"Huh?"
Mr. Bao couldn't help shouting.
According to his information, the Soul-Capturing Banner should still be a tattered magic weapon. Unexpectedly, he saw Qian Yunsheng take out a complete Soul-Capturing Banner.
Seeing this flag, Mr. Bao's eyes lit up. He was not in a hurry to answer Qian Yunsheng's question. Instead, he was happy to see Lie Xin weighing his weight.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, blew lightly, and with a "huh" sound, he blew the smoke rings he had blown out towards Qian Yunsheng.
These smoke rings are extremely strange. They not only gather together but never disperse, they actually grow larger and larger.
Seeing Mr. Bao take action, Qian Yunsheng waved his hand, and all the souls around him pointed forward. Unexpectedly, these flying souls were enveloped by these strange smoke rings, and they were unable to get rid of them for a while.
"sieve",
As Mr. Bao stepped forward, a gust of wind came over him. Qian Yunsheng also touched the blue shark boots under his feet and backed away swayingly.
The head of a cigarette rod with specks of sparks and shreds of tobacco appeared ghostly from the void, and struck the place where Qian Yunsheng was standing, lighting up the empty space.
Mr. Bao came very quickly, flying a long distance in an instant. If Qian Yunsheng didn't retreat in time, he would definitely be injured if he was hit by the hot cigarette rod tip.
Qian Yunsheng took a step back and chanted loudly: "Demon spirits who grew up in hell, please obey my instructions and become my arms."
Before he could finish reciting, he was forcibly interrupted by Mr. Bao's cigarette pole, which he attacked crazily, and he could only retreat in embarrassment.
While playing, Mr. Bao commented loudly: "Hey, this move is good, this move is quite new." It was as if Qian Yunsheng was trading moves with him.
Although he kept talking, his hands did not relax at all. A cigarette rod circled Qian Yunsheng and was knocked repeatedly, never leaving the danger around him.
I don’t know what kind of material this pipe is made of, but it alone put Qian Yunsheng, who had already used the soul-capturing flag, at a disadvantage.
What made Qian Yunsheng even more embarrassed was that all the souls he had just released were trapped by Mr. Bao.
Although those souls could still dash left and right under his command, they could not break through the smoke rings. This caused Qian Yunsheng to lose most of his confidence that he had gained after repairing the soul-capturing flag.
And what's even more paradoxical is that the more Qian Yunsheng hits him, the more he feels that the opponent is extremely familiar with his own skills, and hits him in the most uncomfortable areas: for example, when he recited the spell just now, every time the opponent was able to hit him just before he was about to complete it. Interrupt yourself for a moment.
This resulted in him now having to rely on his own soul-capturing flag to resist the opponent's smoking pole, and almost all the magical functions of the soul-capturing flag could not be used.
If he hadn't completely repaired the Soul-Capturing Banner and used the Finger of the Demonic Dragon to greatly increase its strength and make the Soul-Capturing Banner even harder, he really wouldn't have had the confidence to withstand the opponent's attack with just this flag. .
Qian Yunsheng was anxious. Seeing how the opponent was doing everything with ease, he knew that he was now at a disadvantage. If there were no more unique moves, defeat would be inevitable sooner or later.
And based on the few pieces of information the other party revealed just now, Mr. Bao is probably one of the masterminds behind the whole thing.
Thinking of the monster's weird methods, Qian Yunsheng couldn't help but shudder: Even if he died, he couldn't fall into the opponent's hands.
The more Qian Yunsheng thought about it, the more terrifying he felt. He felt a ferocious anger in his heart and decided to give it a try.
He shook his hand and threw out dozens of seeds. As soon as these seeds flew out, under the control of Qian Yunsheng's intentional spiritual power, they turned into various kinds of vines: poisonous, tough, and huge spikes, and flew towards Bao Lao. go.
As a result, Mr. Bao didn't even look at the flying vines. With a shake of his hand, a spark came out of the cigarette rod.
This spark circled around Mr. Bao, and the vines Qian Yunsheng shot out seemed to have encountered a nemesis. As long as it touched even a little bit, they were all reduced to ashes. Mr. Bao continued to follow Qian Yunsheng closely, not giving him a chance to distance himself.
Qian Yunsheng looked at the easily destroyed vines and sighed in his heart. These wood repair methods of his were becoming less and less useful in higher battles.
From the ship to Linhai City and then to Jixia City, the help given to me has become less and less. It seems that if you can survive this disaster, you really need to prepare more means to hide your identity in the future.
It seems that my own body-building must be based on the skills of the ghost! The rest can only be cover, cover!
After thinking about this, Qian Yunsheng's eyes turned sharp and he reached out his hand to touch the storage bag.
For him, such close combat is the most disadvantageous. Because his magic weapon is the Soul-Capturing Banner, the best way is to use the Soul-Capturing Banner's various magical powers and cooperate with his own soul to entangle the opponent.
Just like with the Turtle before, the key is to bring the other person into your own rhythm.
For this reason, he also specially practiced the phantom step in conjunction with the soul-catching flag.
But the current situation is particularly disadvantageous. He has been pressed by the opponent and has no way to escape. The released souls were also entangled in his smoke rings and could not function.
For Qian Yunsheng, this is the most frustrating way of playing. Almost everywhere, he uses his own shortcomings to attack the enemy's strong points.
This also made him secretly swear that if there is a chance in the future, he must strengthen his close combat capabilities. He cannot be suppressed by the opponent in a close combat, and he has almost no power to fight back.
These thoughts were actually Qian Yunsheng's thoughts in a flash of lightning. He saw one of Mr. Bao's cigarette rods coming up to him again without a trace, and finally couldn't help but take it out from his storage bag again.
He took out a golden life-saving talisman.
He finally understood that the other party was much stronger than himself. The reason why he was able to sustain so many moves just now was probably because the other party wanted to capture him alive. If the other party really uses all his strength, I'm afraid he will suffer a loss within a few moves.
Therefore, while he could still fight hard, Qian Yunsheng took out all the life-saving talismans given by the city lord. This was given to everyone by the city lord, just in case the battle failed and everyone desperately used it. I didn't expect that it would be used so soon.
"Not bad, not bad." When Mr. Bao saw Qian Yunsheng take out the talisman, he lost his momentum. Instead of being oppressed as he imagined, preventing him from sending out the talisman smoothly, Mr. Bao gave a few words of approval and backed away.
At this moment, all the souls that Mr. Bao had framed with the smoke ring just now couldn't hold it anymore and "suddenly" collapsed, and they all rushed out. Qian Yunsheng took the opportunity to collect those souls. Come back and surround yourself.
With so many souls in his body, Qian Yunsheng felt at ease. However, he was still very aware of the gap between himself and the opponent, so he simply held the soul-capturing flag in one hand and the talisman in the other, ready to fight at any time, staring at the opponent.
After Mr. Bao retreated, he coughed twice violently, and then took two puffs of cigarette before he recovered. He muttered: "I'm getting old, I'm really useless."
Then he looked at Qian Yunsheng. Seeing his nervous look, he grinned and said, "You boy, looking at your abilities, you seem to be from the lineage of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sect, right?"
Qian Yunsheng frowned. He saw that the other party was not really that hostile. He thought for a while and replied: "Shopkeeper Bao has a keen eye. He can't even hide the heel of the junior from the senior."
Mr. Bao nodded and said, "If you hadn't used those moves just now, I really wouldn't have recognized them."
Then he mocked slightly: "You've hidden it well enough. It's no wonder that after so many years in our ghost world, all the brave ones have died. I'm afraid the only ones who can stay are cowards like you." "
Although he said a few words, when he saw Qian Yunsheng, he still stared at him nervously and did not let down his guard at all.
He shook his head and clicked the cigarette rod twice, finding it difficult to make the other party put down his guard with just a few words.
He thought for a while and simply released all his momentum without reservation. An extremely ferocious aura ignored the numerous obstacles placed by Qian Yunsheng and rushed in front of Qian Yunsheng in an instant.
Qian Yunsheng felt as if he was being stared at by a wild beast, just like a giant dragon holding food in its mouth. Not only could he not move a finger, but his soul was even trembling.
He was extremely anxious. With the absolute strength gap, all previous preparations became useless.
Now, except for his two eyeballs that kept shaking to show his inner anxiety and rapidly working brain, he couldn't even hit the golden talisman in his hand.
The souls in the soul-capturing banner were even more useless, and they were suppressed by the opponent's ferocious aura and shrank back.
Just when Qian Yunsheng thought that he was in the biggest crisis he had ever faced, he heard the other party say calmly:
"Okay, little friend Qian, put your things away and let's talk."
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