Bang! Bang! Bang!
The clash of swords resounded with a dull thud; this strike didn’t even break through the opponent’s defense!
Yang Si’s expression changed.
She finally saw clearly, the Ghost Race mber before her was tall and brawny, nearly two ters in height. His face was indifferent, and his physical body was extraordinarily tough.
"A bit weak, isn’t it?" The Ghost Race mber chuckled lightly.
Saying this, he reached out and grabbed Yang Si’s sword.
The long sword in the Ghost Race mber’s hand couldn’t even cut his skin. With a strong pull, Yang Si was dragged along completely.
"It’s a Mountain Ghost!"
Yang Si’s face turned pale with fright.
She never expected that she would encounter a Mountain Ghost.
The Ghost Race also had various subraces, the most common being the ordinary Blood Ghosts. For instance, soone like Yan Dongchen was a Blood Ghost. They absorbed human blood to cultivate and recover from injuries.
In the Cloud Wasteland, Blood Ghosts were the most nurous among the Ghost Race. Others weren’t as nurous but were diverse, among them was the Mountain Ghost.
Mountain Ghosts are tall, strong, and nearly impervious to harm. Those who reached the Innate Realm among them could fight three humans of the sa level.
Particularly terrifying.
So when Yang Si saw a Mountain Ghost appear before her, she was stunned.
The Mountain Ghost yanked Yang Si right in front of him, his thick arm clamped onto Yang Si’s wrist.
As if caught by iron tongs, Yang Si scread in agony.
"Senior brother, save !"
Upon hearing Yang Si’s cry, Chen Guan, who was in the middle of battle, was also taken aback. He quickly turned his head and saw a scene he would never forget for the rest of his life!
The Mountain Ghost grinned, then yanked fiercely, tearing Yang Si’s arm right off.
In an instant, Yang Si’s shoulder was a bloody ss!
"Junior sister!"
Chen Guan shouted, his eyes turning scarlet, then stomped the ground and charged forward!
Seeing Yang Si in that state, Chen Guan gritted his teeth to the point of breaking, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
"I’ll kill you!"
With a swing of the broadsword, the strike carried the montum of a fierce tiger, its power astonishing!
The Mountain Ghost took two steps back, using his arm to block the oncoming strike!
Bang!
The heavy force instantly shattered the slabs beneath the Mountain Ghost’s feet, leaving a mark on his arm, from which blood began to seep.
He staggered back a few steps, crashing into a ruined wall behind him.
Chen Guan paid no attention to this and hurried to Yang Si’s side. At this point, Yang Si was already lying in a pool of blood, missing an arm.
Her face was pale, and the pain made her lips tremble, unable to speak. She looked at Chen Guan with tears in her eyes.
Chen Guan, filled with anguish, quickly took out a Blood Stabilizing Pill and placed it in Yang Si’s mouth.
At least it would stop the bleeding, or she could easily die from blood loss.
"Junior sister, hold on, you’ll be fine. I’ll take you back right away," Chen Guan said hurriedly.
"Go back?"
At this mont, the Mountain Ghost that Chen Guan had just repelled climbed out of the rubble, brushing off the dirt. The previous strike had ant nothing to him, and with a sinister grin, he said, "Not just her, but even you can’t go back."
Chen Guan’s face sank. He propped Yang Si against a side, while Yang Si clutched at Chen Guan’s hem with her remaining hand, pleading, "Senior brother, go quickly, don’t worry about . You’re no match for him."
But Chen Guan did not heed Yang Si’s words. He stood up and looked gravely at the Mountain Ghost.
This Mountain Ghost was at the Postnatal Perfection level, and so was he, but even his full-force attack only managed to graze the Mountain Ghost. He knew the Mountain Ghost was difficult to deal with.
Yet, looking at Yang Si behind him, Chen Guan knew that even if it cost him his life today, he had to make the Mountain Ghost pay!
At that mont, elsewhere, the sa life-and-death battles were unfolding.
From the initial tension among everyone, they were now fighting with abandon.
For the first ti, everyone felt the ruthlessness of war.
If you don’t kill the ghosts, the ghosts will kill you.
In such a battlefield, hesitation leads to death.
As they saw their close brethren perish miserably in pools of blood, many went berserk, determined to avenge them.
At this mont, all that was on Li Hengsheng’s mind was the scene of the Ghost Race taking Lu Qiaoqiao away.
Consequently, Li Hengsheng held nothing back.
The Immortal-Extinguishing Spear had already been unsheathed.
Grasping the Immortal-Extinguishing Spear, Li Hengsheng was nearly unstoppable. Around forty or fifty Ghost Race mbers, of Postnatal Realm and Postnatal Perfection, had died by his hand.
Lord Zhou, being a master of the Postnatal Peak, showed no rcy. Three ghosts of Postnatal Great Perfection had already fallen to him.
All the disciples moved further with each kill, the blood of the Ghost Race staining the entire street of Heaven-Flipping Ghost City with red.
The air was filled with the stench of blood.
Even the disciples from dical King Valley had turned into Shura.
Though their combat level was lacking, the disciples from dical King Valley stayed together, avoiding individual fights.
Hence, they seldom suffered at the hands of ghosts.
But what surprised the disciples from dical King Valley was that among them, there was one whose swordsmanship seed divine!
Yin Changli.
Yin Changli, with one sword, nearly handled all the assaults alone.
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