C465 The Ghost Cultivator Reappeared
C465 The Ghost Cultivator Reappeared
In the dense forest, a black gas suddenly burst out and blocked the long spear.
It was the black gas in the air, the ghost cultivator was nearby!
Yang Xuan was startled. He didn't even know when there was an extra person behind him. He quickly protected Yuh Qingcheng and Chen Sansi and focused on the forest.
One. A man wearing a large black feather cloak and surrounded by black Qi slowly walked out. He looked at them with an intimidating gaze.
"I thought I could hide until the end, but I didn't expect to be discovered. It's really a bit awkward!"
His voice was very soft, like a woman's feminine voice. It sounded very awkward in Yang Xuan's ears.
"Scoundrel, the resting place of the ancestors of Mong family is not a place you can create. Leave now!" Perhaps because he felt that this man was not easy to deal with, the blood-red youth furrowed his brows and wanted them to leave.
However, the man did not waver. He covered his mouth and smiled gently, revealing a gentle and gentle expression. Then, he stretched out his hand and waved his sleeve.
In the next moment, even more black shadows began to appear in front of everyone's eyes. Some were squatting on branches, some were leaning against trees, and there was a man and a woman who directly walked to his side and gave a respectful bow.
"Elder Ghost Ink, everyone is here. Do you want to attack now?" The woman said in a soft voice.
Yang Xuan was startled. He had guessed that this person had an extraordinary background, but he didn't expect that it would be one of the three elders of Shadow Pavilion. He had just gotten rid of Ghost Eye, and now there was another Ghost Ink. These people were really haunting him.
He looked around and saw a man and a woman standing in front of Ghost Ink. There were a total of thirteen of them, and all of his subordinates were here.
However, Ghost Eye's subordinates were all artistes. Ghost Ink's subordinates didn't know the background of these people.
Ghost Ink looked around and there was a hint of craziness in his eyes. He raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth curled up into a seductive smile. "There's no hurry to make a move. We still need to invite this little brother to open the door. If we lose this clue, we will be in trouble."
"Then we..." The man looked at Ghost Ink with some doubt. He did not know why he was in a hurry to call them out.
"Let's go and get rid of all the unrelated people first. I want to have a good chat with that young man." Ghost Ink cast a seductive glance at the blood-red youth. Instantly, his handsome face revealed a trace of disgust.
After receiving the order, a man and a woman turned around and raised their heads. Their eyes flashed with killing intent as they looked at Yang Xuan and the other two.
"Attack!"
The man roared. In an instant, no matter if it was from the tree or under the tree, the eleven people all moved. They turned into balls of black gas and disappeared. Then they appeared next to Yang Xuan and surrounded them.
"Qingcheng, you cover Chen Sansi in a while and go out. I will block these people." Seeing that the situation was not good, Yang Xuan immediately told Yuh Qingcheng to retreat. She also nodded obediently. She was ready to throw Chen Sansi onto the tiger's back and escape at any time.
A man and a woman slowly walked over. A black gas slowly released from their hands and then condensed into two daggers. They looked almost identical, but there were many differences in the details.
Their eyes first landed on Yang Xuan. They immediately determined that Yang Xuan was the strongest among them and quickly arranged their tactics.
"I will deal with the tall man in black with the black shadow. The rest will be left to you."
"Yes, my lord!"
Everyone agreed and took out all kinds of daggers. They turned into dark shadows and rushed towards Yuh Qingcheng. The Spiritual Force waves on their bodies were all Fourth Stage!
"They are all assassins..." Yang Xuan gritted his teeth and took out his wooden sword. He waved it fiercely, and hot waves of heat spread out, making the surrounding air a little hot.
Those assassins were stunned for a moment. They keenly felt the terror of the heat waves. They exerted force under their feet and jumped high up in the air.
It was now!
"Qingcheng, run!"
Yuh Qingcheng quickly knocked Chen Sansi out, then lifted him up and threw him onto the Wind Thunder Tiger's back. No one would have thought that her delicate and weak body would have such strength.
The Wind Thunder Tiger roared and Yuh Qingcheng jumped onto her back. She disappeared into the forest in a few moves. This was the place where the Wind Thunder Tiger used to live and was very familiar with the terrain.
The assassin in the air also landed, and just as he was about to chase after them, Yang Xuan suddenly appeared in front of them and drew a sword flower, scaring them into retreating.
The man and woman had unknowingly arrived behind Yang Xuan and stabbed at him from left and right.
The dagger cut through the air and made a whooshing sound. Yang Xuan pushed his body to the limit in an instant. He turned into a ray of light and disappeared from where he was, making the two of them miss.
"You guys go and chase after them, don't leave any of them behind!" The woman shouted at the others, and then followed the man to fight with Yang Xuan, one on the left and one on the right.
The two of them were like one person. Not only did they have a tacit understanding in their attacks, but their angle was also very tricky. There were several times when they almost hit the vital parts of Yang Xuan's body, causing him to feel very uncomfortable.
When Ghost Ink saw this scene, he covered his mouth and laughed. With a wave of his sleeve, he walked lightly to the front of the blood-red youth.
"I think you are the last disciple of the legendary Mong family, Mong Ju'an, right?"
"You ghost cultivator, you actually know my name. It seems like you have been coveting my Mong family's ancestral grave for a long time!"
Mong Ju'an's eyes turned cold. Immediately, a long spear materialized in his hand, and he thrust it at Ghost Ink.
Ghost Ink didn't seem to care about his attack at all. He raised his hand and waved it gently. Immediately, the long spear shattered into specks of fluorescent light, and disappeared into the sky.
"Stop struggling. Now, open the entrance. I can still let you reincarnate properly. If you offend me, you won't be able to reincarnate even if you want to!"
Ghost cultivators had many ways to control their divine souls. The blood-red youth in front of them was only a remnant divine soul. If he wanted to deal with him, he didn't need to lift a finger.
Then, countless black gas surged out and directly rushed into the bloody light youth's body. It made him look very painful for a moment, and the appearance on his face became hideous.
"You... are very poisonous..."
"Hahaha, it's just a small trick. If you can't even withstand this, it's better to quickly open the door!"
"No... Impossible! ...
The blood-red youth exploded. He raised his trembling hand and pointed at Ghost Ink. A ray of blood-red light flew out. This was his last struggle.
The corner of Ghost Ink's mouth curled up into a smile. With a wave of his sleeve, he dispersed the blood-red light, completely cutting off his hope.
At the same time, in the Lo Capital, Ning Ziwei once again rushed to the station.
"Calculating the time, this Yang Xuan should have entered the city. Did you really not see him?" Ning Ziwei's expression was somewhat serious as he stared at the post office in front of him, as if suspecting that he was lying.