I was straight from the start

It took Han Weisheng a while before he seemed to realize that Mr. Bai was calling him.

The old man had already crawled under the table in pain. Because of his non-stop tossing, the big table was shaken, knocked over half of the tributes on the table, and the candle fell into the rice wine bowl, igniting a bright flame .

Han Weisheng took a second look before he took out the talisman paper from his sleeve, waved his hand and flew around the long table.

The huge and complex Zhenling Talisman array spread out, and the light was actually brighter than the firelight, illuminating the sky above the Bai Mansion like daytime.

The old Taoist suddenly let out a roar like a beast, and overturned the table. His whole body was in a distorted posture, with his belly facing upwards, but his four feet supported the body, his head twisted half a circle, and a pair of black eyes Staring at Han Weisheng.

Han Weisheng frowned, he didn't expect this ghost to be so fierce, and the blood of the old man was all around him, and there was also the resentment of the old man after his death.

It can be said that this further intensified the bloodthirsty level of the evil spirits.

Originally, Han Weisheng also knew that he was prone to accidents by using the method of attracting ghosts, but he felt that the ghost had obsession rather than resentment. ?The purpose of that ghost should not be killing people.

Bo Ran was only entangled by ghosts for a long time, and lost his energy and blood, so he became weak.

It's just that Han Weisheng didn't expect that Yinshu would easily arouse the hostility of ghosts.

While feeling a little annoyed, Han Weisheng couldn't sit idly by, if he left now, there would be an enchantment, and the ghosts would not be able to escape, but everyone in the Bai Mansion would become the target of fierce ghosts.

That would be the Miemen massacre, and the resentment here would be even greater, and then his use of the ghost spell would be exposed.

Thinking of this, Han Weisheng gritted his teeth and pulled out his sword.

"Lie Que" is engraved on the silver bright sword body, which is the name of the sword.

Taking care of the world's affairs is a responsibility and a heart for the world. It's just that Han Weisheng has always felt that there may be such a selfishness, after all, he wants to "win the fame before and after his life".

Of course, he won’t talk nonsense. Han Weisheng didn’t like to talk too much, too many words make mistakes. Heroes from all walks of life in history, whether they are heroes of the era or famous heroes, are not rare. .

Besides, Han Weisheng tapped his toes on the ground, and his whole body rose into the air, avoiding the attack of that ghost.

Han Weisheng was very fast and didn't panic. He swung his sword seemingly casually, and the sword energy rushed out like a tide, and rushed straight to the ghost on the ground.

The ancients forged the sword, refining it with all things to form it, watering it with hard work, gaining the spirit, and gathering energy for a long time to form it.

It is the legendary sword spirit.

However, it is rare to meet sword spirits in this world, they are all ancient divine swords, and the current cultivators can at most fuse their own qi into the sword, intertwining their own qi and sword qi, so that the sword has Reiki doesn't look like a dead thing.

Although Han Weisheng didn't study in the Martial School, the Qingyao School can occupy a place in the Continent after all, and both academics and celestial power belong to the upper class.

As the most respected disciple in the sect, Han Weisheng has his pride.

Although it's hard to say how powerful he is, if it's just an obsession, he will be able to deal with the evil spirit intensified by resentment, as long as he has some time.

Seeing the ghost roll on the spot, it dodged Han Weisheng's attack, and instead stood beside it like a curious baby.

Han Weisheng sneered, it really was a ghost, even the traps couldn't be seen.

When Han Weisheng was dealing with the evil spirit, he kept his hand aside. At this moment, he saw that the direction of the attack that had been cutting the air suddenly changed, and he was chasing after the evil spirit.

The evil spirit was probably also startled, and before he could dodge in time, he was cut by the sword energy, and his whole body flew out, hitting the door of the hall, knocking down the entire camphor wood door to the ground.

One person and one door fell into the inner room, and there was no life left.