Chapter 1390 Old Grudges
"Spirit of Words and Truth?"
Ma Zizai's words startled me, and I hurriedly asked, "What do you mean?"
"This... I don't remember it very clearly, but I know that Shamanism believes in a great god, and that great god is a headless monster. In ancient myths and legends, he is an extremely powerful existence, and he is called Xingtian."
"Xingtian?"
I naturally know the character Xingtian, because this character is a very ancient and powerful god in the system of myths and legends, and is even called a god of war.
"Could it be that this hunchbacked old man wants to use Wang Qian's body to summon Xingtian? But how is this possible!" I was stunned.
Not to mention whether the god Xingtian who exists in myths and legends really exists, if he really exists, then can he be summoned just by relying on this hunchbacked old man?
This is obviously impossible!
Even if it is the gods of the Maoshan Sect, it is unlikely to summon a god of this level, unless the person who summons is as powerful as Xing Tian.
The most important thing is that even if there is still power behind this hunchbacked old man and he can really summon the legendary Xing Tian, Wang Qian's physical strength is simply unable to withstand such a powerful force.
Just as I was staring at Wang Qian in a trance, suddenly, I heard a "bang" explosion, followed by a scorching heat wave sweeping across the village.
I squinted my eyes and turned my head to look. Then I saw that a yellow-orange smoke had spread in the village without knowing when. The smoke was extremely hot and filled with a very pungent smell. After it spread out, the hunchbacked old man grinned and uttered a word coldly.
"Fire!"
As his voice fell, there was a "whoosh" sound, and the yellow-orange greasy smoke suddenly exploded.
At that moment, a tongue of fire was like an angry dragon, sweeping wildly in the air. The huge flame body rolled violently and actually directly wrapped Mu Yunxi, and then quickly tightened.
"Oh, the heroine is in trouble!" Ma Zizai shouted, and seeing that I was just squinting my eyes and staring at the scene, he said, "Brother Zhang, the heroine is your friend. Now she is at a disadvantage, aren't you anxious?"
"At a disadvantage?" I turned my head and looked at him: "Which eye did you see it with?"
"Ah?" Ma Zizai was stunned, his eyes full of confusion.
Almost as soon as I finished speaking, I heard a cold snort from the flames, and then, a violent corpse aura, centered on Mu Yunxi, instantly surged.
"Boom boom boom..."
Explosions continued to sound, but the corpse gas and the flames kept colliding with each other, and the hot energy waves generated destroyed all the wooden houses around. Some people who were still sleeping were awakened one after another, and walked out of the house with dull expressions. Some even crawled out from under the ruins of the wooden house.
"Kill them all, but don't destroy their bodies and faces. These are all excellent containers, and their identities... I also desire them!" The hunchbacked old man said to those dull-looking people.
"Aohou..."
After hearing the words of the hunchbacked old man, these people who were originally dull-looking immediately became ferocious.
I saw that they no longer imitated human habits, but liberated their nature, like lizards on all fours, and quickly surrounded us from all directions.
"Brother Zhang, these ghosts are coming, what should we do?" Ma Zi said nervously.
I ignored Ma Zi and said to Wang Wanzhi, "Take good care of your brother."
After that, I slowly stood up, holding the Soul-Slaying Knife, squinting at the group of monsters slowly approaching me.
"One, two, three... thirty-seven, thirty-eight..."
I slowly counted the number of monsters, and finally nodded and said, "It matches the number during the day. It seems that there are no fish that have escaped the net!"
I grinned and showed a hint of sneer, and then I suddenly raised my feet and stepped lightly on the ground.
"Boom..."
There was a loud explosion, and I was ejected like a cannonball. The dust I stepped on was flying everywhere, and a half-meter deep pit appeared on the ground.
"Fuck!" This scene shocked Ma Zizai. He looked at me with wide eyes as if he had seen a ghost: "Zhang, Zhang, you, you are...playing the pig to eat the tiger. If I have offended you before, please..." There was a muffled
sound of "Puff", and the Soul-Slaying Knife in my hand pierced directly into the heart of a monster. Then, with a flash of the knife, the monster's body was torn into pieces and shattered in an instant.
Ma Zizai, who was still talking, immediately froze, and a piece of minced meat was stuffed into his mouth accurately...
What's more, because he was not paying attention when he was talking, he subconsciously swallowed the piece of meat...!
"I, what did I eat? Ugh..."
I ignored Ma Zizai who was hunched over and picking his throat, and kept swinging the Soul-Slaying Knife in my hand, like a killing machine without any emotions, constantly reaping the lives of these monsters.
"Nineteen, twenty..."
I swung the knife while squinting my eyes and carefully observing the changes around me.
These monsters seemed to be fearless of life and death. After so many of their kind were killed by me, and even after their bodies were cut into pieces, they still rushed up without hesitation. In my opinion, this is no longer bravery, but stupidity.
"Hmm?" The hunchbacked old man was holding a smoke gun and spewing yellow smoke. After seeing these monsters being slaughtered by me one by one, he immediately narrowed his eyes and cursed: "A bunch of garbage, can't even stop my sword? But... the sword in your hand seems to be... the soul-chopping sword of the Yin people? Who are you, Zhang Du'e?"
I was slightly startled, and chopped off the monster that rushed towards me with a sword, then narrowed my eyes and said coldly: "Do you know my master?"
“So you’re the disciple of that bastard Zhang Du’e. No wonder, hehe!” He grinned, revealing a mouthful of rotten teeth, and said, “Twenty years ago, that bastard Zhang Du’e broke my smoke gun and my lumbar vertebrae. If I wasn’t lucky, I would have died at the hands of your master. All these years, I’ve wanted to seek revenge on your master all the time, but that bastard of your master hid himself and became a shrunken turtle. Oh, I remember now. It seems that your two uncles were tricked into being killed in a fatal feng shui scheme. Hahahaha…”
He bent his waist and laughed wildly. After a long while, he continued, "Well, well, it's good to die. You people who follow the Yinren lineage are arrogant and domineering. You don't even take us, the descendants of small and insignificant sects, seriously. I said at the beginning that you people who follow the Yinren lineage will pay the price for your arrogance sooner or later. Look, the price has come, hasn't it? Hahaha! Since you are here, then... don't leave!"