Chapter 50 Fierce Fight
Chapter 50 Fierce Fight
Whoosh!
Gusts of cold wind blew, and more and more blood souls flew out from the banner, nearly a hundred of them, covering the sky and the moon. The sound of ghosts crying was breathtaking.
The old man in Taoist robes stopped chanting and sneered:
"go with!"
The blood soul let out a sharp scream and pounced towards everyone.
The warriors of the Sanjiang Gang were horrified, and the Blood Soul not only pounced on the warriors of the Fuhu Gang on the opposite side, but also pounced on them!
"Boss, why is the evil spirit coming towards us?"
"Boss, quickly ask the Immortal to stop!"
Huang Xiuzhi retreated to the Lingguan Hall and laughed:
"Everyone, being favored by the Master is a blessing you have cultivated for three lifetimes. Next year on this day, I will burn paper to worship you!"
"what!"
A blood soul pounced on the incontinent internal force warrior and tore his flesh and blood fiercely.
He let out a scream and waved his hands frantically to drive away the blood soul, but to no avail.
But after a while, he fell silent. All his flesh and blood were devoured by the blood soul, his skeleton turned into ashes, and his soul was taken away by the small flag, turning into a human face with a painful expression on the flag.
The Blood Soul licked his lips contentedly, his painful expression eased slightly, the red color in his eyes became more intense, and he pounced on the next prey.
There was chaos in Mingqing Temple. Warriors below the Gangjin level were too weak to resist the blood soul and were completely devoured. Not even their bodies were left. Their souls were taken away, and they were in an extremely miserable state.
The two internal force warriors who were guarding Wen Huazhong immediately stabbed Wen Huazhong with their swords when the blood soul pounced on them.
But Wen Huazhong condensed two thumb-sized fireballs in his palms at some point, and with a flick of his hand, he burned the two internal force warriors into charcoal and escaped.
Luo Zhenwu glanced at him and said in a lost voice:
"You are actually a cultivator!"
Wen Huazhong was quite surprised and said with a smile:
"Boss Luo is indeed knowledgeable and experienced, but it's a pity that he will die at the hands of the Blood Spirit. On the anniversary of Boss Luo's death next year, I will definitely offer him a glass of light wine as a token of respect."
He did not attack the Fu Hu Gang warrior beside him, but walked quickly towards the old man in Taoist robes, and Xue Hun ignored him.
Master Qi swung the sword in his hand with all his might, and the three-inch sword energy cut through the blood soul's body, carrying away streaks of blood.
The Blood Soul roared in pain, his expression becoming more and more distorted, as if he was a ghost being tortured in the eighteen levels of hell. He was filled with resentment and threw himself towards Master Qi regardless of everything.
Master Qi used all his strength to unleash the sword energy to block the blood soul, but the second blood soul pounced on him again, bit his left arm, tore off a piece of flesh and blood, and began to chew it.
"what!"
Master Qi stabbed the blood soul with his hand and forced it back. He stepped back two steps, covering his wound with his hands, his expression extremely painful.
He looked down and saw smelly black blood flowing from the place where he was bitten by the blood soul, as if it had been burned by fire, or as if it had been immersed in ice water. The coldness was mixed with burning heat, making people feel excruciating pain.
Master Qi was horrified. The two blood souls pounced on him again, not giving him a chance to breathe.
"roll!"
At this moment, Luo Zhenwu chopped down with two swords, forced the blood soul back, and saved Master Qi.
Master Qi endured the severe pain, swung his sword and stabbed the other blood soul that rushed over, and said urgently:
"Boss, retreat quickly, this evil ghost is too powerful!"
Luo Zhenwu's face was extremely solemn, and he said:
"We can't leave!"
His hands kept moving, using some exquisite, some crude, some sharp, and some heavy sword techniques to try his best to resist the blood soul.
But as the number of people in the temple decreased, more and more blood souls gathered around him, making it increasingly difficult to resist.
The old man in Taoist robes looked at Luo Zhenwu who was besieged by the blood spirits, stroked his long beard and said with a smile:
"Yes, you have been able to hold out for such a long time under the siege of the blood souls. I will use your living soul as a carrier to refine a main soul, which will make your martial arts training worthwhile."
Wen Huazhong came to the side of the old man in Taoist robes, bowed respectfully, and said:
"Master is wise. Luo Zhenwu has been immersed in the peak of Hua Jin for many years. His body is strong and nourishes his soul. His living soul must be strong and can definitely help Master cultivate the main soul!"
The smile on the face of the old man in Taoist robe became even more intense, and he seemed to be enjoying it very much.
He touched the gray brocade bag at his waist, and a three-inch small sword appeared out of thin air in his hand. He handed it to Wen Huazhong and said:
"You have lured the elite members of the Fuhu Gang to the island this time, and have performed a great deed. Therefore, this Qingyun Sword is given to you. If you practice it carefully, it will be enough for you to use until the late stage of Qi Refining."
Wen Huazhong was overjoyed, took the small sword with both hands, and said respectfully:
"Thank you Master for the treasure!"
He touched the black brocade bag on his waist, and the three-inch sword disappeared out of thin air.
While the two were talking, nearly a hundred blood souls had gathered around Luo Zhenwu and attacked him madly. Except for him and Hall Master Qi, all the others were killed on the spot.
Faced with the siege of so many blood souls, Luo Zhenwu tried his best, but was still overwhelmed and gradually became exhausted and could no longer take care of Master Qi.
"what!"
Master Qi was not careful and was caught by the Blood Soul, who bit him and dragged him out.
"Boss, save me..."
He shouted for help, but Luo Zhenwu was powerless and could only watch him being devoured by several blood souls.
Luo Zhenwu laughed bitterly:
"Master Qi, wait a moment. I will be down with you right away!"
The blood soul covered the sky and was about to drown Luo Zhenwu, but suddenly it paused.
Luo Zhenwu was startled, and hurriedly seized the rare opportunity to catch his breath, practicing Qigong and regulating his breathing. He looked at the old man in Taoist robe vigilantly, feeling confused.
The old man in Taoist robes ignored him, but turned to look at the gate of Mingqing Temple, with a look of doubt and uncertainty on his face, and said loudly:
"Fellow Daoist, what brings you here so late at night? I wonder what brings you here?" Luo Zhenwu turned his head and saw that there was no movement outside the gate, only the faint sound of shouting and killing coming from the Sanjiang Gang camp in the distance.
The Fuhu Gang did not completely capture the camp, but instead concentrated their experts and rushed into Mingqing Temple first.
Therefore, the Sanjiang Gang camp was still in the midst of a fierce battle at this time.
Just when Luo Zhenwu was puzzled, the old man in Taoist robes frowned and said:
"My friend, your whereabouts have been exposed, but you still haven't shown yourself. Are you trying to tease me?"
As he spoke, he raised his hand and made a gesture. Nearly a hundred blood souls roared miserably and flew towards the gate of Mingqing Temple.
At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared outside the door and walked into Mingqing Temple.
Luo Zhenwu took a closer look and said in a lost voice:
"Hall Master Chen!"
The person who came was Chen Yuan. He looked at the ferocious blood soul in front of him with an extremely ugly expression.
After he landed on the island, he released his spiritual sense, bypassed the Sanjiang Gang camp, and came to the outside of Mingqing Temple, where he saw the blood souls besieging Luo Zhenwu, while all the Gangjin and Neijin warriors of the Fuhu Gang had disappeared.
Through the Divine Eye Technique, he saw that Wen Huasheng had reached the second level of Qi Refining, while the spiritual energy of the old man in Taoist robe was extremely strong, almost reaching the sixth level of Qi Refining.
Chen Yuan was horrified and was about to withdraw, but the old man in Taoist robes discovered his whereabouts and drove his blood soul to attack, so he had to show up.
When the old man in Taoist robe heard Luo Zhenwu's greeting, he narrowed his eyes and said:
"Master? Do you have any relationship with the Fuhu Gang?"
Chen Yuan's mind turned rapidly, and he bowed and said:
"I don't know what the Fu Hu Gang is..."
"Master Chen, hurry up! This man can drive away evil spirits, he is extremely powerful. I will cover you, and the Fu Hu Gang is in your hands!"
Before Chen Yuan could finish his words, Luo Zhenwu interrupted him loudly.
His face was filled with grief and anger, and he looked anxious as he rushed towards the old man in Taoist robes with his sword in hand.
The old man in Taoist robe waved his hand, and several blood souls flew over and entangled Luo Zhenwu.
Wen Huazhong's eyes lit up and he said:
"Master, the Fu Hu Gang has a deputy leader named Chen. The deputy leader of the Law Enforcement Hall, Chen Erniu, is a Gang Jin warrior."
The old man in Taoist robes turned to look at Huang Xiuzhi and said:
"Is this person Chen Erniu?"
Huang Xiuzhi said cautiously:
"Your Excellency, the leader of our Jishitang, Yang Huaizhan, was killed by Chen Erniu. However, he lives in seclusion and never shows up. I have sent people to inquire about him, but to no avail. I also don't know what he looks like."
The old man in Taoist robes looked at Chen Yuan again, looked him over carefully, stopped at his waist, and said:
"Fellow Daoist, are you Chen Erniu?"
Chen Yuan glanced at Luo Zhenwu coldly and said:
"I am Chen Erniu, what do you think of me, fellow Taoist?"
The old man in Taoist robe laughed and said:
"You don't even have a storage bag, so you must be a casual cultivator who accidentally embarked on the path to immortality, right? My Hundred Souls Banner is still missing two main souls. These thousand ordinary warriors can refine one, so you can take on the third one!"
He raised his hand and made a gesture, and the blood soul let out a sharp scream, rushing towards Chen Yuan one after another!
Chen Yuan's face darkened. He used the light body technique to retreat backwards, while making hand gestures and muttering something.
The blood soul flew at an extremely fast speed, and Chen Yuan could not escape using the light body technique, but he bought two breaths of time and condensed a walnut-sized fireball in his palm.
He stopped, waved his hand, and a fireball shot out.
laugh!
The fireball collided with a blood soul, and flames ignited on the blood soul's body. It screamed and turned into nothing, leaving behind strange red light.
The two nearby blood souls were also affected by the flames, their surfaces covered with flames, but in just a moment, they disappeared into smoke.
The other blood souls were also blocked by the exploding flames. Chen Yuan continued to make hand gestures, condensed a second fireball in his palm, and shot it out.
laugh!
This time, four blood souls disappeared, leaving behind specks of red light. The speed at which the other blood souls rushed over slowed down a bit.
Seeing Chen Yuan begin to condense the third fireball, Master Duan Fang's face darkened, the spell in his hand changed, and the blood soul dispersed and pounced on Chen Yuan.
laugh!
Chen Yuan shot out the third fireball, but it only burned two blood souls. The other blood souls were far away and were not affected by the flames, so they were safe and sound.
Chen Yuan used the light body technique again and retreated, and before the blood soul pounced on him, he condensed the fourth fireball.
laugh!
Two more blood souls were destroyed. The old man in Taoist robes glared at Chen Yuan fiercely and said:
"Let me see how many more fireballs you can cast!"
The spell in his hand changed again, and the blood soul screamed sharply, and its speed increased a bit.
Chen Yuan's expression changed, but he did not dare to stop his actions. He condensed the fifth fireball before the blood soul approached him.
laugh!
This time only one blood soul was burned to ashes, the other blood souls were not affected and pounced towards Chen Yuan viciously!
Although trapped in a desperate situation, Chen Yuan was not panicked at all. He stared at the blood soul that was rushing towards him, made hand gestures, and continued to perform the fireball technique.
Even if he dies, he must kill a few more blood souls!
But just as Chen Yuan finished the spell, the fireball that was about to form in his palm suddenly collapsed and turned into light red magic power that dissipated in the air.
Chen Yuan suddenly realized that he had been using the light body technique for a long time, and his magic power was a little short of what it should be. It was not enough to perform the fireball technique for the sixth time!
Seeing this, the old man in Taoist robes laughed and said:
"Please go ahead, my friend. I will definitely feed you a few more souls!"
Before he could finish his words, dozens of blood souls pounced on Chen Yuan and bit him fiercely!
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