C67 (1/2)

When enemies met each other, there was a great deal of anger. This man and this ghost were already enemies decades ago. After meeting today, they did not waste any time and directly started fighting.

His red robe fluttered in the wind, and his pale face turned malevolent. Two lines of blood flowed out of his blood-red eyes, and a thick bloody mist appeared around his body.

With a cold glare, the old Daoist swung the horsetail whisk in his hand, causing an explosive sound to ring out. The booming sound shook my eardrums, and his daoist robe flapped as well. It was as if his entire body had become much larger.

However, the old Daoist still stood there without moving. When the two streams of blood Qi were about to touch his body, he quickly waved the whisk in his hand, and with a slight wave of his hand, the two streams of blood-red mist immediately disappeared into nothingness with two explosive sounds.

Immediately afterwards, the old Daoist put away his horsetail whisk and took out four to five blue talismans from his body. He tossed them into the air and the blue talismans floated into the air before immediately dispersing, turning into four to five fireballs emitting blue light and surrounding the red-clothed ghost.

Then, the blue light emitted a blinding light. With a ”hu” sound, it crashed into the red-clothed ghost fiend.

The blood-red robe on the red-clothed ghost fiend trembled and quickly grew. In an instant, it wrapped around the five fireballs that were emitting a blue light, and immediately, the old Daoist jumped out from the ground and stepped on the locust tree as he flew up, the horsetail whisk in his hand was emitting a golden light as it flew towards Gui Sha.

All of this happened in a split-second. His speed was too fast, making people dazzled. The battle had been so intense from the very start, shocking everyone.

What made me even more surprised was the skill of that old Daoist. He looked to be nearly seventy years old and was as nimble as an ape. Such a tall tree could be stepped on easily and he didn't even need to use his hands.

At the beginning, I was rather impressed by the slovenly Daoist, but after seeing this old Daoist's methods, I didn't think he was that amazing.

The old Daoist stood on a branch of the locust tree, and his body was swimming very fast. Even if he were to step on a branch as thick as a thumb, he would still not fall off. Was this the legendary Qing Gong?

The Sloppy Daoist and Yang Fan had obviously never seen such a formation before as they stood below and raised their heads together with me to look at the locust tree. Both of them had stunned expressions, as if they wanted to intervene and didn't know how to help.

Suddenly, he raised the flexible sword in his hand and pointed it towards the direction of the red-clothed ghost fiend. After forming a few beautiful finger arts, he gently flicked his finger towards the back of the flexible sword, causing it to emit a buzzing sound. Yang Fan then said: ”Heavenly Treasure Celestial, the divine sword took form, disciple will be the one in front, behead of Spirit Demons Confining Ghost!”

With that said, the flexible sword in Yang Fan's hand suddenly flashed, and a golden light shot out from the tip of the sword, striking towards the red-clothed ghost fiend's back.

Just as Yang Fan finished this action, the Sloppy Daoist next to him said in surprise, ”Junior Martial Sister, what are you doing? Didn't Master say that we're not allowed to take action? ”

”Eldest Senior Brother, are you stupid? If Master doesn't want to make a move, then you won't?” Isn't the odds of winning if we help Master a little? ” Yang Fan stared at the slovenly Daoist Priest.