately.

He backhanded him with another punch!

Inexplicably, there is a fierce momentum like a god lifting a hammer and beating a big drum!

The moves are good, but they lack a sense of dominance.

“It’s just a show!”

The paper-piercing man laughed strangely, and his swooping figure suddenly turned around, decisively dodging this vicious killing move.

Then, shake your hands as if making a pinch.

In an instant, the billowing yin energy turned into thick ink, covering the plump Lin Lu's head.

It fought several rounds with hundreds of households in Fusi, North Town, and found that the opponent was not that powerful.

With the help of the yin and evil spirits of this righteous village, I constantly replenish my consumption.

It can also fly in the air, dodge and move.

This fat pig-like dog official has never condensed his foot pulses or practiced light body kung fu;

Second, he has not mastered the martial arts method of killing from a distance, and his fists and kicks cannot touch the body of the paper man at all.

Amidst this ebb and flow, who will be my opponent!

As expected, Lin Lu was entangled in the Yin Qi like a thick curtain, and it was difficult to break free for a while.

Just like encountering a ghost hitting a wall, a mortal being obsessed,

He rushed left and right but to no avail, he kept spinning in circles.

"This body has a lot of flesh and blood, so it might be a bit greasy to suck on!"

The paper-maker smiled sinisterly, and the stiff face traced with patterns on a white background looked a bit strange.

The body attached to the beam flew out, and the thin paper was as sharp as a knife, and it was about to cut off Lin Lu's head.

"Hey... Yin Ling lacks some intelligence after all and doesn't know how to think! He has been fooled by me!"

Lin Lu's anxious and panicked expression suddenly changed, and a dense aura emerged from his red flying fish suit.

A four-clawed python and a strange fish with two wings on its back are lifelike, turning into a thin shadow.

Dragon and tiger spirit!

Restrain evil spirits!

Tear!

The dark curtain where the thick Yin Qi condensed directly cracked, falling apart and splashing.

"Do you really think that I don't know that fists, feet, and swords are useless against evil spirits? Only the awe-inspiring righteousness of heaven and earth can cause harm to them!"

Lin Lu's small eyes narrowed into a straight line, showing a proud look.

After all, he is a warrior in the second level of Tongmai, and he has read the files sent by Nanzhen Fusi, so he knows what Yin spirits are and how to deal with them.

Therefore, the fear in my heart is not strong.

When meeting those old ghosts, the most taboo thing is to be afraid of words.

Once fearful thoughts arise, it is easy for people to have their souls stolen, their minds seduced, their minds deranged, their bodies possessed, and all kinds of evil methods adopted.

The man who tied the paper knew something was wrong and realized the huge danger. He quickly stopped his momentum and turned back sharply.

But it's too late.

Lin Lu's eyes flashed with joy, and the Red Fire Token hidden in his right hand was activated immediately!

Not to mention the pure and deep inner Qi that stimulates and injects, activating the power of Yang Fire in it!

boom!

Immediately, the cold atmosphere that filled Yi Zhuang was completely swept away.

Seven or eight thin-skinned coffins were smashed to pieces, and the bodies lying there turned into balls of coke, emitting a strong stench.

A flash of fear suddenly appeared on the heavily painted face of the paper-tying man, and he shouted sharply:

"The Qi of Yang Fire! The natal magic weapon! You are so cunning!"

As if boiling oil was poured on the body, the paper man's body sizzled, smoke emitted, and a burst of fire appeared.

"With you waiting for death, Yin spirit, what kind of morality do you need to talk about?"

Lin Lu didn't care about the charred innocent corpses. He took a step forward and said with some momentum:

"Die to me, my lord!"

The Red Fire Token held in his palm continuously sprayed out several straight lines of fire,

The paper-piercing man was so frightened that he couldn't help but dodge, and finally broke through the drafty window and escaped.

"Which way to go!"

Lin Lu shouted loudly.

He seems to have taken on the positive role of a true cultivator who conquers demons. He is about to surrender the ghosts tonight.

The bloated figure knocked open half of the wooden door and rushed into the rainy curtain.

The funeral room at the back immediately burst into flames, and the bodies of a dozen or twenty people burned like firewood poured with oil.

"Guan Guan, next time Grandpa Paper will suck your blood and eat your flesh!"

The paper man caught the rainwater, the flame went out, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

But the bright red and purple colors also washed away.

The accumulated Yin Qi is weakened layer by layer and the damage is serious.

"No! Master Geshou will be furious when he sees me like this. He will burn me with fire! Go away, go away!"

It didn't stop, turned around and headed straight to the gate of Yizhuang.
To be continued...
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