Chapter 291 The crusade

The strong means shocked everyone. The purple whirlpool above Zhuge's head swallowed up the rebutor on the spot.

"You... You are simply rude and unreasonable. Some ghosts immediately shouted angrily, but after saying that, they came into contact with Zhuge Buteng's dead eyes and immediately fell silent again.

"Don't be reasonable with me, because I'm unreasonable." Zhuge Buchang glanced at the middle man and really achieved the two words of arrogance and arrogance to the extreme.

Wang Bawen stood beside him and didn't dare to say a word, but his heart was happy. It was really beneficial to have such a strong backstage. You can't do every good backstage these days.

A female ghost Xiu looked left and right. Seeing that no one was talking, she finally stood up and said, "This adult, according to the past practice, we must decide the leader of the mind, and must be far more powerful than other ghost practitioners. We just doubt Wang Bawen's cultivation, hoping that the talent can understand our point." " Look, this woman can talk. Zhuge Budang raised his eyebrows and said, "Well, in order to let you say that I am fair and just, you can choose a representative to compete with Wang Bawen. If he loses, I have nothing to say.

As soon as this word came out, everyone had a black line on their foreheads, and they said that it was fair and just like you.

Zhuge Budang patted Wang Bawen on the shoulder and said, "Wang Ba, don't humiliate me. This competition is based on the principle of being as fair as possible, as fair as possible, and not public as much as possible. You must win."

Wang Ba nodded heavily.

Other ghosts said, don't compete with each other. Since you talk like this, it's obvious that you want to talk to Wang Bawen.

Receiving Zhuge Fuliang's eyes, Wang Bawen nodded solemnly, went out step by step, glanced at everyone, and said, "Please choose a representative. If I lose today, I have nothing to say!"

The crowd was bustling, and the ghosts whispered to each other one after another. In the end, they really chose a powerful ghost Xiu who came out. It was the female ghost Xiu who just spoke.

This female ghost Xiu's name is Su Qing. She is one of the best masters in the town. Out of the former leader and deputy leader, she is the highest cultivation.

"Wang Bawen, if you can beat me, we will recognize you as the new leader." Gui Xiu Su Qing said, and her body began to overflow with a trace of black gas.

Wang Bawen took a deep breath, and black gas also came out of his body. The two momentum clashed, and all the ghosts withdrew one after another.

In an instant, Su Qing and Wang Ba rushed out and their palms intersect.

"Rumble"

It sounded like thunder on a sunny day. With this palm, Wang Ba stood still like a rock, but Su Qing stepped back a few steps.

Wang Bawen showed a trace of pride at the corners of his mouth. He took a step and slapped Su Qing again.

The steaming black gas swallowed, Wang Bawen's palm was extremely domineering, enough to open the mountain and cracked the stone, and a surging pressure shrouded Su Qing.

Su Qing's face changed greatly. She didn't expect that Wang Ba's cultivation would be so fast in just a few months.

"This... Is this still Wang Ba's plague? How can the cultivation become so high?

"Before, he was still a medium-level ghost in the small town. In just a few months, he could compete with Su Qing."

The eyes of the ghosts are full of surprise.

Zhuge didn't stand calmly not far away, holding his shoulders, and a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

"Hey, did you pass on Guwu Aoyi to him?" The monkey looked at Zhuge Buriang in surprise.

Zhuge Buliang loosened his shoulders indifferently and said, "I'm just passing on some of the fur of ancient martial arts, but it should be enough to deal with a small ghost cultivation."

Phil pouted and said, "Master, you are so boring. You haven't passed on the ancient martial arts to others for so long since you were born and died. This ghost Xiu has a good relationship with you, but you are willing to pass it on to him?

"Ha ha, I told you that girls are not suitable for learning ancient martial arts." Zhuge Buleang said with a smile.

"Bum!"

Wang Bawen punched through the air and twisted the space. Su Qing was not a speed ghost. She did not dodge this punch. She was hit in the chest by Wang Bawen and staggered back, with a trace of black blood overflowing from the corners of her mouth.

Zhuge didn't nod his head: "Fortunately, this female ghost Xiu's wave is big enough to remove a lot of power from Wang Bawen."

"Crooked reason..." Fei'er glanced at him and said.

Su Qing wiped off a trace of black blood from the corners of her mouth. In the face of Wang Bawen, who has greatly increased her strength, she had to show all her strength. A dark blue spine flew out and floated beside Su Qing.

I don't know who left this dark blue spine, and a faint layer of undead flame wrapped around it.

Su Qing pinched the seal with her hand, and the spine drew a light blue arc and rose to the sky, like a magic sword, directly splitting Wang Ba Diwen.

The black gas on Wang Bawen's body formed a shield, which was sacrificed to the top of his head and met the spine.

"Cangling!"

It seemed to be a burst of swords, and the shield was broken on the spot. The spine in Su Qing's hand seemed to be a magic weapon with good time. Wang Ba was not low and was suddenly hit. Snorting.

"Good fight!" Many ghosts drank well to cheer for Su Qing.

Even Zhuge Bliang frowned, and the form seemed to be unfavorable to Wang Ba's plague. The magic weapon in Su Qing's hand does not seem to be weak, and Wang Ba's plague is not low. If Wang Bawen loses this time, it's really a missing child - it's a lost adult.

And at this moment, Wang Bawen suddenly roared, and the black air enveloped his body. A ghost hand poked out and grabbed Su Qing.

These ghost hands are all driven by the ancient martial arts. The power cannot be underestimated. Thousands of ghost hands poked out and swept to Su Qing overwhelmingly.

Zhuge Butao's eyes lit up. He didn't expect that Wang Bawen didn't exert the skill of pressing the bottom of the box.

This move is called Qian Guishou. It is indeed Wang Ba's kung fu at the bottom of the box. It was found by him in a barren mountain on the 18th floor of hell. This trick will never be used until your life is in danger. In the present crisis, he has to use his unique skills.

Thousands of ghost hands flew out and tore to Su Qing. Everyone's face changed greatly. Obviously, even they didn't know that Wang Bawen had this hand. Many ghosts looked at Zhuge Fuliang. They mistakenly thought that this kind of kungfu must have been handed over to him by Zhuge Fuliang.

Su Qing urged the vertebra to cross in front of her, and the light blue flame of the undead lingered, cutting horizontally and vertically, and scattered the swept ghost hands.

But there were too many ghost hands, and each ghost hand clenched and smashed towards Su Qing.

"Bum bang bang bang!"

Even with the spine protection, Su Qing still weighed dozens of punches in the blink of an eye.

"Cangling!"

Dozens of ghost hands poked out and actually grabbed the spine in Su Qing's hand. Without the magic weapon to protect herself, Su Qing had almost no resistance. She was knocked out by thousands of ghost hands and spewed out a mouthful of black blood in mid-air.

"You lost." Wang Ba's voice sounded and threw the spine in his hand to Su Qing.

Su Qing covered her chest with her hand, stood up by many ghosts and said, "You won. You are now our new leader."

Wang Bawen turned his head and looked at Zhuge Fuliang and laughed stupidly. He is indeed grateful from the bottom of his heart. Without him, I'm afraid he would not have done this all his life.

A group of ghosts half knelt on the ground to worship the new lord.

Zhuge Fuliang came up with a smile and said, "Since my apprentice has become your new lord, as a master, I will give you a small gift."

"Gift?" All the ghosts were stunned. Even Wang Bawen looked curiously at Zhuge.

Zhuge Fuliang smiled and said, "How about helping you expand your field?"

.......

On a hill, Wang Bawen and Zhuge Fuling stood there, overlooking a small town in the distance. The town is brightly lit, and even if it is separated from afar, you can still hear the noisy sound in the town.

"This town is called Scar Town, which is the same power as our Sifang Town." Wang Bawen explained for Zhuge Bliang.

Zhuge nodded: "After tonight, this town will be managed by your Sifang Town."

Wang Bawen nodded excitedly.

"The leader of this scar town will be handled by yourself, and the rest will be left to me. Are you confident?" Zhuge Fuliang looked at him.

Wang Bawen nodded: "Of course, I am confident that I have borrowed Su Qing's magic weapon. With thousands of ghost hands, I believe I can give this scar town leader first!"

"I'm on my way!" Zhuge Buliang smiled, and two streamer flew to the scar town not far away.

The land area of Scar Town and Sifang Town can't be checked much. The town is extremely noisy, and it can be seen that it is a prosperous town. At the entrance of the town, more than a dozen ghosts guarded it.

Two streamers fell on the mouth of Scar Town, and the more than a dozen guards were shocked.

"What kind of person!" More than a dozen ghosts showed their weapons one after another.

How many? Do you still recognize me?" Wang Bawen walked up with a smile.

"Oh? It turned out to be Wang Ba's plague in Sifang Town. What did you come to our Scar Town? A ghost Xiu, who seemed to be an old acquaintance of Wang Bawen, immediately raised his head and said coldly.

"I want to see your leader." Wang Bawen said.

"Cut, stop it." The ghost Xiu snorted softly: "Can our leader also be seen by your pawn in Sifang Town? There's nothing to go away. I'll warn you, your ghosts in Sifang Town, don't come to our Scar Town.

Wang Bawen smiled and retreated.

Zhuge Fuliang stood up, carried his hands on his back, and shouted, "Get out of here!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhuge's silent eyes turned, and the dead eyes could directly damage the soul. More than a dozen ghosts felt their souls trembling when they were practicing. They pulled out their weapons one after another and shouted, "It seems that you are here to find faults."

Zhuge Fujiang was too lazy to talk to this kind of little guy. The purple nebula vortex swallowed it directly, without looking for any trace, and swallowed up more than a dozen ghosts.