What's more, how could I be so lucky that I hit the top master's face?

That's too miserable, right?

The more I thought about it, the more I became inflamed in Bao Shanhe’s heart.

He waved the small flag even more happily, drove the giant ghost, and waved his fist to Zhang Jiao not far away.

On Zhang Jiao's side, since the Taoist robe split into hundreds of talismans, it has just floated quietly.

Zhang Jiao did not have any extra movements, his eyebrows and eyes were lowered, and he maintained a motionless posture.

Seeing that Zhang Jiao had no defensive moves, Bao Shanhe also felt a little suspicious.

But after hesitating for a second, Bao Shanhe smiled disdainfully and snorted coldly:

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

Then he didn't care too much, hugged his arms, and sneered as the giant ghost's fist got closer and closer to Zhangjiao.

It was not until the giant ghost's fist was about to hit that Zhang Jiao slowly moved.

Zhang Jiao slowly raised his left hand without the sword and pressed forward gently.

Suddenly, the hundreds of talismans split from the robe flew forward instantly, wrapping the giant ghost's fist.

These yellow paper pieces, as if they were carrying a thousand pounds of force, actually fixed the aggressive fist in the air steadily.

"What!" Bao Shanhe was shocked and looked at Zhang Jiao in amazement.

It was not over yet. Zhang Jiao pressed his left hand forward and changed direction at this time, gently facing down, and then suddenly fell down!

The giant ghost's fist was also broken into countless pieces under Zhang Jiao's movements, flying in the air like broken flesh and blood.

After a while, a trace of black air became a stream of air.

The giant ghost showed a humanized painful expression on his face, and then quickly retracted his right arm that had lost his palm.

But obviously Zhang Jiao didn't want to let it go. While the giant ghost retracted his right arm and retreated, Zhang Jiao quickly pinched several strange magic tricks in his hand.

Under the influence of these magic tricks, mysterious waves suddenly came out of Zhang Jiao's body. At the same time, his black hair turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye, and wrinkles appeared on his face, as if he had been aged for decades.

Zhang Jiao bit his tongue through the tip of his tongue, spewed out a mouthful of essence and blood in the air, stretched out his hand and hit the blood on the talismans.

As the blood was infiltrated, a circulating light suddenly appeared on the talismans.

Then, the talismans suddenly turned into beasts of different shapes and ran around Zhang Jiao.

As they ran, they turned into birds again, hovering and dancing in the air.

Flying into the air, it turned into a group of fish again, as if it was swimming in the deep sea.

Immediately afterwards, they finally gathered in one place and exploded with a bang!

These bursting lights turned into different colors and shining brightly.

Lights gathered together, flowing continuously, and gradually formed a purple light flashing, with scales and horns, and a vivid expression!

"roar!"

The purple dragon opened its mouth and made a real howl. At the same time, it swayed and roared, as if it had life, carried Zhang Jiao to the sky and flew straight to the giant ghost.

Amid the roar of the dragon, the giant ghost was trembling all over, like a trembling fear, and even couldn't maintain its shape.

"Damn!" Bao Shanhe followed his eyebrows tightly and sweared.

Then, he waved the small flag in his hand suddenly, and the giant ghost suddenly turned black all over his body, turning into a huge skeleton with his mouth open and biting towards the dragon and Zhangjiao.

However, the next moment, a wave of purple light flowing out of the dragon's mouth and suddenly hit the skull!

"Boom!"

The skull that looked ferocious and terrifying collapsed in an instant, and countless ghosts were torn into countless pieces under the giant palm, slowly dissipating.

Moreover, there were many ghosts who did not directly contact the purple light wave. After that, they immediately wailed in pain and quickly escaped from here, and it was useless to let Bao Shanhe wave the small flag.

As a large number of ghosts fled, the skeleton form could no longer be maintained, so Bao Shanhe had to take these ghosts back into the flag again.

Bao Shanhe stared at Zhang Jiao and said, "I really didn't expect that you have such good props, but! Don't think you'll just eat me!"

As he said that, Bao Shanhe raised the small flag in his hand.

With the blood-colored and black breath swelling, the flagpole suddenly became longer and turned into a spear-like style.
Chapter completed!