Chapter 101
A woman's cold voice sounded in the Yin Qi, and then the Yin Qi gathered and condensed into a big gray umbrella, facing the blue thunder and lightning in the sky.

"thunderbolt!"

A loud bang roared, and the blue thunder and lightning smashed the gray umbrella, and the Yin Qi scattered.

The remaining half of the lightning continued to strike into the Yin Qi, but the speed slowed down a little.

It was this time difference that gave the ghost cultivator in the Yin Qi a chance to defend, and the Yin Qi gathered again to block the blue lightning.

The thunder and lightning scattered the Yin Qi, but the power was exhausted, and it also disappeared in mid-air.

As the aftermath dissipated, the yin energy dissipated, revealing the figure of a delicate woman in white clothes, and two corpses who had just died beside them. They were Ding Weishan and his wife.

The body was covered with cuts and bruises, and it was obvious that he had been tortured for a long time before he died.

The three of He Pingan looked at the bodies of the couple with neither sad nor happy faces.

As the saying goes, self-inflicted evil cannot live, and these two people deserve it too.

"Both of you, stay away and block her back. If she escapes, block her a little bit to ensure your own safety."

Tang Longshan gave an order, escaped from the flying boat, and left He Pingan and the two on a mountain peak behind the woman.

At this time, the three of them looked at the woman carefully, and saw that her eyebrows were slightly frowned, her eyes were like water, but there was a little sadness, her face was sad, her figure was thin and pitiful.

Women should be pretty and filial, and this filial piety does not refer to filial piety, but to white.

This woman is dressed in white, which can arouse the deepest love and sympathy in people's hearts.

He Pingan secretly thought in his heart that he deserved to be a ghost cultivator who could fascinate Prince Lu, even if he saw it himself, he couldn't help but want to feel sorry for him.

During his investigation, this woman discovered that she should be the side concubine of Lu Wang Xinna!
However, if one uses the spiritual eye technique, one can see that the yin energy around her is solid, and her cultivation has reached the peak of the fourth rank of ghost cultivation.

If it weren't for the blessing of Tang Longshan's thunder method, it might not have been able to stop this delicate female ghost just now.

"This Taoist priest, my little girl and you are not in conflict with each other, so why bother to force each other, why don't you let it go."

The delicate female ghost's voice was soft and waxy, and the voice spread to everyone's ears, making people's hearts soften immediately, and they wanted to let her go.

"How dare you use charm!"

Tang Longshan snorted coldly, and the voice contained the true Taoist method, which dispelled the female ghost's charm, and He Pingan pretended to wake up from his limp state.

Looking at Jiang Yishan next to him, his performance was no different from his own.

"You must not be allowed to stay!"

Tang Longshan made a tactic with his fingers, and in the clouds, thunder light flickered, and blue electric snakes shuttled through the clouds, locking on the delicate female ghost.

"Ox-nosed, don't eat a toast and eat fine wine."

"When I, Wu Fumu, am afraid of you!"

As the voice of the delicate and weak female ghost fell, Yin Qi shot up into the sky again, and waves of resentment covered the sky, and even the thunder and lightning in the sky seemed to be covered.

"Wu Fumu, isn't her name Ding Lanxiang?"

"Could it not be her?"

He Pingan was taken aback for a moment, then chewed in his heart, and smiled lightly, which turned out to be what he meant.

Tang Longshan stepped on the seven-star step, his beard and hair were all stretched out, and he made a sword finger in his hand, pointing at Wu Fumu: "Lei Lai!"

"Boom!"

A blue electric snake as thick as an arm suddenly descended from the sky, splitting all the Yin and resentment lingering around, and splitting towards Wu Fumu from the air.

Seeing the thunder and lightning strike, Wu Fumu showed a sly smile, his figure turned into an invisible Yin Qi, and suddenly floated towards He Pingan and Jiang Yishan.

The thunder and lightning lock onto the female ghost's body, no matter where she floats, the thunder and lightning will also strike.

Seeing Wu Fumu floating over, Jiang Yishan and He Pingan looked at each other, their true energy condensed, and a white and a blue knife gang appeared on the long knife, and they slashed towards Wu Fumu.

"whee."

Wu Fumu laughed lightly, his figure turned into nothingness, the two-color saber pierced through the yin energy, like cutting through the air, and shot forward tens of feet, hitting the mountain wall.

Countless mountain rocks were cut into pieces, and the knife gang left two deep knife marks on the mountain wall.

The saber light disappeared, and Wu Fumu was less than two feet away from the two of them.

He Ping'an could already clearly see Wu Fumu's face and a beauty mole in the middle of his eyebrows.

Well, he looks really good, but unfortunately, except for the face, the rest of the body is merged into the yin, and it is hard to see what the body looks like.

And the faint blue thunder light was still ten feet away from Wu Fumu.

According to this distance, Wu Fumu and Youlan Leiguang came to He Pingan at the same time.

At such a close distance, it is very likely that they will accidentally injure two people.

Tang Longshan frowned. He didn't expect that Wu Fumu would ignore the attacks of warriors below the fourth rank, and the attacks of the two of them couldn't even stop Wu Fumu for a breath.

He had no choice but to use the tactics to get rid of Lei Fa, and his figure turned into a breeze, flying towards this side.

But according to his speed, when he came over, He Ping'an and He Ping'an might have already fallen into Wu Fumu's hands.

Seeing Wu Fumu rushing towards him, He Pingan subconsciously swung his knife again.

Jiang Yishan took a small step back indistinctly, the martial artist shrinks the ground into an inch, one step away, he is already two feet away.

"Hee hee, little brother, don't strike so hard"

Wu Fumu saw that He Ping'an's saber light was about to slash out, and his body turned into an invisible cloud of Yin Qi. He repeated the old trick and wrapped He Ping'an's entire body in it.

Suddenly, where He Pingan was, there was a gust of wind and dense black clouds, and He Pingan's figure could not be seen at all.

Anger flashed across Tang Longshan's face, and he looked at Jiang Yishan, not understanding why he backed away suddenly.

The mana gushed out as if money was not needed, and the speed increased several times again, but it was still too late.

I couldn't help but sigh slightly in my heart, this kid, I see that he is very clever and diligent in doing things, and I plan to focus on training him
This was the first time he was brought out to perform a mission by himself, and he was about to encounter unexpected events.

After Jiang Yishan withdrew two feet away, he saw that the dark clouds completely covered He Pingan, his figure kept retreating, his face was cloudy and cloudy, his eyes were fixed on the dark clouds, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart.

"boom!"

At this moment, a dazzling white light lit up from where He Pingan was, and the surrounding ghostly aura was completely destroyed by the white light, and the powerful aftermath spread to the surroundings, shaking endlessly.

The bursting Confucian righteousness filled every inch of the surrounding Baizhang.

"Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeee"

A miserable ghost cry came, and a cloud of Yin energy appeared hundreds of feet away, and Wu Fumu's figure flashed out.

It's just that at this time, she no longer has the power she had before, and most of the condensed yin energy around her body was almost dispersed by the awe-inspiring righteousness, leaving only a small half of the original yin energy to condense the ghost body into shape.

She didn't expect that He Pingan suddenly burst out with the strength of a fourth-rank monk, and was seriously injured when he didn't notice it for a while.

In the center of Haoran Zhengqi, He Pingan's figure appeared from it. I saw a piece of rice paper burning slowly in his hand, and the Haoran Zhengqi contained in it had been exhausted.

"Good boy!"

When Tang Longshan saw that He Ping An was fine, and then saw the rice paper in his hand, Tang Longshan already understood the general idea in his heart.

This kid actually had a third-rank Confucian monk's handwriting, no wonder he was able to repel Wu Fumu.

He was overjoyed, and slapped four small yellow flags in his hand, which turned into four yellow auras, fixed in the southeast, northwest and four directions respectively, trapping Wu Fumu in them.

Wu Fumu was seriously injured, and his Yin Qi circulated slowly. A little late, he was covered by the formation formed by four small flags.

The weak figure turned into a cloud of Yin Qi, rushing left and right in the formation surrounded by four small flags, knocking the yellow formation into flickering lights, but he couldn't escape.

Seeing that Wu Fumu was already a turtle in the urn, He Pingan glared at Jiang Yishan behind him, but Jiang Yishan spoke up before he could ask questions.

"Brother He, I'm really sorry, just now I was afraid and my calf softened, so I took a small step back."

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