155. Execution of the Prefect
The twin sisters quickly arrived at the leader of the ghosts, one after the other. Their swift swords struck the claws instantly, and dozens of swords clashed in a single exchange, the sounds of metal clashing never ceasing.
Then, the greatsword swept across the body, and the ghost was quickly bound by the true energy. At the same time, the path of the mortal world reopened, and the red sword energy on the sword instantly stood on the ghost. The three sword energies entered the body, and the damage was as real as physical damage. The ghost couldn't withstand it for long and shattered into pieces!
The pure Yin energy did not return to the ghostly Yin land, but instead rushed towards Liu Qianqian quickly and involuntarily. This was also the case for the pure Yin energy that had died in other places.
Just as the ghost died, Jie Yanyan was about to express her gratitude, realizing that she had escaped death but ultimately lacked a lot of practical experience.
The two women looked back in surprise, then quickly turned around. There, in the sky, it looked as if ten thousand silver snakes were falling from the heavens. But these weren't silver snakes at all; they were bolts of lightning, flashing and crashing down to the ground!
Where the silver serpent appeared, a sliver of sunlight pierced through, like a sharp sword cutting through the clouds. It was beautiful, absolutely stunning, but when the lightning struck, the ghostly creatures on the ground instantly turned to ashes, and the clouds once again shrouded the area.
A figure as large as a mountain stood majestically in the air, lightning passing by without harming him in the slightest. Then, with a flash of light, the few remaining leader-level ghosts on the ground burst into flames. A bloodcurdling scream echoed through the air, sending chills down one's spine.
"It's dawn!" Jie Yanyan said, her heart growing even heavier. As a member of a powerful clan who had risen to independence, she could only hope that this person could break free from this cage; otherwise, she and the others probably wouldn't be able to escape!
As the group of people preparing to escape through the secret passage were nearing the city walls, a demon grinned and glared fiercely at them.
"Ghosts! Run!" Instantly, the group fell into chaos. The evil spirits lunged forward, grabbing one and devouring it. One of the leaders, wielding a sharp sword, his blood surging, slashed at the evil spirits and escaped to safety!
In his first real battle, He Chen used the power of rules to draw upon the lightning power from the dark clouds above. Wisps of lightning descended from the sky, detonating the horde of ghosts. Instantly, the killing points flew by rapidly. He paid no attention, only feeling a slight pressure.
It's dawn, but why is it still so dark?
Without saying much to Wu Shoubei and the others, he took a step and came to Mi Zhanguo's side. He saw that Liu Qianqian's aura was changing rapidly, but he didn't say much. At this moment, he couldn't be sure who was behind the scenes.
But that doesn't matter anymore. Let's find the prefect first. Anyone who dares to embezzle my merits will be in for a beating!
His face was calm, the gentleman's sword resting on his shoulder, its blade spotless. "Lead the way! And hurry!"
Mi Zhanguo didn't hesitate any longer and ran quickly, with He Chen following closely behind and Liu Qianqian trailing behind.
General Wu, seeing that most of the ghostly creatures under his command were dead, quickly ordered, "Form ranks! Quickly eliminate the remaining ghosts!"
"Yes," the soldier replied quickly, feeling an inexplicable admiration for what had just happened.
Many people secretly cultivating in the city were overjoyed to see He Chen display his divine power, summoning heavenly lightning to annihilate the main force of the ghosts. However, the dark clouds still covered the area, making them feel very heavy-hearted.
No more waiting! 'Gather! Gather! Whoever slays the ghost will be rewarded with fifty taels of silver, with no upper limit!'
Orders were quickly issued. "Fortune favors the bold," the saying goes. The servants, their blood boiling, drew their knives, some stained with black dog blood, some with rooster blood, and some with their family treasures. Today was the day they would build their fortune.
Take life and death lightly; if you want to get rich, you always have to make some sacrifices!
They rushed to the county government office, only to find it eerily silent. The guards at the gate were all lying on the ground, their blood dried up, as if they had been dead for some time.
The large lion statues at the entrance looked as if they had split open. A large gash appeared on their foreheads, extending to their rear ends.
Suddenly, no one opened the gates of the yamen (government office), and a man in official robes strolled out. He wore official robes and a hat, exuding an air of righteousness and pride! A sword hung at his waist! His skin was fair, and he didn't look like a man at all!
"You have some nerve, daring to barge into the county government office! Get out of here!" The first thing the speaker said was a reprimand. Judging from their appearance, they were indeed human, not possessed by a demon.
Mi Zhanguo, filled with rage, demanded, "Why is Your Excellency acting this way? Are you disregarding the lives of the people in the city? Aren't you afraid of being reprimanded from above?"
Prefect Chai's face darkened with anger, and he roared, "Mi Zhanguo, do I need your guidance in doing things? Immediately arrest this man, or you will be committing treason!"
He Chen opened his divine sense to its fullest extent. Within his divine sense, there was a figure that flashed by, its aura faint, about to leave. He took a step and arrived in front of this person, gathering his sharpness as he came forward. With a horizontal slash, the sword energy crisscrossed, carving out a ten-zhang-long, half-foot-deep trench before him!
With a clang, the weapon blocked the figure, revealing a woman in black with a shapely figure, long legs, and a high-waisted, well-proportioned body—truly a beauty!
The beauty's eyes were clear, but her face held a fierce look; she was clearly surprised to have been discovered.
"Xiang'er, are you alright!" At this moment, Prefect Chai was filled with boundless rage, shouting at He Chen, "You're courting death! How dare you hurt my Xiang'er!"
'Your Xiang'er, you can't even compare to your own Xiang'er, how can you protect her? Why don't you let me protect her instead!' He Chen said casually.
'Hmph, I'll protect my Xiang'er myself. Once I advance to the Martial King level, then I can be with my Xiang'er forever. Xiang'er, don't you agree?' Governor Chai seemed completely mesmerized by Xiang'er's gaze.
Indeed, beauties love heroes, and heroes find it hard to resist the charms of beauties.
"You ruined my plans!" Xiang'er asked, then smiled sweetly, "But it's too late. The Lord has already set his sights on this place. Haha, you will all die, the entire Wanzhou will die. The great Lord will give me a generous reward."
A murderous aura shot out from the sword in his hand, and then, in a flash, he appeared behind He Chen and stabbed him in the back.
The sword was truly fast, sharp, and ruthless, its cold light flashing as it tore through the air with a piercing sound.
He Chen turned around and hugged the beautiful Xiang'er tightly. Her soft fragrance was pleasant, but her face was fierce and the sword was stuck in her body, yet she could not move an inch.
'Release my Xiang'er at once! How dare you defile my Xiang'er! Even I wouldn't dare treat her like this! You deserve to die!'
Suddenly, the Chai family head roared madly, and then the sword in his hand, which was also imbued with the Dragon-Locking Heart Technique and exuded a chilling aura, was drawn swiftly and rushed towards He Chen, aiming straight for his head.
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