Time passed minute by minute.

Thinking that the master was almost here, Meng Fan cast a spell and flew out of the ground.

"Pick that star!"

With everything clear before his eyes, familiar scoldings echoed in his ears. Junior brother Jin McGee held the Bagua mirror and used a magic weapon to refine the moonlight. He fought two ghosts alone and used escape techniques to escape from time to time. He was in danger many times.

Not far away, the most troublesome coffin spirit was in an extremely embarrassed state.

He dashed left and right, trying to fight Zhong Fabai, but the master, who was usually very quick to slay demons, didn't use any killing moves. He relied on his dexterous body skills to occasionally parry with a ten-year-old mahogany sword.

And he was reluctant to use the edge of the sword, as if he was afraid of hurting it.

"You're here."

Seeing his eldest disciple emerge from the ground, Zhong Fabai raised his brows. Facing the Coffin Demon's attack again, he did not dodge or dodge, biting his fingertips and gently raising his hand, just in time to hit the guy's eyebrow.

this……

Could it be that the master wanted to raise a corpse and was reluctant to destroy this guy's body?

That's not right. In the past, the master angrily criticized raising corpses as a trivial path that could easily lead to evil. He only allowed them to understand it, but never practiced it.

As his thoughts turned around, Meng Fan saw that the master held down the immobile coffin spirit with one hand and helped the guy turn around so that he was facing him.

"Afan, I leave it to you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he kicked the coffin spirit in the butt, causing it to fly off the spot.

In mid-air, the coffin spirit, suppressed by the blood on its fingertips, suddenly opened its eyes——

Meng Fan's figure came into view.

Without any hesitation, both claws reached out.

"then!"

When he heard his master calling, Meng Fan didn't hesitate out of instinctive trust and immediately raised his hand to pick it up.

The next moment, the ten-year-old peach wood sword was obtained.

What's the use of this thing?

Not as good as a canopy ruler!

He calmed down, complained about the special care from his master, and held up his sword to stop the coffin spirit.

It was neither lightning-struck wood nor old, so after a short period of resistance, the mahogany sword was shaky and about to break.

puff!

At the critical moment, blood spurted out from the tip of his tongue.

Caught off guard, the coffin spirit's face was covered in blood, and he immediately covered his face and screamed. Moreover, bursts of white smoke rose between his fingers, making him very embarrassed.

In the past, Meng Fan sprayed a useless mouthful of blood from the tip of his tongue at the zombie commander Issey Miyake. After he entered Taoism, he secretly made up his mind that he would not use it like this again.

Looking at it now, I think it was sloppy at the time!

Squirting blood on the tip of the tongue hurts, but it does work.

In line with the principle of not wasting, Meng Fan tempered the mahogany sword again. In an instant, the almost rotten wooden sword became as bright as gold.

"kill!"

With blood stains on the corners of his mouth, he seized the opportunity and raised his sword to kill. This scene shocked the male and female students who hurried over.

It turns out... subduing demons and slaying demons is such a bloody and cruel thing!

The group of people who had learned a few tricks thought they were so great, and everyone who was laughing and joking in the class was shocked.

In their eyes, the all-powerful Inspector Meng was in a very embarrassed state, covered in dirt, with blood at the corners of his mouth. He was slaying demons with a mahogany sword.

Waves of corpse air mixed with ghost air spurted out.

The coffin spirit, who was temporarily unable to see, was chased and slashed by Meng Fan. Soon, there were more than a dozen wounds on his body.

However, Meng Fan was not satisfied.

The filthy air spurting out from the wound caused the blood on the tip of his tongue that had previously been tempered to become contaminated and obliterated bit by bit.

The golden light gradually dimmed.

The white smoke turned into wisps.

"This coffin has at least three hundred years of experience."

Master Mei murmured in a deep voice:

"If you fight alone, even I am no match."

After finishing her words, she glanced at Zhong Fabai, as if questioning him as a master, why he stood by and put his two apprentices in danger.

Sensing the junior sister's dissatisfaction and doubts, Zhong Fabai didn't bother to explain.

If he had not been able to get in touch with his master in the past, it would have been difficult for him to easily suppress the two ghosts and one deadlock on his own. He had to put aside his prejudices and join forces with his junior sister.

But today is different from the past. Not only has he continued his inheritance, but he has also successfully cultivated Beidi's lineage. With certain achievements, he can naturally relax and conquer the formation for his disciples.

As for why he stood idly by and even took the initiative to lead the coffin spirit to his eldest disciple, it was naturally the same as when Jiuju Demon Girl was fighting.

Sharpen!

Now, with his master beside him, he is uncertain about the future. He would rather watch the two of them suffer now than to avoid the tragedy of the white-haired man sending the black-haired man away in the future.

in addition……

As Zhong Bai looked around, he saw the corner that no one cared about——

Dasha's hand is like a statue.

"this."

Looking at the secret seal, Master Mei was stunned on the spot, with a turmoil in his heart.

Invite the spirit of Leibu to come down to the next world?

Without blood food, there would be no Dharma altar?!

"Afan, Ji Zai, and Dasha have deep blessings and a close relationship with the Dantianfu Demon Academy. There is no need to pay attention to red tape. They can just make it up afterwards."

Previously he didn't bother to explain, but now he was showing off to his junior sister. Zhong Fabai was naturally willing to speak and say a few more words.

As soon as he finished speaking, Dasha, who was standing still with his eyes closed and silent, suddenly opened his eyes, and with a cold snort, thunder flakes surged at the tip of his nose.

Dasha, who was always walking with a majestic air, became even more impressive. There was a dark purple thunder light surging all over his body, and the thunder light came out when he breathed, as if there was a small snake made of thunder and lightning, wandering between his nose.

If Meng Fan hadn't been concentrating on fighting the coffin spirit and couldn't have distracted his attention to other areas, he would have lamented that this guy didn't recognize his relatives, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

After all, among all the tribes in heaven, the Lei tribe has the most authority and the most murderous nature. When ordinary evil spirits, heretics, demons and spies see the gods of the Lei tribe, they are so frightened that they fight with each other and fight for the ground with their heads.

Bang!

Suddenly, Meng Fan, who was fighting the coffin spirit with a canopy ruler in his hand, felt a flash of lightning in front of his eyes.

The next moment, the coffin spirit, which had a mahogany sword stuck in its chest and was filled with murderous intent and sinister energy, flew out.

"Help my junior brother first!"

Meng Fan glanced out of the corner of his eye and immediately knew what had happened, but he couldn't care less about being happy because Jin McGee could no longer hold on.

On the ground, the Romantic Ghost had a mahogany sword stuck in his chest, unable to move and almost dying; the Hanged Ghost's eyes were red, and he launched an attack desperately, with ghost mist and sharp claws intertwined.

There was blood oozing from the corners of Jin McGee's mouth. He had clearly bitten the tip of his tongue just like his senior brother.

In addition, the Bagua mirror that protects the body was left aside, with no chance to pick it up.

After hearing the instructions, Dasha, who borrowed the magic power of the Heavenly Weapons of Lei Department, nodded and said in a deep voice:

"Well, boss, hold on."

The next moment, the thunder shadow flashed.

Dasha stood in front of the female ghost.

Relieved, Meng Fan came back to his senses and paid attention to the coffin spirit in front of him.

As expected, this guy is not so easy to eliminate. After all, it has the highest level of spirituality and extraordinary foundation. It is half zombie and half ghost, with both corpse and ghost energy. After receiving a blow from Dasha, it paralyzed on the ground for a moment and then recovered again.

Bounce.

This time, he didn't want to fight, but turned around and jumped down the mountain.

Meng Fan, who had been fighting until now and severely injured him, was not willing for it to run away. He took a breath and jumped after him. When he took out the canopy ruler, lightning surged from his fingertips.
Chapter completed!