Although the arrow just now didn't have the flames of the Phoenix Bow attached to it and its killing power was limited, the power of this armor-piercing arrow was by no means something that an ordinary ghost could withstand!
"Wow, this thing is amazing!" He hadn't expected its "life" form to be so beyond his imagination.
"Ah—!" A venomous shriek rang out, as if the ghost had been enraged by the arrow attack.
The countless hands atop the ghostly figures all pointed towards the city wall, while countless arms below, like the hundred legs of a centipede, frantically clawed at the ground. The massive bodies suddenly accelerated, enveloped in a cloud of white mist, and charged towards the city wall with a ferocious aura of destruction!
"Oh no, that thing is coming!" Zhao Xiong shouted in horror, his voice trembling.
He seems to have trypophobia; he's terrified of these bizarre things with countless arms and hands.
At this moment, the Nightmare Beast's proud laughter suddenly echoed in Li Yu's mental sea:
"Haha, didn't expect that, did you, Li Yu?"
"This kind of stitched-together ghost is an anomaly among mental beings. It will definitely be difficult to deal with without my help. I, the Nightmare Beast, am their natural enemy! Let me end it."
Li Yu ignored the noise and the arrogant Nightmare Beast, instead taking out a jewel-encrusted Heavenly Khan Scimitar from the jar.
He turned to look at Zhao Mutou, whose expression remained unchanged, and tossed the priceless sword to him with a backhand motion, while pointing at the stitched-up ghost below the city wall, saying:
"Zhao Mutou, do you want to give it a try?"
Zhao Mutou, who had been silently following along, suddenly raised his hand and caught the knife hilt steadily!
It felt slightly heavy in my hand, and an indescribable sensation spread along my arm.
He looked up at the ghost, a faint killing intent emanating from his body.
Zhao Mutou used his thumb to pry open the golden scabbard, drew his curved sword, and then leaped off the city wall with a powerful push.
As he activated his supernatural power in mid-air, he raised his sword and charged quickly toward the ghostly monster.
With each step closer, Zhao Mutou's murderous aura surged.
At the same time, the enormous ghost also sensed the killing intent and accelerated its attack on Zhao Mutou.
As Zhao Mutou rushed to the Ghost's side, an extremely condensed killing intent, like a tangible blood-red cloak, instantly enveloped Zhao Mutou's entire body! His aura also reached its peak.
There was nothing else in his eyes but the monster with its countless arms!
Man is the knife, knife is killing!
As he faced the countless men he had captured, Zhao Mutou's eyes gradually turned cold.
Sensing the threat, the stitched-together ghost unleashed dozens of thick arms like giant pythons emerging from their caves, tearing through the air with a sharp whistling sound, reaching out from all directions to grab at the figure with the deadly aura.
Several more arms, like venomous snakes spitting their tongues, darted from both sides towards Zhao Mutou's flanks!
Zhao Mutou's eyes flashed with cold light, and he let out a low growl that was suppressed to the extreme. He gripped the curved knife tightly with both hands and made a simple yet violent diagonal slash from bottom to top!
"Whoosh—!"
The flash of the blade was like a blood-red moon!
The condensed killing intent and boundless energy were perfectly integrated into the scimitar, bursting out a scarlet blade light several meters long!
"Pfft..."
Dozens of arms flew everywhere, blood splattered all over the ground, a sight that made one's scalp crawl.
Thick white mist gushed from the severed arm, and his body was covered with numerous wounds from the clean cut.
"Ah!!" The stitched ghost let out a shrill scream, completely enraged, and continued to charge forward.
The remaining arms on both sides suddenly stretched out and waved wildly, trying to grab Zhao Mutou in one fell swoop.
Zhao Mutou remained calm, leaping high into the air and spinning his curved knife like a top with blades, severing dozens of arms that attacked from the side.
The gushing blood, coupled with the agonizing screams, made the stitched-together ghost appear as if it truly possessed a body.
Zhao Mutou used the momentum to perform a nimble backflip, landing steadily on the blood-splattered ground not far away.
He looked down at the unblemished, gleaming scimitar in his hand, a fierce light flashing in his eyes for the first time, his voice hoarse yet carrying a rare hint of astonishment:
"A fine knife!"
He had initially thought that the scimitar Li Yu had handed him was merely an expensive ornamental piece crafted from precious stones.
Unexpectedly, after the energy was injected, the coordination between the scimitar and him became so seamless.
It even filtered out the murderous aura emanating from him, making it even purer.
The killing intent surged like a tide, flowing along the blade!
When Zhao Mutou raised his curved knife again, his spine was straight, and his murderous aura was even stronger, giving the impression that he and his knife were one.
He took a deep breath, as if trying to inhale the chilling atmosphere of the surrounding world into his lungs.
With a single step, the condensed killing intent erupted like a volcano!
Zhao Mutou charged at the stitched ghost again, his curved blade bursting forth with a red light several meters long.
"Annihilation!"
He unleashed a powerful slash.
Red light surged wildly from the tip of the blade, making the scimitar seem dozens of times larger. A murderous aura enveloped the blade's radiance, unstoppable by anyone.
Before the stitched-together ghost could extend any more arms, it was struck by the expanding red light and killing intent.
The enormous blade of light slashed fiercely into the massive, stitched-together body!
"puff--"
The scimitar slashed through, and a huge, deep wound suddenly appeared!
A massive amount of viscous white mist mixed with an even more concentrated dark red liquid gushed out like a burst dam!
The white fog in the surrounding environment became even thicker as a result.
Despite this severe injury, a pair of eyes suddenly grew on the stitched body.
At this moment, those cunning eyes were staring angrily at Zhao Mutou, their gaze full of triumph, as if they had been preparing for this for a long time.
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