At this mont, there was no sign of martial virtue; five people surrounded Yang Xiao and Qu Muzhi, while Yang Xiao and the other person stood back to back, assuming a defensive posture.
"Just the five of you coming?" Yang Xiao asked.
"Five not enough?" The woman holding the ancient zither covered her mouth and giggled, "You’re so greedy, little brother, one big sister is enough to deal with you!"
"I’m very big," Yang Xiao said very seriously.
"Hehe..." The woman laughed even more happily, "Braggart, when big sister kills you later, we’ll see how big you really are."
"What a pity, two pretty boys, if it weren’t for such a high price, big sister wouldn’t have the heart to kill you." The purple-clothed woman sighed, and the next second, her slender fingers strumd the ancient zither, and an indescribable lody floated out. Yang Xiao imdiately felt his muscles twitch involuntarily.
Yang Xiao, gripping the Human Bone Staff, already sensed the intensity of these fellows’ spiritual power; they were all Ghost-level Apostles. The fat man with the hamr and the hunter with the steel fork were close to Mid-stage Ghost Level, while the purple-clothed zither woman was slightly stronger, having reached Mid-stage Ghost Level. In terms of pure spiritual power strength, she was stronger than Yang Xiao by a head.
The white-clothed scholar with the Judge’s Pen was a master, having touched the threshold of Upper Ghost Level.
As for the old Taoist holding the horsetail whisk, he was even more formidable. Yang Xiao hadn’t fully grasped his background, but he was certainly far above Upper Ghost Level, possibly even touching the Peak of Ghost Level.
Just as the others were preparing to strike, the old Taoist holding the horsetail whisk, calm and collected, seed to suddenly sense sothing. He raised the whisk and unexpectedly whipped it towards an unseen corner on the right, shouting, "Co out, hide and seek no more!"
The scene repeated; the masked Chief Witch calmly walked out, with Captain Yang Lao holding the Illusion Hourglass standing right behind him.
At this mont, the others also noticed the anomaly around them. The surroundings seed unchanged, but in fact, they had already fallen into an illusion technique.
"Indeed an ambush..." The Taoist master with the horsetail whisk wasn’t too surprised; his strength gave him the confidence to be unchallenged in Rongcheng.
"Five against four, we have the advantage. Quickly deal with them, and be careful not to damage their faces. After it’s done, we’ll take their heads for the reward." The hunter with the steel fork, being hot-tempered, was the first to charge towards the masked Chief Witch.
Along with the resurgence of the zither lody, Yang Xiao noticed the rushing hunter’s speed abruptly increased, his movent technique becoming much swifter, faintly enveloped in a purple aura, which was accelerating him.
"Die!!" The hunter shouted violently, aiming a fork directly at the head of Chief Witch, who was not their target, hence no need to preserve the face.
What happened next was beyond the hunter’s own expectation and that of the present attackers. A flash of red light passed, and it seed like the hunter deliberately leaped onto Captain Witch’s long spear, getting impaled clean through.
At this mont, the hunter was not yet dead; blood trickled from his mouth as he shakily seed to want to say sothing more. But Captain Witch didn’t give him the chance, as with a tremor of the gun, the hunter’s body exploded instantly, limbs and innards splattered over a ten-ter radius.
The scene imdiately struck awe into everyone present, until the old Taoist exclaid, "Overlord Spear! You are... you are Wu Qingcang!"
With this na erging, Yang Xiao clearly felt the remaining four people shiver collectively, their gaze towards Captain Witch changed completely, as their identities flipped — they transford from eager hunters to trembling prey.
Most of them ca from outside the province, but that didn’t prevent them from knowing the na Wu Qingcang. Of course, his nickna, Overlord Spear, was even more famous. It’s said that under the Overlord Spear, human and ghost walked the sa path, leaving no intact corpse.
Overlord Spear Wu Qingcang was the top expert of Jiangbei Province Office, having killed enough Evil Cultivator experts over the years to line up at Naihe Bridge. Not to ntion Ghost-level Apostles, even those at Half-step Nether Realm were also slain indiscriminately.
As far as the old Taoist knew, half a year ago, a reckless Evil Cultivator elder caused trouble in Qinglan City, the site of Jiangbei Province Office, and was chased all the way by Overlord Spear Wu Qingcang, who successively killed that elder’s disciples and followers by dozens. Finally, he was speared to death by a bridge.
The person’s death didn’t end there; the corpse broken into pieces was crudely stitched back together and hung by the bridge, exposed for three days. During that period, the security in Jiangbei Province improved notably, and Evil Cultivators even avoided this area just for tourism.
And that elder’s strength far exceeded his own, reaching Half-step Nether Realm level.
If it were soone else they faced, the old Taoist would have surrendered right away, but it’s useless against Overlord Spear Wu Qingcang, whose iron face and ruthlessness ant that once he decided to strike, he would kill. Moreover, he despises those without backbone.
If encountering soone he respects, perhaps a complete corpse could be left. But if running into spineless cowards who surrender without a fight, their death would be extrely grueso.
"Under the Overlord Spear, no grievance haunts, brothers, fight him!" The old Taoist shouted to muster courage, being the first to dash towards Wu Qingcang.
The other three also displayed their powers, with the Judge’s Pen pointing in empty space, instantly countless hidden weapons attacked Wu Qingcang. The short burly man wielding the gilded hamr spun it in place, as the rotation quickened, a storm inexplicably stirred, with the hamr released, crashing towards Wu Qingcang like a mountain.
Although the purple-clothed zither woman didn’t directly join the battle, she kept strumming the zither behind her teammates. The abilities she enhanced varied according to the zither lody, so gaining speed, while others clearly had strength and defense enhanced.
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