Chapter 289 Ghost Play

Chapter 289 Ghost Play

Chapter 289 Ghost Play
The three torches changed colors silently.

There was no change in his gentle expression, and he looked at the flame with a hint of curiosity.

I don't know how this trick was performed, but it seems very interesting.

Wu Qianhuan swallowed subconsciously.

I just felt my scalp go numb... I couldn't help but look at Chu Qing:

"fire Fire……"

Chu Qing nodded and was about to speak when he heard the sound of a gong, followed by the sound of intense drum beats and the sound of opera drifting in the distance.

The voice was erratic, with a sense of desolation and strangeness, sometimes coming from the left, sometimes from the right, making it hard to grasp.

Wu Qianhuan took a deep breath and tried to cheer herself up.

But she subconsciously grabbed Chu Qing's hand. She was born into a family of martial arts masters and had both experience and knowledge.

So it is clear that someone is playing tricks...

But even so, I can't help feeling nervous.

Especially since Chu Qing had not given any warning before this, this was unusually strange.

After all, his skills are extraordinary, so this group of people should not be able to hide from his eyes and ears.

How come he never mentioned it until the flame changed color?
Thinking this in my mind, I couldn't help but become more nervous.

Chu Qing glanced at Wenrou, who sniffed and said:
"Seventeen people..."

Chu Qing nodded.

He really didn't hear any noise. Either the method these people used to conceal their breath was unusual, or there was some other reason.

But the taste cannot be hidden.

Wenrou was talking about seventeen people, not seventeen stinking corpses.

It can be seen that the person coming is a human, not a ghost.

"Now that the stage has been set up, if we don't go and take a look, it would be a waste of their kindness."

Chu Qing held Wu Qianhuan's hand and walked towards the source of the voice with tenderness.

Although the voice is elusive, we are not afraid of him moving, but we are afraid of him not moving... As long as one can hear it, it will not be difficult to decipher it.

Chu Qing's actions gave Wu Qianhuan a sense of security, and her courage gradually increased as she walked.

As the destination got closer, the opera singing became louder and louder in my ears.

Looking up, I saw faint green flames floating in the dense forest of Tongtianling. I could vaguely see a stage between the gaps in the trees.

There were people singing on the stage, and judging from the script, they were probably singing something like "Zhong Kui Catches Ghosts".

However, Qianhuan had never heard of this dance before.

In front of the stage, there were quite a few people sitting in groups of three or four.

They all had pale faces, like wandering ghosts attracted by the stage, enjoying their rare leisure time here.

As the stage was right before her, Wu Qianhuan finally realized why she felt the play was weird.

Normally, even if there are some twists and turns in "Zhong Kui Catching Ghosts", Zhong Kui always wins the battle and the demons and ghosts are captured.

But what we hear now is that Zhong Kui is being played tricks by evil spirits, with no way to go up to heaven or down to earth, sometimes his arms are eaten, sometimes his eyes are gouged out, which can be said to be the reversal of Tiangang.

Zhong Kui is in a panic and the evil ghosts are rampant!
"This play is wrong..."

When Wu Qianhuan said this, she was already standing next to the stage.

The audience in the audience and the actors on the stage, at the moment these words were spoken, all looked at Wu Qianhuan at the same time.

There was no emotion in their eyes, as if they had been dead for a long time... Their eyes, not blinking, made people's scalps numb.

Wu Qianhuan's fear has reached its peak.

As the saying goes, when fear reaches its extreme, it turns into anger. At this moment, Wu Qianhuan did not flee, she was angry!

"You bastards, who told you to act like ghosts here? It's the middle of the night, don't you know you can scare people to death?"

Wu Qianhuan couldn't help but yell.

But although she was angry, she did not lose her mind.

He even knew to hide behind Chu Qing and stick his head out to shout.

"Which lonely ghost dares to act so presumptuously in front of this king!?"

A voice mixed with operatic intonation came from the stage, and then a figure on the stage pointed with his hand:
"Take it!!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the sound of ghosts howling and gods wailing could be heard, and suddenly a series of dark shadows walked out from behind the figure on the stage.

Between separation and reunion, he went straight to Wu Qianhuan.

"Ok?"

Wu Qianhuan narrowed her eyes slightly. She had no idea of ​​the other party's strength until she took action.

As soon as he took action, the ghost aura dissipated at once, and the human nature suddenly came up.

The move performed by the opponent might be able to fool ordinary people, but Wu Qianhuan could tell at a glance that this was a method of practicing a mysterious skill.

It seems to be full of ghosts, but in fact it is the release of true energy.

He immediately came out from behind Chu Qing, grasped the hilt of the Shangyin sword with one hand, and unsheathed the sword with a clang:
"You dare to play tricks in front of me, and I'll see your aunt tear down your stage."

Chu Qing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, knowing that the girl was really angry.

She seldom calls herself "Miss" in public, and it is even more rare for her to call herself "Auntie".

She drew her sword and a bright moon suddenly appeared behind her.

The full moon was like a wheel, shining brightly. Wu Qianhuan leaped as if she had jumped into the full moon.

The next moment, the sword light shot out and directly collided with the black shadow.

The sword light and true energy instantly spread in all directions, but the first to bear the brunt were the audience in front of the stage.

They were still playing tricks just now, but now seeing that the situation was not good, they couldn't help but start running away.

Afraid of being hurt by the sword energy.

The Ghost King on the stage had a changed expression:
“What a guts!!!”

He clasped his hands together, turned his body, and floated away from the spot as if he had no bones.

It drew an arc in the air, bypassing the moonlight like a sword, and with the sound of a ghost's roar, it pounced towards Wu Qianhuan.

Wu Qianhuan took a step forward, no longer the moon-like sword, his figure suddenly flashed, and behind him were many shadows, and the sword went straight in, heading straight for the opponent's heart.

The two figures immediately started fighting in front of everyone.

Chu Qing stood with his hands behind his back, not impatient. Judging from the fighting situation, the so-called 'Ghost King' and Wu Qianhuan were on par with each other.

What's so amazing about this person is that the mysterious skills he has practiced are extraordinary, and his body movements are hard to describe as normal.

The reason for saying this is that no matter how advanced a normal person's martial arts skills are, he still needs to draw strength from the ground.

If you want to take over the relay, you have to squat and bend your knees.

Even if a master seems to be motionless and without shaking arms, there is always some amplitude when he jumps.

But the man in front of him didn't... This man inexplicably rose up out of thin air without any signs, and in mid-air, there was no trace of him turning around. He looked like a piece of clothing being pulled by a silk thread, launching an attack in mid-air in a completely unreasonable way.

Wu Qianhuan was able to attack in mid-air only by borrowing the power of the full moon through the [Moon-Pointing Mysterious Art]. After the two had exchanged a few moves, his body fell to the ground involuntarily. When he raised his head, he saw the man in the air drawing an arc and swooping down from mid-air.

A pair of iron claws were dark blue in color, as black as ink and as sharp as a knife.

But even though its movements, appearance, and attire are all very much like those of a real evil spirit... in reality, it still uses a set of claw techniques to attack.

The claws and the sword collided, making a ding ding ding sound again.

Two people, one in mid-air and the other on the snow, changed their moves, used claws and swords, and fought with sparks, which was very lively.

After all, that person had the advantage of coming from mid-air. Wu Qianhuan didn't want to take on all of this momentum, so he retreated all the way, leaving behind extremely clear footprints on the snow. The distance between each footprint was exactly the same.

It was not until the opponent's momentum completely dissipated that she paused, turned her body, and the sword tip was like a spirit snake spitting out its tongue, and in an instant, a bright light shone.

The man was caught off guard and was in a state of panic for a moment.

Wu Qianhuan saw this and burst into laughter:

“Is there a ghost as fierce as you?

"Today, I want to see who you are!"

The 'Ghost King' was extremely angry, and although the martial arts he displayed were indeed quite hellish, his claws were fierce and strange, and he did not follow the usual route. When he attacked, there was also a sound of ghosts howling and wolves howling, which was breathtaking.

But facing Wu Qianhuan, it was far from possible to defeat him with his martial arts skills.

It would be fine if he had been suppressing the opponent all the way, but now the offense and defense have reversed, and his flustered posture instantly revealed his cowardice.

When his secret was exposed, he was furious.

Immediately, the two men fought more fiercely.

The attack started from a distance and then moved to the front. Then the attack started from the ground and moved to the stage. Then the attack started from the stage and moved to the tree trunk nearby. The two men ran all the way up while fighting each other continuously.

In the end, Wu Qianhuan was more skilled than the other party. He took advantage of the moment when the other party's old strength was exhausted and new strength had not yet been generated, and suddenly stabbed his sword straight into the center.

This sword was named [Green Plum and Willow Branch]. As the sword tip turned, it was divided into three, and three parts became six, instantly covering all the acupuncture points on the opponent's body.

This also shows that Wu Qianhuan's swordsmanship has improved a lot.

She had also used this technique [Green Plum and Yang Branch] in the previous battle in Tianwu City.

However, dividing one into three was already the limit, but now she can turn three into six, and judging from the fact that she still has strength left, she should be able to turn three into nine.

However, although this man pretended to be a ghost and scared people tonight, he didn't really do anything.

Therefore, Wu Qianhuan did not go to extremes and left some room in his moves.

The six-edged sword and the dancing green plum blossoms are like the blooming sun!

The 'Ghost King' on the opposite side cried out in surprise. This time he was probably really frightened. The disguised deep voice disappeared, revealing the real voice of a woman.

But even so, facing this sword, she was powerless to turn the tide.

Suddenly, a figure appeared beside the "Ghost King" without any warning, grabbed her wrist in mid-air, and brought it behind him with a flick of his hand.

Then he pointed out with his finger.

When this finger appeared, it was as if the ghost in the world reappeared.

The strange sound power shakes the mind and shocks the will, while the powerful and strong finger wind overwhelms the energy from all directions.

It was as if there was only one finger between heaven and earth. When this finger appeared, all the ghosts cried bitterly!

Wu Qianhuan's face also changed in shock. He felt that the tip of the sword was completely suppressed by this finger and he couldn't raise his head. What's worse, although he didn't really touch him, the opponent's finger strength made it difficult for his internal energy to function normally.

If you are not careful, you may hurt yourself.

"not good!"

The moment this thought came to my mind, I felt an arm embrace me.

Immediately afterwards, another hand appeared above the hand holding the sword.

When she looked up, she saw Chu Qing's face, which was already very close... Although he never looked at her, those eyes made her feel indescribably at ease.

It seems that as long as he appears, everything will be fine.

Sure enough, the sword tip turned, Chu Qing grabbed her hand and drew a circle with the sword tip.

The finger force that overwhelmed the energy from all directions disappeared into thin air in an instant.

The heavy feeling in the air also disappeared in an instant.

"Ok?"

The man opposite him looked slightly changed, and he suddenly took action, aiming to save him.

But he never expected that his move [Six Paths of Sadness Finger] would be broken so silently.

In a moment, he threw the "Ghost King" down with a flick of his hand, and then he slapped out again.

But he was delighted to see the prey and wanted to try again.

Chu Qing frowned slightly, his eyes slightly cold, and saw that when the other party struck out with his palm, a Shura Ghost King suddenly appeared behind him.

The ghost king's shadow was nearly two meters tall, and his large dark blue hand struck out at the same time as the man's palm.

As the palm wind blew, there was the sound of evil ghosts crying.

The entire forest was filled with ghostly shadows. Wu Qianhuan in his arms frowned slightly and let out a muffled groan.

This accompanying sneaky sound had no effect on Chu Qing, but it made Wu Qianhuan feel a little uncomfortable.

Chu Qing simply passed on a breath of internal energy to her and took the sword from her hand.

The edge suddenly flashed!
The sword blade enters the night, leaving a mark!

That mark seemed to represent endless sharpness. When it collided with the opponent's 'Ashura Ghost King's' giant palm, it directly broke through the surface with a point and broke through this powerful palm.

The man opposite immediately thought that something was not good, pressed down with one hand, and retreated quickly. Layers of phantoms remained in the air, and his real body had retreated more than ten feet away.

But Chu Qing was seen holding a sword in one hand and holding Wu Qianhuan in the other. The sword broke through the phantoms one after another, causing several loud explosions in the air.

The man opposite had already come to the side of a big tree, and put one hand on the tree to gain leverage to prevent his body from falling.

At such a distance, it is impossible for an ordinary person to catch up in one breath except for his master's unique lightness skill.

As the so-called one-shot, and then decline, three and exhausted.

Chu Qing stood up from the ground, hugged Wu Qianhuan and drew out a sword first, dissolving his [Six Paths of Sadness Finger]. Logically speaking, he could have run out of energy and landed on the ground.

But he broke his [Senluo Palm] and [Wanhua Ghost King Trace] one after another.

If we don't talk about him in one go, what more can Chu Qing do now?
As long as he fell to the ground, I could use this opportunity to speak, so that the fight wouldn't continue...

It was a good idea in his mind, but when he looked up, he saw Chu Qing walking on the void, and his steps in the air were as if he was walking on flat ground!

At this moment, even though that person was born extraordinary and had the world's best inheritance, his expression changed drastically:

"Where did this monster come from?"

As soon as this thought came to his mind, his vision blurred and Chu Qing disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, I felt a pain in my shoulder as someone slapped me with a sword. A cold voice came from my ear:

"Go down!"

(End of this chapter)