Chapter 60
There are many people in Yuntaishan, but Zhao Fangru has more arrows.
She seemed to have an endless supply of black smoke at her disposal, annihilating the evil spirits of her disciples one after another. However, Shangguan Rou discovered something strange about Zhao Fangru. She didn't see any evil spirits belonging to her, only Zhao Fangru waving her hands to rain down the arrows.
Shangguan Rou thought for a moment, then took a step back and hid in the protective area of the disciples behind her, directing her own evil spirit towards Zhao Fangru. Although she couldn't crush Zhao Fangru's ghost domain, Zhao Fangru also couldn't use her ghost domain to attack so many people at the same time.
Soon, Zhao Fangru found a gap in a corner to the northwest. One of the disciples had completely consumed all the evil spirits, and Zhao Fangru's plan was successful. She didn't want to waste time with these people here. Who knew what tricks these Yuntaishan people had? She couldn't outlast so many people just by continuing to outlast them.
"Chen Kanglian, what are you doing? Come over here and help me hold off these people!"
Chen Kanglian rolled aside and looked at Zhao Fangru. "I'll be right there."
Xia Yue quickly stepped in front of Chen Kanglian, preventing him from meeting Zhao Fangru. "Master Chen, where are you going? Do you think you can escape with so many people surrounding you?"
Chen Kanglian looked up at him and suddenly smiled. Xia Yue felt something was wrong. The next moment, Chen Kanglian's evil spirit retreated in front of him. He took Xia Yue's knife by himself. His evil spirit suddenly attacked Wang Sheng who was hiding in the corner. Xia Yue's eyebrows jumped and he hurriedly looked at Wang Sheng.
However, Wang Sheng had been watching the situation in the field and did not let Chen Kanglian find this opportunity. He dodged away, threw the thunder talisman in his hand, and directly repelled the evil spirit.
But Chen Kanglian's original intention was not Wang Sheng. After Xia Yue's attention was diverted, he came to Zhao Fangru's side, and the two of them rushed towards the gap in the northwest direction together.
The disciple was about to be caught by Zhao Fangru and the others. He was prepared to be injured. As long as Zhao Fangru and the others stopped, other disciples would have the opportunity to fill the gap.
Zhao Fangru thought the same thing, so she twisted her wrist and a heavy arrow formed, deciding to rush out of the barrier with all her strength. Just as the heavy arrow was about to be shot, Wang Sheng bit his fingertip and put the blood on a special talisman paper. "The magic talisman enters the evil, and evil spirits are not invaded. Command!"
At the moment when the talisman paper spontaneously combusted, a muffled thunder sounded in the sky, and a bolt of lightning rolled straight towards Zhao Fangru, knocking Zhao Xia and the other person back a step, stopping ten steps in front of the disciple.
At the same time, a tortoise shell was thrown from the corner of the street and accurately landed on one of the talisman papers in the Yuntaishan formation. The gap in the barrier was successfully blocked, and a golden light spread out, blocking the last way out for Zhao Fangru and the others.
Someone clapped his hands and snorted. This person was missing a finger on his left hand, with a coin hanging from his waist, and looked very distressed.
This was the six hundred year old tortoise shell that he had spent a lot of effort to find. What a waste. It was used up just to plug a gap. Seer Shen bared his teeth in great pain.
But when he looked up, the thunder disappeared without a trace after it struck. Prophet Shen touched his chin. This looked like a talisman made of wood powder struck by lightning. Judging from this level, the age of this talisman was definitely not less than that of his tortoise shell.
Shen Xianzhi always loved to collect these rare treasures. It turned out that someone could find such a rare thunder-struck wood. He looked at the person who cast the spell and found that it was a thin and slender young man like jade. He was a little surprised. He thought it would be a person who had attained enlightenment. How could he be so young?
But why did he feel so familiar with this person? Coupled with this treasure, he suddenly thought of two people, the two people with the Thousand-Faced Ghost Grass he met in the underworld six months ago. Back then, he had misjudged one of them, thinking he had a fake human face. Now, looking at him, he looked similar to this young man.
Shen the Seer pondered for a long time, convinced he would never mistake someone. He prided himself on being a prophet, believing he could never make a mistake. He turned to an old man squatting on the ground nearby and asked, "Master, what other mask in this world can be so indistinguishable from the real thing? I once encountered this young man casting a spell in the underworld, and I couldn't even see through his mask."
The old man's eyes were as sharp as torches, his cloudy eyes were wide open, and he was watching the movement in front of him calmly.
After a while, he said quietly, "Master Li, a great sculptor of the previous dynasty, had a method of making masks in his works."
Prophet Shen had never heard of this person, so he asked, "Who is this? How come I haven't heard of this Master Li?"
The old man replied quickly this time, his voice suddenly rising: "Evil disciple! If the master doesn't even recognize me, what use is there for you?"
The old master Shen Xianzhi was from Yuntai Mountain. A long time ago, Shen Xianzhi also lived in Yuntai Mountain for a period of time, but his master could not stay there, so he took him down the mountain to live a wandering life. However, he had never seen this master.
"Grandmaster? I thought he was a hermit from Yuntai Mountain..."
Zhao Fangru was almost knocked off her feet by the shock of the lightning hitting the ground. She suddenly turned to look at Wang Sheng, her beautiful eyes full of murderous intent, "Yin Nanxing!"
The people from Yuntaishan gradually approached, and Zhao Fangru and Chen Kanglian began to retreat. Shangguan Rou looked down at them, and with a flick of her right hand, several silver needles pierced Zhao Fangru between her knees. Zhao Fangru screamed in pain and fell to the ground.
Wang Sheng ran to Xia Yue's side and helped him up. He felt blood on his hands. Xia Yue had many small wounds on his body, but none of them were fatal. Wang Sheng asked him, "Ayue, how are you? Can you still hold on?"
Xia Yue nodded weakly: "I'm fine." Chen Kanglian did not kill him.
They all breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Zhao Fangru falling in front of the city gate with no way out.
Xia Yue glanced at the people in Yuntaishan, then lowered his head silently, looking unconsciously at the palm of his right hand.
If the first person he met was a decent ghost tamer, wouldn't his current situation be different? But he had already done a lot for Zhao Fangru. If Zhao Fangru was captured, what would his fate be? Crown Prince Yin Jianyue would not be soft-hearted towards these minions of the Queen.
Xia Yue was preoccupied when he suddenly felt the ground beneath him shake. His first reaction was that the lightning strike hadn't ended yet. But Wang Sheng was standing right beside him, not even casting a spell. In a split second, Xia Yue thought of Zhao Fangru.
Soon, a mound of earth rose from the ground in front of them. The mound rose high and exploded with a bang. A black arrow came out from it, changed direction, and shot towards Wang Sheng.
Xia Yue was the person who knew Zhao Fangru best. He rushed to Wang Sheng before Hei Jian and blocked the arrow.
There was a sound of a piercing sound, and the black arrow disappeared after hitting, leaving only a bloody hole in Xia Yue's chest.
The impact of this scene was so great that Wang Sheng's whole body froze.
"A Yue?" His voice was so soft, so soft that only Wang Sheng could hear it. He stared at Xia Yue blankly, his mind blank.
Xia Yue bent his knees and knelt on the ground.
Wang Sheng caught him and knelt on the ground together. He lowered his head and saw that the wound on Xia Yue's back could not stop bleeding. He tried to cover it with his hands, but it did not stop the bleeding. He took out the black cloth and pressed it tightly on the wound. Wang Sheng supported Xia Yue and shook him gently, "Ayue...Ayue!"
Shangguan Rou ran over here, she squatted on the ground, looked at Xia Yue's wound carefully, and then said heavily: "It's a fatal wound, there's no saving it." But she still did her best and used silver needles to temporarily seal the acupoint to slow down the bleeding.
Xia Yue's pupils dilated. He looked up, but Wang Sheng looked a little haggard, making it difficult for him to see clearly.
But he still smiled, wanting to comfort Wang Sheng, but he found that it was a bit difficult for him to speak. He opened his mouth, but could only speak word by word.
"Xiaosheng, I, my parents..."
His parents are still waiting in Zhang County for him to return home after he becomes successful. Maybe they are waiting for him at the doorstep every day, with food on the table at home, and maybe they are still thinking about when the two children will come home and have a bite of food.
Wang Sheng held him steady with one hand, while the other hand fumbled around on his body. "Don't worry, I have some golden medicine on me. I'll apply it on you, and you'll be fine!"
Xia Yue watched Wang Sheng find the golden medicine and pour it on his wound, feeling worried for him.
He felt his body was a little heavy, his eyelids gradually drooped, and he nodded his head to the ground. The medicine that had just been applied was not yet soaked by the blood and stuck to the ground, so it was scattered on the ground.
The hands holding the medicine bottle slowly stopped.
Shangguan Rou, who was standing by, stood up, felt Xia Yue's pulse, and then measured it with a special technique, and said softly: "The soul has dissipated."
The battles between the ghost masters were never simply about killing, but about destroying the other's soul. Zhao Fangru's arrow directly shattered Xia Yue's soul. The arrow was originally aimed at Wang Sheng, but was blocked by Xia Yue.
Wang Sheng's eyes turned red in an instant, and he placed his hands weakly on his knees, and Xia Yue fell on his shoulders.
Zhao Fangru's sneak attack failed, and she was restrained by someone and had a talisman stuck on her, so she could no longer move.
This time she was defeated, but she would never regret what she had done. Zhao Fangru struggled for a while, looked in Wang Sheng's direction, and suddenly laughed at the sky, her laugh was particularly shrill.
Yin Jianyue also discovered that Zhao Fangru was missing, and rushed over from the direction of the palace with his men.
Seeing that the matter over there was over, Shen Xianzhi turned around and asked the old man, "Master, why did you come to help this Wang Sheng? You are famous for being elusive and ignoring everything, and this time you actually asked me for help."
The old man just narrowed his eyes, then picked up the burden placed beside him, carried the two fish baskets, and walked steadily towards the depths of the street, and Prophet Shen followed.
Why did he come to help this young man? Perhaps it was because of those bowls of wontons and the money he had received.
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