96 Elder Gou
He Chen raced about, fighting with incredible speed and agility. Some ghosts, seeing He Chen and smelling his wonderful aroma, genuinely wanted to take a bite.
He couldn't help but press himself against it. A flash of light. Thunder and fire energy ignited.
They were quickly reduced to ashes. After slaying more than a dozen, the new ghosts all knew how powerful this person was. They quickly gathered together.
The leading new ghost wielded a flying sword.
'Fourth Brother, this is the person. He's terrifying. He's already killed more than a dozen of our sisters.' Dozens of beautiful women surrounded the ghost of Fourth Brother.
The transformations were as beautiful as they could be. After gradually getting used to them, I started wearing light, varied clothes: red and white tight-fitting dresses, black bodysuits!
At this moment, it is the night of a hundred ghosts' revelry.
Fourth Brother has a handsome appearance; I wonder if it's changed or if he's always been like that!
"Don't worry, my sisters, watch me slay him." Fourth Brother was surrounded by so many people. At this moment, although he had become a ghost, he was overjoyed.
'Clang.' The sound of the bell continued.
It was extremely insidious; as he spoke, a flying sword formed of yin energy launched a surprise attack on He Chen. Moreover, ordinary iron couldn't withstand a flying sword made of yin energy. It pierced straight through, entering his body. The yin energy entering his body caused him to rapidly weaken. Then, his yang energy was exhausted, and he died.
The Divine Bell Shield is indeed miraculous. Three thousand layers of titanium-grade divine bell shield can block yin energy, its effect being equivalent to blocking attacks from ordinary weapons. Truly amazing, incredibly wondrous!
He Chen looked at the pile of new ghosts. If it weren't nighttime, with the rising sun, they would have been exposed and disappeared very quickly. Their souls would have been scattered. They would have turned to ashes!
He said, "You're all new ghosts, aren't you? Tell me where the mastermind is, and I'll send you off for a day, saving you from suffering in the mortal realm."
"It smells so good! Attack him! Kill him! Dismember him!" One of the female ghosts couldn't resist the allure of He Chen's fragrance and shouted.
Upon hearing the words, He Chen no longer had high expectations. He took a step forward, his broadsword sweeping across the sky, slashing down at the female ghost with a hundred slashes, the blade light illuminating the heavens! It possessed the imposing force of Mount Tai pressing down, the power to cleave Mount Hua in two!
The end is nigh. A fatal blow.
The blade flashed with incredible speed, swiftly slicing through the ghost's body. It was like a blade cutting through water, leaving no trace. The water quickly returned to its original state, without a single mark remaining.
"Haha, your mere iron can't even scratch us. Your energy is depleted now." Suddenly, flames roared within his body, emanating from both inside and outside.
A sharp, grating sound, like frosted glass, rang out quickly.
The kill points flashed by quickly. Ignoring them,
Instead, not far away, there was a magnificent two-story residence with two creatures at the entrance, which could be either Qilin or Pixiu!
Red pillars. Red doors, red windows. As red as blood. Crimson red!
Inside the mansion, all was quiet and deathly still! A vast amount of yin energy was rapidly gathering. It was as if the surrounding area was connected to the underworld, with massive amounts of yin energy surging up from the ground!
At this moment, two old men arrived, one tall and one short. They were dressed entirely in black; the taller one carried a yellow gourd and an ancient bronze sword at his waist, while the shorter one held a sinister-looking knife. Both wore black masks, clearly afraid to be exposed to the light.
Seeing He Chen approach, they remained cautious and wary, not daring to question him. The dwarf said, "Old Gou, I told you, this female ghost was suspicious. She was ambitious, and look, now she's become a Ghost King. What a mess! Our Blood Elixir! All our efforts have been in vain!"
The tall man, known as Old Man Gou, replied in a low, calm voice, "Elder Mao, no need to rush. This Blood Pill is no longer of much use to us. The seventh-grade Ghost King Pill is also very popular."
Moreover, this female ghost is exceptionally beautiful; countless nobles and wealthy people would desire her. It's never a bad deal, perhaps even more worthwhile?
"But the sect requires Blood Elixir! What if they punish us for it!"
Elder Gou said nonchalantly, "With the Ghost King Pill, or even if we capture him alive, I imagine the Sect Leader would be even happier! After all, a Ghost King is rare. A female Ghost King is even rarer." His eyes, however, were burning with desire.
Elder Mao, realizing something, thought to himself, 'The sect leader is also a man of strong emotions.'
He nodded in agreement, "Okay!"
Then he turned to look at He Chen. 'This kid just happened to run into us. He even knows our names. Although we're not very famous, you'd better die.'
He Chen's aura was restrained, revealing nothing beyond his skin.
The short Elder Mao unleashed his full power. With a flick of his wrist, an ice blade rapidly formed in the air. It shot towards He Chen's chest, striking with absolute confidence, before ceasing to look closely.
Elder Gou was no longer paying attention; he seemed as good as dead. The sword formed from true energy was unstoppable; death was inevitable.
He Chen, who had originally planned to observe the situation, also laughed. 'I was indeed too naive. I should have dealt with the trouble first before watching the show!'
With a single step, he leaped into the air, gathering his strength for a powerful horizontal slash.
It slashed directly at the heads of the two men. Elder Mao was also startled, and quickly drew his Evil Bone Blade, the evil energy on the blade turning into cold ice.
He Chen felt a chill creeping over him. "If only I could catch it and turn it into a refrigerator," a fleeting thought crossed his mind.
With a clang, weapons clashed. The Three Thousand Slashes of the sword technique were not used. Ordinary horizontal slashes, splitting through, came one after another.
Ignoring his own defense, he slashed at Elder Mao's face. Elder Mao's swordsmanship was superb. However, faced with such a reckless attack, he could only defend for a moment.
His footsteps followed closely, and the gentleman's blade thrust straight forward with immense power. The strike was incredibly fast; a moment's inattention and a blow would be fatal.
He swung it down hard on the head. *Clang!* It was blocked! The next move was a waist-slashing strike. A chest-splitting slash, a horizontal head-severing strike.
Elder Mao dodged and weaved, desperately defending with his four-foot-long Evil Bone Blade.
He was just about to retaliate with his swordsmanship. But just as the blade was about to strike, the gentleman came straight at his face. No dodging, no defense—was it just a direct exchange of blows?
Elder Mao was unwilling. He shouted, "Elder Gou, let's attack together!"
Old Gou remained silent. In his hand, a bronze sword, its three-foot blade ablaze with flames, rested.
Then, with a swift wave of his hand, flames soared into the air, transforming into a flaming sword that shot towards He Chen's back. The attack struck squarely.
Elder Mao glanced at it and scoffed.
"What a handsome face! I hate pretty boys like you. You have absolutely no skills, yet you get chased and robbed – it's utterly ridiculous!"
While defending, he waited for He Chen to be injured and fall to the ground! The flaming sword pierced his body, and the titanium-grade divine bell shield hummed incessantly. After ten layers, it stopped. The flame temperature was estimated to be over 300 degrees Celsius. His clothes ignited and quickly burst into flames.
At this moment, Elder Mao looked at He Chen, who had become a human torch.
"Ha ha!" he laughed loudly, mockingly, "So young, with such delicate skin! I'll roast you right now!"
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