I kill ghosts and gods with martial arts

Chapter 157 Where is he?
"Phew! Exciting!"

Fist to the flesh, and fight each other horizontally.

In these hundred and ten strokes of pure strength and physical fighting, the evil fire and hostility that emerged from Wu Mourn's body finally eased a lot. In the past month, even if he was able to pluck the wool, he regarded it as a random fool. The tools and consumables can be flattened and rounded. If it weren't for waiting for a big ticket for those cubs and making them bloody, Wu Mour would have covered his face to talk to different people.

Since you speak well, you don't listen.

He also thought about scrapping the tool directly at the last moment, then there would be no respect for his colleagues, so Wu Mourning decided to plan, and invited friends and companions to come to today's move.

This cross-training martial artist who died in anger was just the beginning.

Wu Mourn's face turned pale.

Still couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

He wiped his mouth, not paying attention to the serious injury on his chest that hurt his heart and lungs.In fact, in the violent confrontation, because Wu Mour was playing too hard, the force he blasted out actually hurt him. The horizontal martial arts practitioners in the middle stage of Qizang are really tough.

It took a lot of effort until Wu Mourning was so hard that he was blown to death.

In fact, this horizontal martial artist is also deadly aggrieved.

If it was someone else, they might be culled and seriously injured by his various supernatural powers, but Wu Mourning happened to be a little stronger than him in every aspect except his true strength. On the one hand, no matter how much he broke out and struggled, Wu Mour was suppressed by him like an eagle hunting a rooster.

It was also hard to find such a punching bag, Wu Mourn knew that the outside situation was the best way to kill.

As for the hidden weapon warrior.

Seeing Wu Mourning and his companions fighting each other so exaggeratedly that the eyeballs trembled, the warrior's soul was instantly extinguished, and he decided to run away very decisively.

Wu Mourn didn't care about his escape.

because……

The concealed weapon warrior jumped in from the outside with an aggrieved expression on his face.

It happened that Wu Mourn, who had finished his work, showed a kind smile to him.

"Surprised or not? Huh? Are there people from my side outside?"

"you……!"

The concealed weapon fighter has an aggrieved expression on his face. A warrior like him who specializes in poisoning hidden weapons and performing assassinations is most afraid of a martial artist like Wu Mourning whose defensive power makes people roll their eyes.

Even one.

There is also a big bald head with a shiny head on the outside of his mother!
Monk Bu Zhan drove this guy back with a smile, just to let Wu Mour, who was overflowing with anger, vent his anger.This Buddha also has fire. When it is time to do things like glaring at the Vajra, it is natural to blast and kill so that your own thoughts can be understood.

"Wu Xinzhuo, don't be rampant. The Wusheng Sword offering will arrive soon. You have murdered so many offerings from the Xu family today. Do you think the Xu family will let you go?"

The hidden weapon warrior can only move out two backers at this time.

One is Qizang Jiuzhong's Wusheng Sword, as long as he makes a move, everything will be fine.

The other one is the Xu family, which is an aristocratic family.

"Hehe, today it's not whether you let me go or not, but that I, Wu, can't spare you!" Wu Mourn withdrew his divine attitude, and facing this bitch who likes to throw hidden weapons, he slowly pulled out Tai Ah. And Qixing, when dealing with this bitch, he doesn't bother to use his fists to give him respect and decency.

As the sword blared sharply, the silvery eyes overflowed with murderous aura!
next moment.

Wu Mourn used the seven stars to reflect the moonlight to the eyes of the concealed weapon warrior, and his figure rushed forward!

A new round of brutal fighting among warriors has begun.

At this moment, the yin house is roaring violently, as if it is going to demolish this ghost place alive, more than one human demolition machine is raging inside.It seemed that the dangerous yin house, which took people's luck, was covered under the light that the warriors fought brazenly.

In front of you is the private house that is being demolished.

Inside is your own person.

However, Gu Minghui, who is the Ninth Layer of Kaizang Wushengjian, has no way to take a step forward, because in front of him there is a Taoist with a kind expression and a rare white donkey standing in his way. This Taoist's face is pale No need, the whole person showed a femininity, and he didn't seem to be carrying any weapons or magic weapons on his body, but the white donkey was still chewing the corner of his clothes from time to time, and he was helplessly pushed away.

It was such a Taoist, but he blocked Wu Shengjian's footsteps.

It even made him feel like an enemy!
There is only one reason, Wu Shengjian had seen this Taoist make a move 20 years ago, only once, but he had a deep understanding of what is called the sect's arrogance, what is called the most dazzling star of their generation.

"Say ruthlessly, Bai Weizi."

"Well, I didn't expect that after so many years, my name is still circulating in the rivers and lakes. I almost forgot it myself."

Bai Weizi had a kind and compassionate face.

When his apparently kind but emotionless eyes were exposed to the moonlight, it seemed that all the surrounding light was absorbed by his eyes, and the darkness in the distance was quietly magnified, as if an invisible terror was coming!

Love is merciless.

The ruthless Bai Weizi of Shangdong once beheaded the city god of Puhai for the people of Yunzhou, killing countless heads.

"You want to stop me?"

Wu Shengjian snorted softly, and the bulging breath was like a sea of ​​evil, in which countless tragic victims struggled and howled, if there was boundless blood roaring!
The gods of the two sides looked at each other from afar, and they clicked.

"No, I came here today just to tell a story with the layman. After the story is finished, if the layman still insists on going his own way, then we will do it again."

Bai Weizi's speech is steady, his tone is slow, without emotional ups and downs, even the expression on his face remains the same, it is easy for people to have the uncanny valley effect on him.

Obviously Bai Weizi's strength is indeed stronger than Wu Shengjian.

After weighing it, Gu Minghui also put away her sharp sword, and said patiently.

"In that case, I'm all ears."

"good!"

Bai Weizi nodded in satisfaction, and then told a story full of ups and downs 20 years ago.

Twenty years ago, Yunzhou Wulin was in depression.

In the depression caused by the limitation of aura, there is a genius swordsman who rises from the ordinary people, and his swordsmanship is boundless, and even the contemporaries of the aristocratic family hardly have anyone who can compete with him.This swordsman has a bad temper, and he draws his sword to face each other when he disagrees with him. He is a man of righteousness, and anyone who asks him for injustice will definitely get a helping hand.

At that time, everyone believed that this talented swordsman had the hope of breaking through the shackles and setting foot in heaven.

But good fortune fools people.

Overnight, the swordsman's wife and his brother betrayed him, not only poisoning him before the engagement with Shi Jiazi, but also backstabbing him on the spot.

The swordsman who survived by chance was rescued by the family.

And help each other, help the swordsman heal the wound, and finally provide clues to hunt down the adulterer and adulterer, and finally take off their dog heads and bring them back to relieve their hatred.From then on, the swordsman was grateful and willing to work hard for the family to repay this great kindness.

So far, everyone is happy and the curtain is over.

The story that Bai Weizi narrated unhurriedly is obviously the story of the Wusheng Sword. Even after so many years, the fact that he was betrayed by his cuckold and his brother still made the master look like he wanted to eat people.

If it wasn't Bai Weizi who told the story, the Wusheng Sword might have struck it with a single blow.

"Is the story over?"

"Don't worry, Layman, there is another perspective to this story."

There is another angle to this story.

Bai Weizi's perspective.

Back then, Bai Weizi happened to be involved in this matter. He had just finished slaying the dragon in the East China Sea and was riding a donkey back to the Taoist temple. On the way, he met a man and a woman who were fleeing for their lives.The man recognized Bai Weizi, he rushed to the donkey and begged Bai Weizi to save him, even if it was only his brother's wife.

It turns out that Jian Zhe's wife and his brother did not intend to betray, but were accidentally drugged by an adulterer, lost themselves and were threatened.A big mistake has been made, this brother protects the wife of the swordsman, and also protects the two-month-old righteous brother and child in her womb, so he can only be controlled by others.

Finally seized the opportunity to escape, but knew that he would die.

He was willing to die to appease the wrath of his brother-in-law, but his sister-in-law was innocent, so he couldn't let his brother make the same big mistake as himself, so he could only kneel down and kowtow to Bai Weizi for help.

"You, you mean flesh and blood in your belly?"

Wushengjian's face turned pale in an instant, and his sword-holding hands were originally as stable as Mount Tai, but now they trembled slightly.

"Don't be impatient, Layman, wait until I finish."

Bai Weizi looked at the Wusheng Sword with compassion, and continued to tell the story from the perspective of a bystander.

Back then when Bai Weizi heard about this, he was also determined to rescue them. He originally wanted to save both of them, but the man was determined to die, so he could only cast spells to save the wife of the swordsman.

Originally, the swordsman's wife also wanted to die, but she could only live on because of the child in her womb.

After giving birth to the child and raising it, he hanged himself.

That child is half begging and half begging, and today he is working part-time at the Shangdong Taoist Temple to make ends meet.The cause of the past, the result of today, this matter is a knot, to untie this knot, the father and son must recognize each other and let go of the past, otherwise, sooner or later, they will kill each other.Bai Weizi came here today to help the swordsman untie this knot.

After a long time, Wu Shengjian's sword-holding hand hangs down weakly, as if he has aged ten years in an instant.

"How do I know what you said is true..."

"True or false, don't the laymen have any doubts in their hearts for so many years? Are the incidents back then too coincidental? Is the Xu family's treatment of the laymen too appropriate? After all these years, why did the laymen not have a single heir?"

Bai Weizi looked at Wu Shengjian who had lost the slightest will to fight, and knew that he would not be able to force his way in again.

It is even more impossible to help the Xu family.

Karma, tried and tested.

The crimes committed by the Xu family back then were thought to be flawless, but no matter how much you try to cover up retribution, when it should fall on your head, it will naturally be artificially pushed to come to you.

"He, is he doing well?" Wu Shengjian lowered his head in shame. He was obsessed with swords back then, so he didn't even prepare a baby name for the child.

"Whether the life is good or not, the layman will know if he goes there personally."

"...don't say thank you for your kindness, wait for me to find out a thing or two before making a decision."

Wu Shengjian took a deep breath, and his eyes shone with a murderous light.

Thinking of being like a fool, being cheated for more than 20 years, still being a dog for the enemy, and being grateful to them, Wu Shengjian's blood pressure is full.Based on this, for the rest of his life, he will [-]% fight to the death with the Xu family!

Wu Shengjian has already trusted Bai Weizi [-]%, and the remaining [-]% ​​he still has to see the child and have his blood tested before entrusting him with all of them.

Clasping hands together, he flew directly in another direction.

"Infinite Heavenly Venerate."

Bai Weizi nodded slightly.

He didn't want to fight Wushengjian, after all, he was a hard-working man, if he accidentally killed him, it would be difficult to face those innocent eyes when he returned to the Taoist temple.Although it was rough and procrastinated to resolve this murder today, at least it brought karma back to the right track, which is a merit.

After Wu Shengjian went away.

A head poked out from the corner, it was Zhang Tiekou who was holding the Dragon Locking Bracelet. Seeing that there was no fight, he immediately ran over with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist Bai Wei is really kind."

Thousands of wears, no flattery.

God counted it up and praised Bai Weizi first, while playing with the dragon lock bracelet on his hand.

"Zhang Daoyou is ridiculously praised. We are all cultivators who accumulate virtue and do good deeds, make good connections, and cultivate the Way." Although Bai Weizi said it sincerely, but with his uncanny valley face, it always makes people feel that there is no convincing force.

Especially when this Taoist master killed people, he didn't look like he was doing good deeds.

Wu Shengjian, who can make Nie Hai fluctuate, calms down and listens to stories.

What Bai Weizi relied on was not only his eloquence, but also his glorious achievements in the past that made people feel chills down the spine.He has killed all the dragons in the East China Sea, not to mention the others.

"Looks like it's over."

Bai Weizi didn't turn his head, but he knew the situation in the private house very well.

That ghost general has been taken down by Zhengyang, and all Yin ghosts have been killed.Monk Bu Zhan and Wu Mourning Hammer overturned all the Xu family's offerings, and there are only two left who can breathe.

As for this haunted house...

"Huh? Is there such a thing?"

Zhang Tiekou fiddled with the dragon lock bracelet, showing confusion.

Bai Weizi looked curiously.

"This was originally an earthly instrument that reversed the dragon's veins and plundered luck. Why did it just turn over and suddenly turned into a trapped dragon and bead game? Could it be that things must go against each other? I ate too much and vomited on the boy Xinzhuo ? Or that he was spotted? It doesn't make sense."

"Maybe it's an opportunity."

Bai Weizi, who also has good Taoist knowledge, proposed a possibility.

A martial artist like Wu Mourning can be called auspicious.

It is not impossible for the dragon veins to favor him. In the history of Zhuxia, there have been many scenes where people who have been blessed by the national fortune have killed the generals of the enemy country.

"That's the only way to explain it."

Shensuan touched the donkey secretly, and the old donkey felt surprisingly good.

"It's just a pity. In this way, if you want to borrow the land instrument of the yin house, it will be difficult to trace the source. I'm afraid you won't be able to find the other party..."

"Can't find anything?"

Wu Mourn jumped out of the wall covered in blood.

Touching his face, revealing a delicate and shy face, he smiled and cupped his hands at Bai Weizi.

"I met the Taoist priest, thank you for your hard work..." Wu Mourn then showed a mouthful of white teeth, and smiled kindly. "... Where is that bastard Xu Xian? Feixian Tower?"

(End of this chapter)