The ultimate master in the city

Taoist talismans and spells are believed to be effective against evil spirits. A dozen or so talismans floated around the house, emitting faint rays of light.

boom! boom! boom!

The old woman, the bride, and three hairy-faced men smashed the doors and windows and rushed out together.

The old woman had a dog-like face, looking extremely strange and terrifying. She glared with round, dark eyes and shouted in a hoarse voice, "Where did this wicked Taoist come from, meddling in other people's business!"

The bride's face was deathly pale, her claws raised, exuding a sinister aura.

The three hairy-faced men grew a pair of fluffy wolf ears, extended their wolf claws, and revealed a mouthful of fangs.

As Zhou Fengchen watched this scene, a strange thought arose in his mind: Isn't this the Big Bad Wolf, Little Red Riding Hood, and Wolverine?

Zhang Shisan, on the rooftop, squinted and grinned, "Hahaha... Brother Zhou! He's calling you a sorcerer, go get her!"

Monk Yuanzhi clapped his hands, "Go for it! I believe in you!"

"Stop kidding! Look at those three students inside, how are they doing!"

Zhou Fengchen shouted, forming hand seals and pointing at the talisman, "Go!"

uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...

A dozen or so talismans quickly surrounded the five ghosts, spinning around them.

The five ghosts instinctively huddled together, their expressions changing slightly, all showing signs of fear.

Zhang Shisan and Monk Yuanzhi had already jumped down and helped the three college students out of the room, shouting, "They're alright, thank goodness! They're all awake!"

After saying that, Monk Yuanzhi turned to the three college students with a mocking expression and said, "You three brats, look at this guy. He's the one you find so noisy. Want to try your stun guns again?"

The three college students trembled as they looked shakily into the courtyard. The scene before them was one they would never forget.

The old woman had a long face that resembled both a wolf and a dog. She leaned on a cane and kept groaning. There was a tear in the back of her clothes, revealing a tuft of monster hair. The three men simply revealed their true forms, looking like wolves but also like humans. The bride was even more terrifying, with disheveled hair, claws several feet long, feet that never touched the ground, and her whole body covered in black mist.

Around them were a dozen or so yellow paper talismans, the kind you only see on TV, with effects that look like they cost five cents, circling around.

Near the courtyard gate, a young man in a leather jacket was making a hand seal with one hand, his steps were unsteady, and his gaze was deep, giving off a very formidable feeling.

The scene instilled a sense of dread and fear in people for no apparent reason.

The three college students all shrank back. The female student, who was wearing a robe, instinctively clenched her fist and asked in a trembling voice, "Is...is he a Taoist priest?"

Monk Yuanzhi curled his lip, "He's definitely more impressive than any Taoist priest you've ever met. Normally, this would cost at least 100,000 or 200,000 yuan!"

As the group whispered amongst themselves, the old woman in the center of the room snorted and snorted wildly, saying to Zhou Fengchen, "This old woman has cultivated for over three hundred years and has encountered several Taoist priests, but without exception, she has eaten them all. Perhaps..."

"One move!"

Zhou Fengchen interrupted her, holding up a single finger, "If you can take this, I'll spare your lives!"

Without waiting for a reply, he formed a hand seal and shouted, "Twelve Constellation Assassination! So be it!"

clap clap clap...

More than a dozen talismans were thrown in succession, and screams of agony filled the arena.

The bride's demonic powers were too weak; she was instantly struck and her soul was scattered. Before dying, she uttered a faint, ethereal cry, "Wu Acai! I hate you!"

I don't know why she said that before she died; most likely, this Wu Acai was the old man's deceased son.

Immediately afterwards, the three wolf monsters howled a few times, collapsed to the ground, convulsed, and in the blink of an eye, transformed into three mountain wolves.

The old woman was extremely fierce. She broke through the talisman, enveloped in black mist, and lashed out with her wolf-like claws.

Zhou Fengchen chuckled, lightly touched the ground with his foot, leaped up, and punched.

Snapped!

He dodged the old woman's claws with one punch and landed a solid blow on her chest.

The old woman flew backward with a muffled thud, skimming across the ground for a distance, splattering snow everywhere. However, she quickly rolled over and got up, enveloped in a cloud of black smoke, and fled out of the courtyard, passing over Zhou Fengchen's head.

"You beast! You escaped today! I've wasted eighteen years of my life cultivating!"

Zhou Fengchen cursed, shifted his body backward, leaped up, reached into the black mist, and grabbed it forcefully. "Go back!"

The old woman, who had transformed into a white-furred wolf within the black mist, tumbled back into the courtyard, finally realizing the danger. She howled and begged for mercy, "Taoist Master, spare my life! You promised that if I survived one move, you wouldn't kill me!"

"That doesn't count!"

Zhou Fengchen was right in front of him in the blink of an eye, and kicked out horizontally.

boom!

The old woman's body scraped against the ground as she bumped her head into an ancient Qing Dynasty sword on the stone steps outside the door.

puff!

His body was instantly cleaved in two, and blood splattered all over the five people in front of the door. The most outrageous thing was that the female student had a small piece of wolf lung hanging in her hair, which made her scream "Ah!" in fright.

The two male students, covered in blood, were also suffering greatly, trembling and screaming in pain.

"Ugh!" Zhang Shisan and Monk Yuanzhi wiped the blood from their faces, looked at themselves, and cursed in unison, "Damn! That's too violent! Too bloody!"

"Sorry! I couldn't stop!"

Zhou Fengchen smiled, formed a hand seal, and with a forceful wave, shouted, "Disperse!"

hum-

The illusions around them disappeared, revealing collapsed houses, overgrown weeds, and a scene of utter desolation.

The three college students blinked repeatedly, finally unable to bear the bizarre scene, their heads lolled to the side, and they fainted from fright.

Zhang Shisan and Monk Yuanzhi chuckled, "You're not very brave."

"Let's clean up these wolf carcasses first."

Zhou Fengchen walked to the door, kicked aside the old wolf's corpse, drew his ancient Qing Dynasty sword, and wiped the bloodstains with the clothes worn by the wolf next to him.

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Zhang Shisan and Monk Yuanzhi ran into the bushes to deal with the other three wolf carcasses.

As soon as he finished wiping one side of the knife, Zhou Fengchen paused, sensing something was amiss. He turned around and asked, "Is something missing?"

Monk Yuanzhi picked up a wolf carcass and sniffed it. "Not a single one is missing!"

Zhang Shisan squinted and opened his eyes wide. "Damn! I think there was a woman in purple too!"

"That's right!" Zhou Fengchen slapped his forehead and rushed into the dilapidated house. He looked around and found it empty. It was gone!

Zhang Shisan and Monk Yuanzhi followed them in, and they looked at each other in bewilderment.

"They ran away?" Zhou Fengchen frowned and said, "What are you two doing?"

Zhang Shisan argued, "You were the one who laid a hand on me! I didn't notice!"

Monk Yuanzhi, with his sharp eyes, pointed to a bulging, flesh-colored object below the back window. "What's that?"

The three of them went closer to take a look and felt a chill run down their spines.

The thing was actually a woman's skin, with lifelike hair and facial features, as if it had just been peeled off, emitting a strange smell that was a mixture of blood and perfume.

Monk Yuanzhi clicked his tongue in astonishment, "What the hell is this? Did it shed its skin and run away?"

“In the neighborhood where we rent, I also encountered one of these vengeful ghosts that can shed its skin.” Zhou Fengchen picked up the woman’s skin and examined it for a few moments. “But… that ghost drowned, and its soul attached itself to the skin, developing an instinct. This thing doesn’t seem like that. After shedding its skin, it can ignore talismans…”

Zhang Shisan said, "Simple! This woman's skin isn't that of that ghost!"

"Whose is that?" Monk Yuanzhi asked instinctively.

Zhang Shisan curled his lips, "Of course it was this monster that skinned others. This beast is clever. Knowing it was no match for us, it took advantage of our distraction to quietly shed its skin and run away."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Fengchen and Monk Yuanzhi felt a chill run down their spines. It wasn't fear, but rather a feeling that this ghostly thing was too evil and cruel.

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