Chapter 251 Enchantress Backstab〈Third update~〉 “Woo, woo, woo…” Just after nightfall, strong winds began to blow in Shijia Town. The howling wind was like a howling ghost, and even the most sane person could detect something was wrong, so every household closed their doors and windows, and there were no people on the streets. ‖ Suddenly, with the sound of horse hooves, a figure wearing golden armor and carrying two swords came on horseback. Behind him were two enchantresses also riding horses, and behind them were various strange ghosts. … Fusang Gui reined in his horse in front of the Shi family's mansion. He looked at the house with a faint golden light and sneered: "It's just as I expected!" The cat licked his lips again and said softly: "Sir, the level of this barrier is very high. We are afraid..." "You don't need to go in for the time being...play the song for the wedding of hundreds of ghosts." Fuso Ghost King turned over and dismounted, and shouted in a deep voice.
“Hi!” Baigui bowed and agreed. “Woo woo, woo woo…” In the blink of an eye, an exciting and somewhat eerie tune sounded outside the Shi family's gate. Fuso Ghost turned over his hands and pulled out the two ghost-headed long knives he was carrying behind him. The golden armor on his body instantly turned into a red robe, and the cloak reached the ground. Climb the stone steps step by step and come to the door that shines with golden light. ification When his body touched the door, the golden light suddenly blazed, like a fire from the sky, burning his clothes fiercely, and wisps of black smoke rose up. “Ho…ho…” The Fuso Ghost roared in a low voice, ignoring the burns caused by the fire wave, and squeezed into the barrier inch by inch, passed through the vermilion door with a bang, and broke into the yard. “Shua!” Xiao Hui, holding a red tassel gun stained with black dog blood, stepped out and stabbed the Ghost King in the throat. Fuso Ghost waved his two knives and chopped off the head. A fierce wind suddenly hit behind his head. He lowered his head suddenly, and a large knife grazed his scalp. Ma Shangfeng used up all the power of his sword, and turned his body in a circle. The long-handled golden knife also turned around and continued to slash at the Ghost King's head. Fuso Ghost's body turned into an afterimage, and he distanced himself from the opponent. As he was running, a flying sword stabbed him diagonally, hitting him in the throat. "Roar!" Fuso Ghost opened his mouth and spit out a stream of black mist, rushing towards the old Taoist priest who came to him in the blink of an eye. The layman in the thatched cottage pulled out his sword and dodged sideways. The black mist rushed straight to the front of the hall and hit the hall door covered with runes, exploding into a ball of bright fireworks. Qin Yao was sitting alone at the stone table in the corner. There was a pot of wine in front of him and a gun in his hand. He picked up the wine pot and took a deep drink. When he raised his hand, the bullet emptied. “Boom, boom, boom…” One spirit-possessed bullet exploded on the Ghost King's body, leaving bullet holes one after another. Strands of Yin Qi continued to fly out from the bullet holes, continuously weakening the power in his body. “Eight Treasures Mirror Array.” The layman in the thatched cottage looked up at the bright moon and shouted loudly.
“Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.” The three masters and disciples all retreated and sat cross-legged in three positions. As the Thatched Cottage layman formed magic seals with his hands, lines of formations quickly lit up on the ground, and torrential fire jumped out from the lines and burned towards the Ghost King. Fuso Ghost roared loudly, put his feet on the ground, and tried to fly up. The layman in the thatched cottage took out a few copper coins from his arms and shot them down with a wave of his hand. "Moonlight Mirror!" The layman turned over his hands, and two mirrors appeared out of thin air in his hands. The mirrors refracted the light of the moon and continuously bombarded the Fuso Ghost. Xiao Hui and Ma Shangfeng imitated each other. They each took out two mirrors, placed them in front of them, made seals with their hands, and recited the scriptures orally. The six mirrors instantly turned into six turrets, continuously blasting blue light at Fuso Ghost. Fuso Ghost was swayed from side to side by the blue light and was in agony. He waved his swords wildly, trying to block the power of the moonlight. “Destroy the demon!” The layman shouted, and the mirror in front of him no longer shot out blue light cannons intermittently, but instead shot out two blue light beams, rushing towards the Ghost King. However, fate seemed to be deliberately playing tricks on them. At this critical moment, a dark cloud suddenly appeared, blocking the moonlight, and six mirrors went silent at the same time. “The weather is mine, not yours.” Fuso Ghost laughed loudly, raised his samurai sword high, and streaks of black light flew out of the blade, rushing into the black clouds above at high speed. "What happened?" The Caolu layman was shocked and shouted: "Xiao Hui, Shang Feng, don't move, Taoist Qin, it's up to you!" Qin Yao nodded silently, put away his Gauss gun, and stepped into the formation, focusing on guarding against Fusang ghosts and guarding the three figures on the ground. "Ah!" Fuso Ghost roared upwards, and black lightning was pulled by him, falling down like rain and hitting the courtyard. “Drink!” Qin Yao circulated the Da Huang Ting in his body and drove the Arhat Palm, and a huge golden body of Arhat suddenly appeared behind him. This golden body sits cross-legged in the formation, with its left hand forming a seal and placed on the chest, and its right hand turned outward and raised above the head to protect everyone. Those black lightning bolts fell on the center of Arhat's palm, creating a dazzling aurora, and everyone in the flashing eyes narrowed their eyes. “Buddhist magical power, bald donkey!” Fuso Ghost King roared again and again. He looked up at the dark clouds in the sky and saw that the dark clouds were gradually shifting under the strong wind. He quickly turned around and swung his sword fiercely in the direction of the gate. Until this moment, he finally realized that he had underestimated the enemy. He had to break the barrier and let all the ghosts in, so that he could possibly turn defeat into victory. “Boom, boom, boom…” The vast thunder gathered together and soon tore through the barrier. Fuso Ghost was so happy that he shouted loudly: "Nekomata, Bone Girl, kill, kill, kill!" “Hoo!” Outside the house, the strong wind swept up dust and poured it into the yard. Two green lights appeared in the eyes of the Ghost King. He looked through the dust and looked out of the courtyard. He saw nothing in front of him. How could there be any ghost? Fuso Ghost was furious and roared to the sky: "Nekomata! Bone Girl!" "I'm going to take care of you." Qin Yao blocked all the thunder and lightning, waved his hand in the air, and a Buddhist Arhat fell from the sky, hitting the ghost king hard, causing him to stagger and fall to the ground. “I want you to die.” Fusang Ghost stood on the ground with his two swords, jumped up, and slashed at Qin Yao with his sword in one. “The precious moonlight mirror is now!” The layman in the thatched cottage raised his head and looked at the sky. He saw that the dark clouds gradually dispersed and the moonlight penetrated the remaining clouds. He immediately raised the precious mirror in his hand. Xiao Hui and Ma Shangfeng followed closely behind, and six blue light beams hit the Fuso Ghost hard, controlling it in mid-air and continuing to refine it. "I won't let you go!" Fuso Ghost roared, and suddenly inserted the two knives in his hands into his body. His soul body exploded with a bang, and a beam of red light shot straight into the sky, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. . “Escape by self-destructing???” Qin Yao blinked. He remembered that in the original work, Fuso Ghost King probably didn’t have this skill, right?
"What a pity, it was just a little bit close." The Thatched Cottage layman put away his precious mirror, shook his head and sighed. “Master, what should we do now?” Xiao Hui asked. "Chopping the grass without eradicating the root will definitely become a serious problem in the future!" said the layman in the thatched cottage, looking up in the direction of Qin Yao: "Master Qin, it seems that I will have to delay you for a while longer." (End of this chapter)