I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

Chapter 251 The Enchantress Backstab <[-]rd~>

"Woo, woo, woo..."

Just after nightfall, gusts of wind blew up in Shijia Town.

The strong wind whimpered like ghosts crying and gods howling, even the most nervous people could sense something was wrong, so every household closed their doors and windows, and there was no one on the street early.

"Tap, tap, tap."

Suddenly, with the sound of horseshoes, a figure wearing golden armor and carrying two knives came riding a horse. Behind him were two enchantresses who were also riding horses, and behind them were all kinds of grotesque ghosts.

"Call..."

The Fusang ghost reined in his horse in front of Shi's mansion, looked at the faint golden light in the courtyard, and said with a sneer, "As expected!"

The cat licked its lips again, and said softly: "My lord, the level of this enchantment is very high, we're afraid..."

"I don't need you to go in for the time being...play it, Hundred Ghosts Meet the Marriage Song." Fusang Ghost King got off his horse and shouted in a deep voice.

"Hi!" Hundred Ghosts bowed in agreement.

"Woooo, woooooo..."

In a blink of an eye, there was an eerie and passionate tune outside the gate of Shi's house. Fusang ghost pulled out the two ghost-headed long knives on his back with his hands, and the golden armor on his body instantly turned into a big red robe, and his cloak reached the ground. Climb up the stone steps step by step, and come to the gate shining with golden light.

"Chi, Chi, Chi..."

When his body touched the gate, the golden light suddenly blazed like fire from the sky, burning his skirt fiercely, and wisps of black smoke billowed up.

"Ho...ho..."

The Fusang ghost roared in a low voice, ignoring the burn of the fire wave, squeezed inch by inch into the barrier, passed through the vermilion gate with a bang, and broke into the yard.

"Shh!"

Holding a red-tasseled gun stained with black dog blood, Xiaohui stepped out and stabbed the ghost king's throat.

The Fusang ghost brandished two knives and cut off the end of the gun. Suddenly a fierce wind came from behind his head, he lowered his head suddenly, and a big knife brushed across his scalp.

Ma Shangfeng's saber power was exhausted, his body turned around on the spot, and the long-handled golden saber turned around, and continued to chop at the ghost king's head.

Fusang Ghost's body turned into an afterimage, distanced himself from the opponent, and while he was running, a flying sword stabbed obliquely at his throat.

"Roar!"

Fusang ghost spit out a puff of black mist, and rushed towards the old Taoist priest who came to him in the blink of an eye.

The grass dweller pulled out his sword and dodged sideways. The black mist rushed straight to the front of the hall and hit the door full of runes, exploding a ball of bright fireworks.

Qin Yao sat alone at the stone table in the corner, with a jug of wine in front of him, holding a gun in his hand, took a sip from the jug, and when he raised his hand, the bullet pierced through the air.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The spirit-possessed bullets exploded on the Ghost King's body, making bullet holes one after another, and strands of Yin Qi flew out from the bullet holes, continuously weakening the strength in his body.

"Eight Treasure Mirror Formation." The grass dweller looked up at the bright moon and shouted loudly.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh."

The three masters and apprentices retreated in unison, sitting cross-legged in three positions, and as the thatched layman formed the seal with his hands, formation lines quickly lit up on the ground, and fire burst out from the lines, burning towards the ghost king.

The Fusang ghost roared fiercely, put its feet on the ground, and tried to fly up.The grass dweller took out a few copper coins from his pocket and shot them down with a wave.

"Moonlight mirror!" The layman flipped his hands, and two mirrors appeared out of thin air in his hands. The mirrors refracted the light of the sun and bombarded Fusang ghost continuously.

Xiaohui and Ma Shangfeng imitated the example, each took out two mirrors, put them in front of them, made seals with their hands, and recited the scriptures.The six mirrors instantly turned into six forts, blasting blue rays of light at the Fusang ghost continuously.

The Fusang ghost swayed from side to side after being hit by the blue light, in extreme pain, he frantically swung his two knives, trying to block the power of the moonlight.

"Slay the monster!" The layman shouted, and the mirror in front of him no longer shot out the blue light cannon intermittently, but rushed out two blue beams of light, and charged fiercely at the ghost king.

However, fate seemed to be playing tricks on them deliberately. At this critical moment, a dark cloud suddenly appeared, covering the moonlight, and the six mirrors went silent at the same time.

"The weather is with me, not with you." The Fusang ghost laughed loudly, raised his samurai sword high up, black lights flew out from the blade, and rushed into the black clouds above at top speed.

"It happened." The grass dweller was shocked and shouted: "Xiao Hui, Shang Feng, don't move, Daoist Qin, it's up to you!"

Qin Yao nodded silently, put away the Gauss gun, and stepped into the formation in one step, mainly guarding against the Fusang ghost, guarding the three figures on the ground.

"Ah!" The Fusang ghost roared up to the sky, and black lightning bolts were pulled by him, and fell like rain, hitting the courtyard.

"Drink!" Qin Yao operated the big yellow court in his body to drive the Arhat palm, and a huge golden body of Arhat suddenly appeared behind him.

The golden body sat cross-legged in the formation, with the left hand forming a mudra and placed it on the chest, and the right hand was turned outwards, raised above the head, to protect everyone.

The streaks of black lightning landed in the center of Arhat's palm, creating a dazzling aurora, and everyone who was flickering squinted their eyes.

"Buddhist supernatural powers, bald donkey!" Fusang Ghost King roared again and again, looked up at the dark clouds in the sky, saw the dark clouds gradually drifting under the strong wind, turned around quickly, and swung his knife fiercely towards the gate.

Until this moment, he finally realized that he had underestimated the enemy. He had to cut through the barrier and let all the ghosts in, so that he could turn defeat into victory.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The vast thunder gathered together and quickly tore through the barrier. Fusang Ghost was overjoyed and shouted loudly: "Maoyou, Bone Girl, kill, kill, kill!"

"call!"

Outside the gate of the house, the strong wind swept up the dust and poured it into the yard.Two balls of green light appeared in the ghost king's eyes. He looked through the dust and looked out of the courtyard. There was nothing in front of him. How could there be half a ghost?
The Fusang ghost was furious, and roared to the sky: "The cat again! Bone girl!"

"I'll go to hell." Qin Yao blocked all the thunder and lightning, waved his hand in the air, and a Buddhist arhat big bidou fell from the sky, and hit the ghost king heavily, causing him to stagger and fall to the ground.

"I want you to die." The Fusang ghost stood on the ground with two swords, jumped up, and slashed at Qin Yao.

"The moonlight mirror is now!" The layman looked up at the sky, saw the dark clouds gradually dissipate, and the moonlight pierced through the remaining clouds, and immediately raised the mirror in his hand.

Xiaohui and Ma Shangfeng followed closely behind, and six beams of blue light slammed into Fusang Ghost's body, controlling it in mid-air, and continued refining.

"I won't let you go!" the Fusang ghost roared, and suddenly plunged the two knives into his body fiercely, the soul body exploded with a bang, a beam of red light shot straight into the sky, and disappeared in a blink of an eye .

"Blow yourself away???" Qin Yao blinked.

He remembered that in the original book, Fusang Ghost King should not have this skill, right?

"It's a pity, it's almost there." The grass-house layman put away his mirror, shook his head and sighed.

"Master, what should we do now?" Xiaohui asked.

"Cut the weeds but don't get rid of the roots, and it will definitely become a serious problem in the future!" The grass dweller said, looking up in Qin Yao's direction: "Qin Taoist priest, it seems that you will have to delay for a while."

(End of this chapter)