Chapter 21 Capturing the Wraith Spirit - "The City God is my ancestor, it turns out I am the Nth generation of God"

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Wu Jiang sat on the young man's chair and waited for about two minutes. He estimated that the two of them had reached the first floor, and then walked upstairs.

Before leaving, he kindly closed the office door for the two of them.

As for tomorrow, whether there will be another piece of news about Dingxin Building being haunted late at night and making workers cry and beat overtime workers, that is none of his business.

Wu Jiang had just reached the corner of the stairs on the 33rd floor when a sharp wind suddenly came from behind him.

An extremely cold Yin Qi, carrying a world-destroying ferocity, suddenly struck from behind, at an alarming speed, hitting his back.

Wu Jiang reacted very quickly, dodging sideways almost subconsciously. At the same time, he flipped his wrist and swung the Soul-Slaying Sword backhand with his backhand. With a crisp sound of "Clang--", the Soul-Slaying Sword accurately hit the claws formed by the condensed Yin Qi. The harsh sound of metal collision echoed in the empty corridor. A powerful impact came along the sword, causing him to take two steps back. He staggered a little before he managed to steady himself.

Wu Jiang thought to himself: It is indeed fierce!Even if the strength of this resentful spirit is not as good as that of the Wang family, its ferocity is even greater.

He looked up and saw a woman in professional attire standing at the end of the corridor. Her long hair was messy and disheveled, covering most of her face, revealing only a pair of bloodshot eyes filled with resentment and anger.

It was the target he wanted to capture this time, the resentful spirit Zhong Xiaoqin.

Wu Jiang calmed down, cleared his throat, and recited the customary opening remarks: "Zhong Xiaoqin, your yang life has expired, and you have killed innocent people because of your grievances, violating the laws of the yin. I am Wu Jiang, the ghost of the seduction department of the underworld. I am here today to capture you and bring you to justice. I will take you to the underworld for trial. Why don't you just surrender quickly!"

Wu Jiang did not wait for the female ghost to reply. He knew in his heart that the resentful spirit in front of him had already killed three people on its hands and was so violent that it was impossible to expect her to just surrender.

As soon as he finished speaking, the hook in his hand flew out.

At the same time, ghost fire condensed from his fingertips, and the Yin Fire of the spell burned towards the female ghost.

The female ghost didn't show any weakness, her fingernails shot up, which were her weapons, and she rushed towards Wu Jiang.

One person and one resentful spirit instantly fought together in the empty corridor.

Wu Jiang, who has experience in catching evil ghosts, is no longer the busy novice he was at the beginning. He has become more proficient in his moves, and his soul power is flowing smoothly. Every move and every move is aimed at the weak points of the resentful ghosts accurately.

It has to be said that although the resentful spirit with human life on its hands is still not as strong as the female ghost of the Wang family, it is still more ferocious.

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