"Good Kung Fu...?★    ?” Gu Qinglan and Ji Xiaoxiao both exclaimed softly in the audience.

Not to mention Taoism, it is this skill. I am afraid that not many people in the world can do it. It is not easy to jump up on the ground and make somersaults.

"It seems so easy to be ordinary in my opinion." Wan Shugao murmured in a low voice.

Huang Wei and Zhao Wuya both sat in the altar and met from afar. In front of them was a desk table that was less than a ruler, with a desk table covered with cloth and a bucket lamp on it.

Dou lamp, as the name suggests, there is a lamp inside the bucket. However, this lamp is a candle, as thick as a child's arm, placed in the bucket, inserted into the rice, and stretched out a little to make Rosie look at it. If it sinks, the candle will not be visible even if it is turned off. After all, it is during the day, and the light is brighter and bullies the eyes.

There were also magic tools such as peach wood swords and Yin and Yang bells on the table, and all kinds of paper talismans and paper people were equipped with them.

"When Tai preaches, the golden bell rings in the jade sound; the hundred filths hide in the nine places, and the demons subdue the forest; the ceiling disperses the Dharma rain, and the drums shake the mystery; the heavens are so kind, and the golden boy dances in the jade zither; I wish to pour the eight rays of clouds to shine on my heart; scratch the yin and yang energy of the Dharma, and serve the five clouds deep. I am urgent and as the law command!"

Zhao Wuya made seals with both hands and recited the altar-cleaning mantra.

Huang Wei on the opposite side was not idle either, and she chanted the mantra at the same time.

"The original Anzhen, and all spirits are reported to all spirits; the true officials of Yuedu, the gods are below the gods, the left and right, the right and the right, and the right and the Ji are not surprised; dedicate to the right path, clarify the inside and outside; each person is in place, and guard the altar; the orders are too high, search for evil spirits, protect the gods of the Dharma, and defend the gold; take refuge in the great way, Yuan Henry Zhen.    ?As urgent as the law."

After the two of them had finished reciting the altar-cleaning mantra, Luo Xi nodded at Yuqing. Yuqing's uncle understood and lit the time incense.

The preparations are completed and the battle officially begins.

Zhao Wuya was not polite either. He held a peach wood sword in his right hand, picked up a stack of white paper men, and stroked the point with his left hand, shouting.

"There are those in the sky who are flying in the clouds and fog, and those who are on the ground walk in a dragon carriage. The five ghost boys are coming and listen to the orders in front of my altar. Click your left eye to see the secret of heaven, click your right eye to understand the geography, click your left ear to listen to thousands of people, click your right ear to listen to the words of thousands of people, click your hands to set disasters, click your feet to fear disaster stars, and all the internal organs are all in place, and the spiritual energy is indicative of the gods, and it is urgent and as the law is ordered!"

After chanting the spell, Zhao Wuya waved his sword and shook his sword. The paper man at the tip of the sword floated and rushed towards Huang Wei's altar.

The paper man is only one foot high, flying against the wind in the air, his mother-in-law swaying and swaying, and her claws are full of demonic spirit.

Huang Wei was not panicked, and she let out a sigh of relief in her left palm, then quickly stroked a few strokes on her left palm, raised her palm thunder and slashed at the five paper men.

Bang……

Where the thunder fell in the palm of his palm, two paper people were shattered, and the paper scraps drifted away with the wind, and the remaining three paper people also drifted away and lay honestly on the ground.

"Damn, Old Man Zhao's five ghosts are not that good, they can't beat Huang Wei's palm thunder. ◆" Wan Shugao looked at it while showing his opinion.

"What do you know? The two sides are fighting now, and the most powerful ones are behind." Ding Ermiao whispered.

Sure enough, Ding Ermiao had just finished saying that when he saw Zhao Wuya take out two golden paper men and burn it in the candlelight, he murmured and chanted the spell, and waved his wide robe sleeves towards Huang Wei!

The cold wind suddenly rose, and two balls of shadows rushed towards Huang Wei, and they were quick and unstoppable.

"The sky is round and the place is full, and the law is nine chapters. I will write now, and all the ghosts are hidden. I will hurry up and act as the law is as fast as the law is!" Huang Wei was not a vegetarian. She touched the peach wood sword on the desk, holding one in each hand, painting in the empty space, like writing, the tip of the sword always faced the shadows that rushed towards.

The shadow was forced by the peach wood sword and could not move forward. It was only one or two feet in front of Huang Wei's altar.

When Zhao Wuya saw it, he immediately stood up, chanted the spell and pinched it, and controlled the shadow. Huang Wei also stood up at the same time. The pair of peach wood swords danced faster and faster, and the spell became more and more urgent, and he fought hard.

The two attacked and defended each other, without a distinction for a while.

"Interesting, interesting..." Wan Shu rubbed his hands so excitedly that he said, "Huang Wei only defends but not attacks, it may be difficult to last. Alas!"

"It's good to watch the fun, and worry about eating carrots at will!" Ding Ermiao said as he watched the battle.

The battle between the two sides was in a stalemate, and no one seemed to be able to do anything to each other. But what Wan Shugao said was right. Huang Wei only defended but not attacked, which was obviously due to her disadvantages and was difficult to last.

Seeing that Huang Wei was unable to take action, Zhao Wuya couldn't help but look proud. Suddenly, he pulled away his fingers and took out a copper coin, and stroked past the sword body of the peach wood sword, and flew towards Huang Wei's fight lamp.

Huang Wei was dealing with the two shadows. Seeing the copper coins flying, she couldn't help but be in a hurry.

Taking advantage of her busyness, she pulled away the sword with her right hand, blocked the candlelight of the fighting lamp, and knocked the copper coins to the ground with a tingling sound.

However, Zhao Wuya's move was obviously a false move, and the intention was to cover the shadow attack.

When he was talking, he was about to come, and Zhao Wuya stomped his feet, pointed his hand, and shouted, "Golden Armored God General, appear!"

Huhu...

The wind was blowing, and the sand and stones flew. The two shadows just now suddenly changed into two burly gods, with golden armor all over their bodies, and they rushed towards Huang Wei together.

"Not good!" Qin Jun stood up suddenly in the audience.

It was indeed not good. When Huang Wei saw the golden armored god rushing towards him, she had already lost her appearance and waved the peach wood sword to cut.

But he was one step late, and one of his gods raised his foot and kicked her fighting light under the altar.

"It's too much to bully me!" Huang Wei was furious and smashed the peach wood sword out, waved the thunder in her palm, and struck the divine general.

After all, it was easy to use the thunder in the palm of the palm. Huang Wei slashed out with a thunder in the palm of his hand. A golden armored god general had already swayed his figure and disappeared suddenly.

Another god shrank, and then changed into a shadow, flying back to Zhao Wuya's sleeve.

"Hahaha, Miss Huang, admit it, give in!" Zhao Wuya laughed loudly and looked extremely proud at Huang Weiji.

"You are not as skilled as others, and you have nothing to say. Congratulations to Master Zhao, I hope you can laugh to the end." Huang Wei shook her sleeves angrily, packed up her things, and jumped off the altar.

Qin Jun and Wang Yuxin went to welcome him together and comforted him repeatedly.

"What a pity, the beauty has not passed the test, but the old man has passed the test. Oh my God, why are you so unfair?" Wan Shugao sighed, compassionate to the sky, and said, "Jiang is so hot. Huang Wei is still young, and she can't beat this old guy with a deep cultivation."

Ding Ermiao shook his head slowly and said, "You are wrong. Huang Wei lost because she lacks experience. In terms of cultivation, maybe she is already with Zhao Wuyazhi. I bet that if they are not fighting, but fighting each other with their lives, then the one who loses must be Zhao Wuya."

Regarding Huang Wei, Ding Ermiao also observed her for a few days and felt that her cultivation level had improved by leaps and bounds, which was very terrible.

If Huang Wei took the fight first, the result might be the opposite.
Chapter completed!