The sky thunder and Hong Peipei and the fierce Yang Gang are the biggest nemesis of the sneaky ones.

Dozens of lightning flashed down in succession, and the old ghost's mysterious yin energy that had been hard for more than three hundred years could not resist. Seeing the rolling black energy being chopped, the old ghost showed his shocked and angry face.

The old ghost roared sharply, and shook out countless sword flowers. The sword lights were stacked layer by layer, like a black lotus rising up on the ground, heading towards the lightning.

As soon as the two intersected, they made a "chi" sound like ice water pouring into oil. The black lotus quickly shattered, and the lightning thunder and lightning hit the old ghost hard, knocking him back dozens of meters. The body of the Xuanyin ghost became blurred and clear, as if it was about to dissipate at any time.

It's just a round of thunder. This three hundred-year-old ghost was injured. If you go to the previous round, you will be 100% going to lose your soul.

"I've said that you can't resist this thunder unless it's the Thousand Years Ghost King, you can resist this sky thunder!"

Xu Changsheng stepped in front of Lao Gui in a few steps and pushed it out with a gentle palm. The thunder ball the size of a chicken egg was about to rise from his palm, and the target was Lao Gui's head.

This is the wonder of the self-generated thunder. The Taoist communicating with the heaven and earth to control the heavenly thunder is even more powerful, but it is even more difficult to control. With Xu Changsheng's current Taoist practice, it has reached its limit. If he barely controls it, he may be backfired by the heavenly thunder and he will become the largest lightning rod first.

The thunder of the body is transformed by its own internal magic power, which is a perfect transformation, and can control the change of slightest control. If it is let out, it will be withdrawn, and if it is let out, it will be stopped. If it is said that you will never hit your head, it is so awesome.

“Slow…chuck…”

The old ghost almost turned into a phantom at this moment, lying on the ground like a piece of thin paper, and even his speech became as clear and natural as before. His mouth was like a young ghost who had just passed the seventh year before.

"Oh, do you have something to say?"

Xu Changsheng smiled slightly and hovered the thunder ball on the old ghost's head: "Is there any last words of ghosts? Or do you want to ask for forgiveness? By the way, you are a scholar and love to recite poetry, but the situation in front of you is not easy to recite "kill one person in ten steps". Do you want me to help you think of a poem that meets the situation? I think about it... I smiled at the sky with my own sword, leaving my heart and soul with my heart? No, is Mr. Fusheng's poem not qualified to recite, you are a sneaky person, you are not worthy of it..."

"Brother Xu, you're about to destroy this sneaky!"

Ye Tianming was so amused and laughed. He thought to himself, my good brother, when is it time! Why are you talking about a sneaky nonsense? Use your immortal methods to make him lose his soul!

Although he was not familiar with ghosts and gods, Ye Tianming had long seen that this old ghost and his little wife were probably a little confused.

Ping'er is obsessed with ghosts, and it is understandable that this hat is dyed a little green, grass green, and parrot green. He is greedy for beauty and can't bear to blame him.

But this old ghost is the "third party" that makes him hate, and he wishes that Xu Changsheng would destroy it with one palm!

Xu Changsheng glanced at Ye Tianming and said lightly: "Brother Ye, I have something to ask this old ghost."

"Uh, yes, yes, yes, yes, I'm so anxious..."

Ye Tianming was stunned when he heard this. Looking at Xu Changsheng again, he saw this young man standing under the thick thunder clouds, his fingers on the thunder ball, and he was not going to fire, and he was really as brilliant as a god.

Thinking of the magical method of pointing to thunder clouds just now, how could he dare to have the intention of ordering him at all?

What is the richest man in Jianghuai, what is the top 20 richest man in China... In the face of this kind of power, it is like a mirror and a moon, and it is useless to have a bird at all.

Xu Changsheng looked at the old ghost and had a dozen thoughts in his mind instantly, pointing to him and said, "Can you still speak normally? If you can only chirp, then there is no need to keep you."

Ye Tianming frowned, but the scholar Lao Gui was overjoyed. The ghost swordsman who was generous and sad to kill someone turned his face and turned into an angry little wife: "Ji...you really don't kill me?"

"Haha, it's still a smart ghost, not bad."

Xu Changsheng withdrew his palm and took the thunder ball back into his body: "It's not easy to meet an old ghost that has only been three hundred years old in this era, especially this ghost can play swords and recite poems by the poet Li Bai... To be honest, I'm really a little curious. Tell me your story... If it's interesting and make the 'real person' happy to hear it, maybe I'll be able to go out and talk about it?"

If it was really a murderous ghost, Xu Changsheng, would be destroyed without hesitation, but this old ghost was a bit special. He claimed to himself as a handsome man, and his swordsmanship was also very open and closed, which really tasted like a ghost swordsman. It would be a pity if such a ghost was killed directly.

As for it confusing Miss Ru, it has done some unfinished love between humans and ghosts, and the affair...what does it have to do with Lao Xu?

Ye Tianming can run outside to raise a young wife. Is it not a scumbag because he is the richest man in Jianghuai? Oh, you are allowed to be like this, so you are not allowed to do something wrong for someone else because of "love"?

Besides, if this is also a sin, what is the big snake sleeping by Xu Xian? You can’t get everyone’s forgiveness just because White Snake is a great beauty. People across the country only scold Lao Fahai. If the old ghost is a man, it will be unforgivable? This is unfair! Besides, isn’t the old ghost also a handsome man...

However, sneaky is sneaky, old people are traitors and ghosts are slippery, let alone an old ghost who has lived for three hundred years? Xu Changsheng can give him a chance, but he wants to see if this old ghost is sincere enough. The best way is to let him tell his past experience.

Humans and ghosts are the same. As long as they tell what is really happening, they will inevitably be emotional and the story will be logical. Otherwise, there will be countless loopholes.

Speaking of the lying industry, although Lao Xu doesn't know how to do it, he is a real expert. He is definitely more cunning than the old ghost who has been a thousand years old. He is really not afraid of making up stories of this old ghost.

As for the means to control this old ghost, Xu Changsheng could think of five, six, seven or eight of them with just a turn of his eyes. He could find any one of them, which could make the old ghost obey.

I don’t know how busy the dignified "Zhengren Xu" will be in the future. Will he become a good candidate without a capable helper? This old ghost looks good and has achieved his ability. He seems to be a good candidate.

The old ghost nodded and said, "It was a long time ago..."

"You have learned English from junior high school students, can you be more concise? I don't have the patience to accompany you here to get wet in the rain." Xu Changsheng flipped his palm and the lightning appeared again.

"Ji...uh, Ben Xiushi was born in the first year of Chongzhen... He studied literature since childhood, got fame at the age of twelve, and entered the prefecture examination at the age of 16. Because of the corruption of officials and unfair examinations, he failed, so he became angry and learned swordsmanship...

Ten years later, swordsmanship was perfect and he traveled to the world. When the Qing soldiers entered the pass, the Nanming Peak was in a fire, and the people were living in poverty! This beautiful scholar Pingzhixiaying did not distinguish between Manchu and Han, but only killed corrupt officials. Later, he was surrounded by the top ten masters of the Qing court and died in battle. The so-called "Life is regarded as a hero, and death is also a ghost hero"..."

"Okay, it's concise enough, I understand."

Xu Changsheng waved his hand slightly. He kept observing carefully and could see that the old ghost was not telling lies.

"You have been born in the first year of Chongzhen. You have been a ghost for more than 300 years. No wonder you are so fierce. It turns out that you were a swordsman who killed countless people during your lifetime. However, Mr. Swordsman... I can't understand. Aren't you going to be a ghost hero? Why did you turn around and become a little thief who steals fragrance and jade? Isn't that too low?"

"Brother Xu, you...you can't believe his nonsense!"

Ye Tianming stared at the old ghost, thinking that someone is a hero, you are a great man, you are a third party who is forced to break the sky! If not, you always have to find a way to encourage Brother Xu to kill you!
Chapter completed!