a ghost pretending to be human

Li Zigui absolutely does not recognize this so-called "king of ghosts".

Is bullying him a country ghost? !He's never heard of such a thing, has he? !

He thought about the relationship between Xie Chunjiang and the Xie family. ...Could it be the ancestor of the Xie family?Does the Xie family know of Xie Chunjiang's existence?It would be too much to know that... this family of imperial masters has an old ghost in their own home.

"What is the king of ghosts?" Li Zigui humbly asked Yan Ming for advice.

"Hmm... I don't know either." Yan Ming spread his hands, "A few days ago I specially caught a few ghosts. I asked them if they knew the ghost king before cutting them, and they all said they didn't know."

Yan Ming's word "slash" sent a chill down Li Zigui's neck. He could almost imagine the clean and neat sword that instantly separated the ghost's body and head, and the energy structure collapsed.

...Well, this kind of person should be quite reliable on the friendly side, but it is frightening to the enemy.

Seeing that his identity had been found out, Xie Chunjiang no longer covered up, and directly showed his true face.A human figure quickly appeared in the void.He was dressed in a navy blue Taoist robe, with black hair like waterfalls, sharp eyebrows and eyes, and a jade flute in his hand. He looked like a handsome and handsome man... It was just the gloomy look on his face that ruined his entire image.

Bamboo leaves rustled, hovering around Xie Chunjiang's body, blowing up a slight wind.

Yan Ming nodded approvingly for Xie Chunjiang's bold appearance, and when his mind moved, he condensed a sword.The sword was sharp and sharp, with a cold killing intent.

He likes this kind of ghosts who show their true body by relying on their own strength, which is much easier to fight than those who don't know the truth.

Li Zigui, on the other hand, stared at Xie Chunjiang with pure admiration. Looking at his unrestrained and neat long hair, handsome facial features, tall and straight figure, and elegant sleeves, he sighed inappropriately in his heart: the ancients are so beautiful. .This temperament, this demeanor, tsk tsk tsk, is that the character is too violent, which seems a bit contrary to harmony.

With a gentle tone, he said to Xie Chunjiang: "My lord, do you mind having one more citizen?"

Yan Ming: "..."

Xie Chunjiang: "..."

Once Li Zigui wants to look sincere, he must look very sincere.Xie Chunjiang didn't hear a hint of teasing from Li Zigui's words, and when he met Li Zigui's bright eyes looking at him, he couldn't say no to him for a moment.

When he regained his composure, he said angrily, "Mind you!!!"

This "mind" was said without a sense of oppression, and it sounded only with embarrassment.

Yan Ming was really wronged, and complained to Li Zigui: "I have such a good face, why are you so gentle to him?"

"I think I treat you very well, and my tolerance is very high." Li Zigui showed his impartial attitude, and said solemnly, "I was just joking, to ease the atmosphere."

When Xie Chunjiang heard Li Zigui's explanation, he became even angrier. With a wave of his sleeve, all the bamboo leaf tips aimed at Li Zigui's phantoms, and shot straight out, trying to force out his real body.

In the spiritual space, all matter may be true or false.The fake ones are illusions that can be broken at the touch of a touch, but the real ones are full of energy and extremely lethal.However, Li Zigui couldn't tell whether Xie Chunjiang had attached energy to a certain bamboo leaf, so he either hid or blocked him.

Yan Ming glanced at Li Zigui next to him, but without much hesitation, he drew his sword and stepped forward, swipe at random twice, blocking all the bamboo leaves rushing in this direction.

The other Li Zigui who were facing the attack did not move at all, neither dodged nor dodged, watching the bamboo leaves pass through them without hindrance.

...Only Li Zigui behind Yan Ming hid safely in that space and was not attacked by bamboo leaves.

Xie Chunjiang, who had expected it for a long time, turned his flute into a sword, and stabbed at Li Zigui with a single leap.

As a peace lover who had never fought before, Li Zigui naturally had no time and didn't know how to deal with it, but he still retreated deliberately.This unfamiliar way of avoiding was met with great ridicule by Xie Chunjiang.

Xie Chunjiang originally thought that it was doomed to lose Li Zigui with one sword strike.

However, the moment he passed Yan Ming, he suddenly felt a sword approaching his neck, forcing him to move sideways.The sword that was originally aimed at Li Zigui temporarily changed its direction to block Yan Ming's attack.

Yan Ming pressed down with the tip of his sword, slashed suddenly, then leaped into the air, relying on gravity to hold the hilt tightly and stab down fiercely.

Xie Chunjiang smiled mockingly.

In an instant, the time in the entire spiritual space froze.

Yan Ming was stagnant in the air, and immediately realized that something was wrong, he stopped the sword attack abruptly, held the sword back to defend, bowed his body slightly, and quickly turned into a defensive posture——

Then he was kicked out steadily by Xie Chunjiang.

Xie Chunjiang drew a sword flower, and the tip of the sword drew a smooth arc in the air.

At the same time, large and small rocks with sharp edges condensed in the sky at a terrifying speed. As Xie Chunjiang's sword pointed down a little, the rocks fell heavily and smashed towards Yan Ming mercilessly.

"Hey——" Li Zigui, who was originally staying behind Yan Ming, quickly moved away when Yan Ming was kicked out. Seeing Yan Ming who was smashed all over his body by the rumbling rumble, he felt a little bit out of reach.

He shouted from a distance, earnestly: "He didn't hit you just now, why are you in such a hurry to die. The country has finally cultivated such a pillar of protection for the people, don't mess yourself up here."

"Aren't I protecting the people now?" Yan Ming pulled out bloodied from the gravel, "These are actually true."

Although Yan Ming doubted Li Zigui's identity, he would still fulfill his responsibilities until it was confirmed.

...that's a presumption of innocence.

Li Zigui shrugged: "Only low-level illusions can be deciphered if you don't believe it. Lord Ghost King's illusions should be honestly taken seriously."

"You have a lot of knowledge in this area. It seems that you have done a lot of research?" Yan Ming asked openly.

"Yes," Li Zigui sighed, "My research in this area is not comparable to yours. So when the gods fight, the pillars of the country can honestly watch and wait for the opportunity to escape."

"You think..." Xie Chunjiang said to Li Zigui, "You can stop me?"

Li Zigui shrugged: "Try it."

Xie Chunjiang stroked the hilt of his sword, but did not move.

The gust of wind suddenly picked up, rolling up layers of bamboo leaves.

Li Zigui admired the beautiful scenery and was very satisfied.

When beating Yan Ming, he used stones and when beating him, he used bamboo leaves. What does this mean?It shows that Xie Chunjiang is still very good to him.This is a duel full of art!He can't live up to this intention!

Li Zigui's energy was suppressed little by little.

The wind died down.

Before the bamboo leaves approached, they turned into large golden petals, and they swirled down softly, brushing against Xie Chunjiang's cheeks, cutting off a few black hairs.

"Do you know what kind of flower this is?" Li Zigui said with his own explanation, "Rape flower! It has both ornamental value and economic value..."

"Shut up." Xie Chunjiang's expression turned ugly, "You look down on me?"

Until now, Li Zigui still has no killing intent, and has never really attacked Xie Chunjiang.

"I just don't do senseless harm."

Li Zigui's explanation sounds very far-fetched to Xie Chunjiang, and it will only arouse his anger.

However, he has been angry all the time, and he can't find any new tricks in his anger, except to attack more fiercely.

So, Li Zigui thought silently, it's scarier for people who are usually not angry to be angry.This kind of explosion every day will only make people get used to it, and they don't care about his anger.

The two ghosts came and went, and there was a stalemate for a while.

The competition of illusion does not require any action, it is a purely spiritual battle.

Yan Ming held his sword and watched silently, finally slowly discerning the difference between strength and weakness.

This is a kind of change that ebbs and flows.In the center of the leaves and flowers, yellow, yellow, green, and green were in chaos, with almost no specific shape visible, but the number of bamboo leaves circling around slowly increased at an imperceptible speed, and they tried their best to attack Li Zigui.

Li Zigui only pays attention to the bamboo leaves that will cause penetrating injuries to him, and doesn't even hide from those passing by.There were fine wounds on his body and face, but no blood flowed.From the shattered wound, one can see the misty energy tissue inside.

The only effective damage that the spiritual body can receive is that the fulcrum of the energy structure is broken up.These shallow wounds can only affect the peripheral fulcrum, although it looks scary, but it doesn't really matter.

However, a normal human being, even in the spiritual world, will subconsciously think that his body will reflect the real situation of reality when he is hurt.Under this subconscious influence, his wounds would bleed and his body cavity would contain normal human tissue.

After Yan Ming observed Li Zigui, he tried to repair his own wound.He kept hinting to himself: I am not injured, I am a spiritual body, and I can change shapes freely.

Then he wiped his face and still touched blood.

... Well, it turns out that even a genius like him cannot master such a magical thing all at once.

Let's just protect the "people" honestly.

Li Zigui was concentrating on playing the game of changing leaves into flowers with Xie Chunjiang, and even enjoying this wonderful process a little bit.Then he suddenly found that the opponent withdrew his strength, and at the same time there was a clanging sound over there.

Li Zigui: "..." Come on, we haven't had enough fun yet.

He saw Yan Ming fighting Xie Chunjiang.Turning and moving, swords and swords are really beautiful.

... Although he can't understand the advantages and disadvantages.

It wasn't until Yan Ming was covered with a layer of blood, and Xie Chunjiang's clothes were just a little messed up, that Li Zigui judged uncertainly—well, Yan Ming must be dying.After all, he had to guard against being hit by stones, and Yan Ming was not good enough in fighting methods.

After watching them quietly for a while, Li Zigui became a little impatient seeing them playing so hard and still not knowing the difference.

He decided that he wanted to reveal a shocking secret.

"Cough." He coughed to get attention.

No one and no ghosts talk to him.The two over there are still fighting hard.

Li Zigui: "..."

He had no choice but to continue on his own: "Actually, you can't hurt each other."

This speech immediately caused Xie Chunjiang and Yan Ming to distance themselves at the same time, and looked at Li Zigui suspiciously.

"Xiao Ming is just a consciousness here, a projection of the spiritual body, and he will be fine if he is hacked to death." Li Zigui, who finally received attention, was very satisfied, "So of course he cannot have a real impact on the spiritual body."

"...impossible," Xie Chunjiang frowned, "I clearly..."

Li Zigui: "Illusion is about moisturizing things in a subtle way. Anyway, I think I have gained a lot today. Thank you for your cooperation."

"Li Zigui," Yan Ming asked suddenly, "are you a ghost?"

"Yes." Li Zigui replied.

"Admit it so easily?" Yan Ming raised his eyebrows.

Li Zigui nodded and snapped his fingers briskly.

It doesn't matter if you admit it or not, it's just a dream, if you leave, forget about it.

Xie Chunjiang watched Yan Ming disappear.

It may be that the old ghost's mind is slower as he gets older, and he still can't react to this sudden change: "When..."

A force slowly emerged, directly tearing a hole in this spiritual space.

Xie Chunjiang was very familiar with this power.

"The soul orb is with you?! Come back!"

Angrily, he threw his sword at Li Zigui.

Li Zigui spread his hands with unknown meaning.

Although this old ghost who doesn't know how many years old is better than him, but he has cheats.With the artifact in hand, isn't it a matter of minutes to leapfrog the challenge?

The moment the sword tip passed through Li Zigui, Xie Chunjiang noticed that one of the "phantoms" of Li Zigui who had remained expressionless and still moved slightly.

Xie Chunjiang turned his head hastily, but only saw a fleeting smile.

In an instant, almost all illusions disappeared.

Only the phantom he thought was his real body was left, slowly, shattered in front of him.