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The demon opened its lips wide, a wisp of black energy swirled in its mouth, and its huge canines retracted into their roots, before growing out fine, dense, serrated fangs.

Layer upon layer, like flowers in bloom.

With one bite, not only the flesh but even the bones will be chewed to pieces.

The demon's jaw stretched and grew larger like a snake, and it looked like it was about to sever Xu Guangkun's head in one bite.

"puff!"

Xu Guangkun bit his tongue, spitting out a mouthful of bright red blood.

"what!"

Puffs of white smoke rose up.

The demon's face looked as if it had been splashed with sulfuric acid, or as if a candle had been brought close to a torch.

He hurriedly retreated, but Xu Guangkun clearly wouldn't let this opportunity slip by.

He stepped forward, his left foot soaring like a dragon into the sky, striking the demon's jaw squarely.

"Crunch."

The demon's jaw was smashed down instantly, and its body was kicked off the ground.

Xu Guangkun reached out and grabbed the evil spirit's ankle, pulled it down, his eyes turned evil, and he stepped forward with his left foot while stomping heavily with his right foot on the evil spirit that was falling backward.

"Thump!"

The demon's head was stomped directly into the ground, splashing up some wet, soft mud.

Those who gain power will not let others off the hook!

"Knock knock knock!"

With a few more heavy kicks, the demon's head was completely buried in the ground.

Xu Guangkun, however, was not pleased but worried. If it were anyone else, this would have at least killed them on the spot, if not killed them outright.

But this evil spirit was only slightly illusory in appearance; its four claws were still flailing wildly.

"Is it really that hard to kill?"

Xu Guangkun cursed with a thick tongue, grabbed the hand that the evil spirit was reaching for him, took a step forward, pulled the claw to the side, clamped the evil spirit's forearm with his right elbow, grabbed the wrist with his left hand, and twisted it upwards!

Kimura Lock!

But this casual strike that broke a person's arm was ineffective. The demon's other hand vanished into thin air in an instant, and the hand that had been clamped suddenly swelled up and stretched out in an instant.

So, the forearm became the elbow, and then the forearm made another turn, slamming into Xu Guangkun's back with a whoosh.

"Bang!"

The blow landed squarely, sending Xu Guangkun staggering forward.

Xu Guangkun rolled over, and just as he was about to stand up, the evil spirit slammed him to the ground again with tremendous force.

It brandished its claws and swung them downwards.

Blood splattered, and deep claw marks appeared on Xu Guangkun's arms that were covering his face. The white light on his skin also dimmed instantly.

The evil spirit was about to swing its claws again when Xu Guangkun arched his back upwards with all his might.

Build the bridge!

The evil spirit was thrown forward, rolled forward, and when he got up and looked back, Xu Guangkun had already stood up.

"Western martial arts?" The demon wiped the dirt off his face and fixed his greedy eyes on the blood flowing from Xu Guangkun.

"You've got some knowledge." Xu Guangkun flicked the blood off his hand, a smirk playing on his lips.

He hadn't had a proper fight in many days, and this sudden brawl gave him a strange sense of exhilaration.

"You're quite a figure even among mortals, but unfortunately..." The demon pointed at the flickering white light on Xu Guangkun's body, "How long can this magic last?"

He sneered, "It's a waste of time. You might as well surrender now and I'll give you a quick death."

"I've hit you enough!" Xu Guangkun laughed and charged forward.

The evil spirit lowered its body and stared intently at Xu Guangkun.

Xu Guangkun threw a hook punch.

The evil spirit raised its hand to defend itself, but then saw the hook fist retract. Xu Guang crouched down and tried to grab its legs with both hands.

It was just a feint!

The demon, realizing what was happening, immediately lowered its hands to wrestle with Xu Guangkun.

Unexpectedly, Xu Guangkun suddenly rose up as he rushed in front of him, throwing a punch like a cannonball that hit him squarely in the temple.

Is the dive a feint or just a bluff?

"Bang!"

Blood mixed with teeth splattered.

The demon's exposed teeth were broken off and flew into the air, turning into black mist. Xu Guangkun's arm was also pierced through the flesh.

"strong enough!"

Xu Guangkun laughed again, rushed into the evil spirit's arms, hugged the evil spirit's swaying body with both hands, and twisted his waist.

A loud shout.

"ha!"

Over-the-chest throw!

The demon's neck hit the ground first, followed by its body.

The entire ghost folded into the shape of the number seven, its body becoming even more ethereal.

Xu Guangkun clenched his fist and slammed it down.

However, the white light on his body vanished, and his fist pierced through the demon's body, smashing into the ground.

"You've lost your magic!"

The severely wounded demon laughed maniacally. No longer in a hurry, he slowly rose from the ground, looking at Xu Guangkun who had distanced himself. "Now, what are you going to do?"

Unfortunately, the evil spirit failed to see the look of horror on Xu Guangkun's face.

"If you don't have the power to repair it, you can just do it again," he replied casually.

Without magical power, one cannot touch a ghost's body. This is why Xu Guangkun slapped talismans on himself at the ghost banquet and then fanned the water ghost.

As for not having magical power, Xu Guangkun didn't think it was a big problem. He hadn't even used his supernatural abilities today yet; he originally wanted to save them for cultivating mantras.

But right now, how to use it is obvious.

Xu Guangkun exhaled and said, "For the next one hundred days, I will cultivate for one hour every day."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Tong responded. The air around him trembled slightly, and then a hazy blue light emerged from the void.

The light was dazzling and dreamlike, but the evil spirit, as if seeing something terrifying, let out a shriek and charged forward.

Xu Guangkun went to meet him, intending to throw him again.

"snort!"

A loud, cold snort filled the entire ghost realm.

Then, "Ha!"

A beam of white light crashed down from the sky, shattering the sky above the Ghost Realm.

Then countless white threads emerged from above, and the next second, as if the Milky Way were hanging upside down, the dense threads fell like raindrops.

When Xu Guangkun looked at the evil spirit again, it had been completely wrapped in a cocoon.

"Click-clack".

The ghost realm is shattered into pieces.

In the blink of an eye, two large faces were in front of Xu Guangkun.

"Ah Xu, are you alright?" The old Taoist's eyes were a little red. He hurriedly circled Xu Guangkun several times, finally fixing his gaze on his arms and chest. He kept muttering, "It's all my fault, it's all my fault."

Xuande, holding his whisk, looked on in astonishment.

"Luckily, your uncle acted quickly, otherwise..." The old Taoist priest pounded his chest and stamped his feet, his worry turning into lingering fear.

"I'm fine, Master." Xu Guangkun waved his hand.

Before he could say anything more, Xuande interrupted, raising his whisk and saying leisurely, "If I had been any slower, this painted skin would have been killed by your precious disciple."

"Um?"

The old Taoist priest was stunned. He looked at Xu Guangkun and then at the whisk, and remained speechless for a long time.

......

The old Taoist priest used a healing talisman to heal Xu Guangkun's wounds, then looked at the cocoon and said, "Senior brother, shall we release that evil spirit?"

"Do you want to perform a ritual to help the deceased pass on to the afterlife?"

Xuande's face turned cold. "You want to perform a rite of passage for someone who has taken so many lives?"

"It's probably because she suffered injustice in her previous life that she harbors such boundless hatred." The old Taoist sighed. "Her sins should be washed away, and she should be reincarnated."

"Can a single statement of injustice erase the evil she committed?" Xuande flicked his whisk, causing the silk threads to tighten and contract.

"Aaaaaah!"

Painful screams emanated from within, and specks of black mist seeped out from the cracks.

When the whisk in Xuande's hand returned to its original state, it was completely empty.

The evil spirit was annihilated.

.....