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The sound of explosions alarmed everyone in the Wang Mansion, causing many servants to retreat outside.

Wang Qingjun and others grabbed their weapons and rushed over, only to see sword energy and gun radiance crisscrossing in the center of the battle, with the momentum of a dragon swirling.

That invisible force wreaked havoc between the two individuals, destroying everything around them.

"Cultivators!"

Wang Qingjun's pupils constricted, and he quickly shouted for those who were not Martial Artists to retreat. This was not a battle that ordinary people could participate in. Approaching would only hinder Chen Changsheng in facing the enemy.

"There are cultivators who have broken into the Wang Mansion. Can Chen Gongzi handle it?" Wang Qingyi's face changed unpredictably, worried that Chen Changsheng might encounter an accident. He did not know that Chen Changsheng was also a cultivator.

"Dad, let's leave here first. Chen Gongzi will be fine!"

Wang Jiayun urged, leading the people from the Wang Mansion to quickly evacuate.

Some slower servants were directly turned into blood mist by True Qi, frightening everyone to quicken their pace.

Some powerful Martial Artists could indeed contend with Qi Refining cultivators, but ordinary people were as fragile as ants in front of both.

"Chen Gongzi, I'll help you!"

Wang Qingjun shouted loudly, and his blade merged with his blood and Qi, slashing fiercely.

Sikui's eyes flickered as he aggressively attacked with his one-armed gun. At the same time, True Qi formed a small red paper figure in mid-air, transforming into a paper general wearing battle armor, easily blocking Wang Qingjun's attack.

Wang Qingjun's expression changed. He suddenly realized the huge gap between him and the cultivator.

With just a paper figure, the opponent stopped him.

For a while, Wang Qingjun was restrained by the paper general and unable to support Chen Changsheng.

Although Sikui was heavily injured and had been ambushed by the Blood God Thunder Technique, he still had the foundation of Foundation Building. With the support of talismans and pills, he forcefully resisted Chen Changsheng's swift Thunderous Sword Technique.

The clash between the long spear and the thunderous sword produced crisp sounds, sparking tiny sparks and unleashing rampant True Qi.

However, Sikui's expression became increasingly ugly. Not only was he unable to maintain his state for too long, but the main reason was that Chen Changsheng became more courageous in battle, seemingly treating him as a whetstone, constantly honing his skills.

"Damn it, this cultivator who crawled out of a mountain ditch actually practices both Qi and Body Refining!"

If it were a normal third-level Qi Refining cultivator, he would have been crushed into minced meat long ago. But the other party also practiced Body Refining techniques, with a majestic blood and Qi like a roaring dragon, possessing terrifying strength.

No matter how swift Sikui's spear technique was, he couldn't match the physical strength of a Body Refining cultivator.

After thrusting his spear, he retreated violently, chanting an incantation in his mouth.

At this moment, a blood-colored sword light attacked from the side, forcefully interrupting him.

Chen Changsheng controlled the Thunderous Flying Sword to attack from the flank, while his feet stepped on the Shadow Steps, instantly approaching.

The blood and Qi shook within his body, erupting into a ferocious and violent thunder.

His advantage lay in the dual cultivation of Qi and Body, simultaneously unleashing True Qi and blood and Qi, roaring like a true dragon, causing Sikui's figure to stagger.

Boom!

The flying sword and thunder descended simultaneously. Sikui split the sword with his spear and directly received the Blood God Thunder Technique with his bare hands. Arcs of lightning flashed, dazzling and deafening.

Then, a Daoist figure flew out from the lightning, falling down in a sorry state.

Sikui spewed blood from his mouth, his body charred by the thunder.

Seeing Chen Changsheng's figure swiftly approaching, he suddenly raised his hand and threw out a bright red oil-paper umbrella, which unfolded in mid-air.

Whoosh!

In an instant, dark clouds covered the sky, and a chilling wind blew.

Moonlight was shrouded by black clouds, and a cold chill swept through the entire Wang Mansion.

Chen Changsheng's gaze couldn't help but narrow as the appearance of the oil-paper umbrella made his hair stand on end. He swiftly retreated, seizing the opportunity to grab Wang Qingjun, and violently threw him out of the Wang Mansion.

With a gust of wind, the paper general instantly turned into dust!

"What a sinister and evil aura!"

Chen Changsheng's blood surged to resist the invasion of the chilling wind, and his gaze towards Sikui gradually became serious.

A woman in a red dress floated in front of Sikuai, her body flowing with bright red blood, which instantly turned into a mist of blood.

She held an oiled paper umbrella in her hand, with a crimson veil covering her face, revealing only a pair of beautiful and full of hatred eyes.

"Red Clothes, kill him! This is your food for today."

Sikuai's voice was hoarse, and he opened his mouth, revealing blood-stained gums, and sucked hard.

The woman in the red dress immediately let out a scream of despair, and most of the blood mist floating around her was sucked away by Sikuai.

He sucked greedily, his injuries on his body recovering at an astonishing speed, but the red-dressed woman suffered. Her figure gradually became faint and illusory, as if she was about to dissipate.

Just as the woman in the red dress was about to reach her limit, Sikuai reluctantly stopped sucking.

The hatred in the woman's eyes grew stronger, her delicate body trembling slightly, and then she pounced on Chen Changsheng like a ghost.

Controlling ghosts and devouring souls!

After her death, the woman was refined by Sikuai into a vengeful spirit in a red dress, residing in the oiled paper umbrella. She needed to devour human souls every day to survive.

Even if the woman didn't want to, she couldn't disperse her soul.

She was just Sikuai's puppet, with no ability to resist his orders, and she was also Sikuai's power source.

The accumulated Yin energy would be absorbed by Sikuai every day, strengthening his cultivation or restoring True Qi.

The woman hated Sikuai, but couldn't resist.

The look in her eyes when she looked at Chen Changsheng contained sorrow and apology, and her body was filled with Yin energy, with her black hair growing wildly.

"Your spells violate the laws of heaven, imprisoning the innocent for a lifetime. Unfortunately, your ghostly techniques happen to be restrained by my thunder techniques. Let me send the girl into reincarnation."

Chen Changsheng's blood and Qi erupted, roaring like a true dragon, intimidating all the small creatures around him, turning into a blood-colored thunderous divine light, dazzling with electric brilliance.

Boom!

A sword was swung out, lightning fast.

The surging blood and Qi of the fierce dragon emitted a heavy and vast aura, like a thunderous mountain pressing down.

Blood and Qi, thunder techniques specifically counteract evil spirits, and the combination of the two is infinitely powerful.

Sikuai's face stiffened, as if he saw a crimson blood dragon rising from the ground, straight into the sky.

The roar of the dragon and the sound of the sword merged, tearing apart the sky in an instant.

The woman in the red dress was engulfed by the dazzling blood thunder, letting out a piercing scream.

But she didn't stop, enduring the punishment of thunder and pain, and rushed towards Chen Changsheng without regard for her life.

Chen Changsheng sighed, his figure moved to avoid her attack, and the blood-colored thunder struck the bright red oiled paper umbrella with full force.

Under the thunderous roar, the oiled paper umbrella gradually turned black and disintegrated, finally shattering.

Sikuai's evil techniques were powerful, and ordinary cultivators would definitely suffer. Perhaps it was because heaven did not favor Sikuai, Chen Changsheng's deepest cultivation was in thunder techniques.

Because of this, Sikuai did not immediately use the red-dressed female ghost. He also knew that his evil techniques would be restrained by thunder techniques. So the moment the woman in the red dress was hit by the thunder, he immediately used his newly recovered True Qi to escape.

After hundreds of years of cultivation, he knew very well that as long as he had a way out, he wouldn't worry about not having a chance for revenge. When his condition recovered, he would come back to kill this person!

"I underestimated it. There is actually a person in this mortal city who practices both body and law, and happens to be proficient in thunder techniques. If I can turn this person into a puppet, it will be a great help!"

Sikuai's face was fierce, his legs attached with a movement talisman, and his body moved like a snake in the city: "Unfortunately, this person only has ordinary aptitude and is not suitable for possession. But he definitely has a big secret on him, maybe..."

"I'm sorry, but you don't have that chance."

Suddenly, a indifferent voice sounded.

Sikuai's face froze, and when he looked up, he saw Chen Changsheng behind him, with several residual images appearing. Thunder surrounded his body, and his robe fluttered in the wind, like a Thunder True Monarch descending to the mortal world.

Swoosh!

In an instant.

The sword light poured down under the moonlight, unstoppable, crushing everything!