"Humph!"
The Fire Ghost King's face was gloomy. He kept patting away the lightning that was surging in front of him. His eyes flickered, and no one knew what he was thinking.
"As expected, none of the Ghost Kings are easy to deal with. Even if it's a Ghost King who cultivated through trickery, this guy has hidden a lot of strength before!”Fang Gan thought to himself.
After the ghostly energy dissipated, the Fire Ghost King stared at Fang Gan and suddenly said,""Taoist priest, I have never had any enmity with Mao Mountain. Moreover, you were the one who barged into my territory and killed two of my generals…"
Hmm?
This guy had given in?
Fang Gan found it funny. Was he struck dumb by lightning? You, a ghost king, and a Taoist priest, you said that we have never had any grudges, so why are you forcing us?
He was definitely struck dumb by lightning!
Seeing Fang Gan's half-smile, the Fire Ghost King's face darkened.
Boom!
The ground suddenly shook, and a cold ghostly aura emerged from the Fire Ghost King's body. He suddenly turned into a ghostly hand that covered the sky and pressed down on Fang Gan!
"Heavenly Lightning, Gather!"
Looking at the ghostly hand, Fang Gan's body began to surge with countless electric arcs. In the blink of an eye, it formed a lightning dragon.
"Ang!"
The transformed lightning dragon roared and swung its tail gently, slamming into the ghostly hand in front of it!
"Haha!"
The Fire Ghost King's sinister laughter came from the ghost's hand." Stupid Daoist, do you think this move will still work on me?”
As soon as he finished speaking, the ghostly hand slapped the lightning dragon's body fiercely, causing electric arcs to splash.
"How is that possible?"
The Fire Ghost King's eyes widened in disbelief as he looked at the unharmed lightning dragon.
Half a day ago, he could even suppress the lightning dragon that was much larger than it. Why was it that he could not even leave a trace of damage on this lightning dragon that was countless times smaller?
However, before he could figure it out, he felt a sharp pain.
The sharp fangs of the lightning dragon stabbed into the ghost hand. Electric arcs flashed and hit the Fire Ghost King, causing sparks to fly.
"Ah!"
The Fire Ghost King roared, and black smoke came out of his body. He escaped from the Thunder Dragon's mouth like a loach.
"Huff ~"
"Huff ~"
In the silent night, only the lightning bolts and the Fire Ghost King's huffing were left.
He looked at Fang Gan in horror, his eyes filled with shock!
"Who exactly are you?"
"Hehe, don't you know? He's just a Taoist priest from Mao Mountain!"
"Impossible, you don't have the Heavenly Master's mark on you. Even if you break through, you're at most a Grade 9 Earthly Master. How can a mere Grade 9 Earthly Master be my match?”
The Fire Ghost King didn't believe Fang Gan at all. Since when could a mere Earth Master suppress the Ghost King?
Even if he was not a real Ghost King, he was still a Ghost King!
"Haha!"
Fang Gan sneered and waved his right hand. A lightning whip appeared in his hand and he swung it at the Fire Ghost King.
Crack!
A streak of fire flashed, leaving a green mark on the Fire Ghost King's body. From time to time, it would release a bolt of lightning, shaking the Fire Ghost King's body.
"You talk so much nonsense. I have no obligation to answer for you!”
Fang Gan raised his hand slightly and said,""Metal Thunder Sword!"
Whoosh!
A golden-purple light shone in Fang Gan's hand. Accompanied by a monstrous golden light and lightning, a golden-purple talisman flew out!
Puff!
Before the Fire Ghost King could react, a fist-sized hole appeared in his chest. Thick and stinky black blood dripped down.
It fell to the ground, emitting black smoke and sizzling sounds.
The Fire Ghost King let out a blood-curdling scream. The power of the Gold Thunder Sword sent the Fire Ghost King flying, knocking him into a nearby rock.
Kacha!
The rock cracked and broke into pieces of rocks of different sizes, rolling on the ground.
"How is that possible?"
The Fire Ghost King looked at the gaping wound on his chest. Thick blood kept gushing out. Ghost Qi surged around the wound, but it was blocked by a golden-purple light.
No matter how hard he tried to drive the ghostly qi, he could not erase the light around the wound.
The golden-purple light was too strange. Even though he had already cultivated the Immortal Ghost Body, he still could not recover from his injuries.
The Fire Ghost King looked at Fang Gan in horror. He hadn't experienced that feeling of death for many years!
"Not good!"
Suddenly, the Fire Ghost King's expression changed drastically. The aura of death appeared again! Accompanied by this was a bell that resounded throughout Green Mountain!
Without thinking, the Fire Ghost King released a large amount of Ghost Qi from his body. He used all his strength to break free from the binding power of the Emperor Bell, then lowered his head and retreated to the right.
Whoosh!
The golden-purple light flew past, bringing with it a series of air-piercing sounds.
Bang!
A thick arm flew high into the air and then fell to the ground, wriggling continuously.
"Ah!"
The Fire Ghost King screamed again. He couldn't be bothered to pick up the severed arm on the ground. His body turned into a cloud of black fog and fled into the distance.
"You want to run? Can you escape?"
Fang Gan snorted coldly, then took out a talisman and threw it onto the wriggling arm on the ground. Boom! A flame rose, and the broken arm instantly burned.
As soon as he finished speaking, a purple lightning bolt lit up not far away and intercepted him.
"Damn it!"
With a roar, the Fire Ghost King turned his head, only to find that he was surrounded by purple lightning. He had nowhere to run!
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