Chapter 227: Qin Wang

Click!

The Screen Ghost felt a panic in her heart.

With two hands gripping the edge of the display, her two pale, sockless thighs beneath her white pajamas kicked incessantly; the eerie terror of the ghost vanished completely.

After panicking for a little while.

The Screen Ghost suddenly realized that the images in the display were all virtual spaces formed by her ghostly power, not real filth, and she didn't need to deliberately avoid them.

So she exerted force with her legs, intending to hide back in.

But suddenly.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Wu Xian leaping high with the Ghost-Head Blade gripped in both hands, slashing toward her head, and she no longer had a chance to dodge!

Crack!

The Lotus Juanren holding this sword had the ability to draw it three times.

Soon, the effect of Qian Yunhe's light-body technique disappeared, and he hurriedly ran far away.

The few people who had been thrown away climbed up from the ground, preparing for a second attack; Wu Xian carried the blood-lacquered Ghost-Head Blade, and now it was time to let everyone see just how ferocious the lightened Ghost-Head Blade really was...

Pfft!

The sound of a sharp blade piercing flesh made everyone present freeze.

But now, it hadn't reached the point where it couldn't be dealt with.

It was Zhang Wei's reward for worshipping the god.

There was a slippery, sticky, long, and powerful thing that wrapped around her leg!

She looked down and saw that it was a bright red, large tongue!

Seven meters below.

Even the Screen Ghost was bewildered.

Whoosh!

The black hair that had been straightened by electricity became soft again, like a large cloak, wrapping the entire Screen Ghost; the black hair seemed to have no substance, yet also seemed like surging waves, blocking all three attacks, and then throwing all three people away!

The black hair scattered.

But Wu Xian's poker cards were not so easy to catch.

What they were facing were all lethal moves.

Wu Xian bit off his tongue.

She slowly turned her head and saw Zhang Wei's plain, unremarkable face behind her, and a four-foot-long sword inserted into her back!

She didn't think about how Zhang Wei had broken through her defense to hurt her.

Leaving the TV.

Wu Xian's face changed slightly; this soaring baleful aura was not on the same level as the previous ghosts. It seemed that the successive deaths of other original ghosts had greatly enhanced the strength of the remaining ghosts.

Pfft!

She was stunned again.

Then Lou Yaozong pushed forward with both hands, and a clear Qi appeared, knocking the Screen Ghost back a long way.

The Screen Ghost regained her strength.

His figure gracefully crossed paths with the Screen Ghost; a strand of the Screen Ghost's beautiful hair actually flew up, and the hair above her left ear was shaved off, directly turning her into a bald spot!

Then Qian Yunhe's figure flashed chaotically, his movements light and elegant, waving the Broken-Root Ring Blade as it danced up and down; every slash caused the Screen Ghost to lose some hair...

Then he threw a poker card over, and the Screen Ghost's black hair instantly grabbed the card.

Wu Xian stood in a horse stance, head raised, tongue wrapped around the Screen Ghost's thigh, pulling downward with all his might; he chose this 'Ghost Supernatural Power: Ghost Tongue' specifically for this moment.

The Screen Ghost bared her fangs and brandished her claws, intending to kill Qian Yunhe, who could no longer run fast.

Before she could even figure out how she had fallen, the display smashed into her head!

This display was hung in mid-air, but Wu Xian and the others were not professional workers; although they subjectively wanted to fix the TV as firmly as possible, in reality, their skills were limited, so the TV wasn't that secure...

Thump!

The Screen Ghost fell to the ground.

After killing the Electricity Ghost last night, Qian Yunhe had also received some rewards and used them to obtain the Human Supernatural Power - Light-Body Technique; added to the Broken-Root Ring Blade in his hand, he was simply the natural nemesis of the Screen Ghost!

The Screen Ghost wanted to be furious, but she was almost out of hair, and the long sword behind her kept restricting her movements, causing her to be pitifully shaved bald.

If one had to talk about abilities, there were two: the first was that when this sword pierced into an enemy's body, it would continuously interfere with the enemy's movements and energy flow.

Looking at Qian Yunhe's excited, perverted expression while shaving her head, the few ladies present couldn't help but cover their heads; in a sense, Qian Yunhe was scarier than a ghost.

Zhang Wei smiled slightly, his mission accomplished, and now it was up to the others!

Swish!

Before the others could make a move.

The tongue spat out by the human below was indeed shocking to the ghost, but how could a mere tongue compare to her full head of green silk?

Luo Shiyi, Yan Bingbing, and the other five ordinary indigenous people felt their blood stagnate when they saw the Screen Ghost's pale face; this standard ghost face was more terrifying than a blood-blurred face.

But even so.

It was just unusually sturdy, very difficult to be damaged, and much sturdier and more durable than other weapons.

Now, the most urgent thing for the Screen Ghost was to pull out the precious sword behind her; every second this sword was inserted into her body, it was suppressing her power.

Sun Qian and Shi Ji attacked with a peach wood sword and the Hui Ichimonji respectively, while Liao Yifang gave a heavy punch from behind.

Therefore, when the Ghost Tongue and Ghost Hair fought, the TV couldn't hold on first.

But she didn't have time to be happy.

But by this time, her head had long since become messy and numb, simply too unsightly to look at; her hair was more than half gone.

Crackle, crackle-crackle!

A thick lightning chain appeared out of thin air.

The Screen Ghost had nowhere to retreat and no way to defend; she was instantly scorched black by the electricity, and her thick, beautiful hair stood on end, looking like a giant fur ball.

Then this Screen Ghost was at the mercy of others.

Turning her head, she saw Zhang Wei pull out the Qin Wang Back-Handed Sword; this time, she still hadn't discovered how Zhang Wei had gotten behind her.

Revealing the Screen Ghost's cold, grim face.

The suddenly appearing great force caused the Screen Ghost's body to slide down several meters, and then suddenly stop; it was her hair firmly wrapped around the TV above!

The first opportunity was to pull this sword out of the scabbard; therefore, if one wasn't stupid enough to return the long sword to the scabbard, this sword could be used three times; the third time was equivalent to being permanently inserted into the enemy, and even the enemy couldn't pull it out themselves.

Its name was 'Qin Wang Back-Handed Sword', it was the personal sword of Qin Shi Huang, and like the Yellow Death, it was a 'Divine Artifact' formed by the blessing of the faith of ten thousand people.

The 'coolness' that had been lost due to being schemed against previously rose again.

Can't pull it out!

Qian Yunhe, who was guarding the videotapes on the second floor, jumped down first.

Once you come out, don't even think about going back!

He didn't want to taste what the Screen Ghost's thigh tasted like, so he didn't let the long tongue return to his mouth.

The second ability was...

It was already enough to kill!

A smile appeared on her pale face.

This sword didn't have an ability as cool as 'Instant Death'.

As soon as she landed.

But she used her hair strands to wrap around the hilt, and no matter how much force she used, she couldn't pull the long sword out!

This sword.

The Screen Ghost's ghostly body, upon touching the blood-lacquered Ghost-Head Blade, was like butter touching a hot knife; it was sliced in two, and the Ghost-Head Blade fell to the ground, breaking the basketball court floor and sinking deep into the ground.

Thus.

The Screen Ghost died, and they could finally continue taking photos!

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 228 =====