Chapter 1236: Showing Off Skills

"Hurry!" Dong Rui shouted, "Kill it quickly." The Ghost Ape had four hands, but the fat guy had seven hands and eight feet, and at this moment, it was attacking the Ghost Ape desperately, its sharp hooks and claws specifically stabbing at its eyes and neck, and the monkey really couldn't spare a hand.

"Coming."

This was He Lingchuan's voice.

As soon as the words fell, a long iron spear descended from the sky, *whoosh*, piercing the fat corpse puppet's eye! It was truly a descent from the heavens, shot down from the sky. Its force was so great that the spear tip pierced through the back of the corpse puppet's skull and nailed it to the ground! Precise and accurate.

Dong Rui breathed a sigh of relief, but rolled his eyes: "Why is it always you who makes the most stylish entrance?"

Think about it, ever since the havoc in the Heavenly Palace, it seemed to be like this every time.

The Eyeball Spider spoke for He Lingchuan: "How about we switch?"

"Uh..." Forget it, he was destined to be a behind-the-scenes worker.

A strange bird swooped down from the air, and the Xuan Lu Ghost King felt a reaction: It's here.

Luo Shengjia is here.

Before he could go looking for it, Luo Shengjia had come to his door?

Even though he was using someone else's body, Xuan Lu felt his blood boiling at this moment. The three-hundred-year grudge with Luo Shengjia, could it finally be settled today?

Just as this thought arose, a person jumped off the strange bird's back, charging at him like a cannonball! And in the Xuan Lu Ghost King's senses, Luo Shengjia was also rapidly approaching him.

The person arriving was naturally He Lingchuan.

He was already very proficient at high-altitude jumping and descending.

Just as the Xuan Lu Ghost King looked up, a cold glint from a spear tip was reflected in his eyes.

What had pierced the fat corpse puppet earlier was just an ordinary long spear; what He Lingchuan was using to treat the Ghost King now was the Tenglong Spear.

The invisible *qi* of the spear tip extended three feet; He Lingchuan's first strike from his dive was as violent as a falling thunderbolt.

Both Qi Tianbo and Wang Xuan Lu were famous for their spear techniques, but the Xuan Lu Ghost King didn't dare to meet it head-on, choosing instead to jump away, retreating five feet.

His steed didn't even have time to whinny before its bones were shattered. Fortunately, it couldn't feel pain, because the long spear had pierced its brain instantly.

Within two zhang of the surroundings, the dust on the ground exploded, and corpse puppets and soldiers were blown away by the shockwave.

After landing, He Lingchuan fired a sleeve arrow, then grabbed the Tenglong Spear to continue pursuing the Xuan Lu Ghost King.

The Ghost King had just dodged the sleeve arrow when He Lingchuan's spear tip reached his chest again.

This guy was truly faster than a ghost.

In just two breaths, the two sides exchanged five rounds.

He Lingchuan's "Thunderbolt Spear Technique" was learned from the Dafeng Army, sharp and ruthless with no tricks; the Xuan Lu Ghost King's spear technique, however, was strange and unpredictable, light and ethereal.

When the two sides fought together, the *qi* wind howled within five zhang, and neither man nor ghost dared to approach.

He Lingchuan tried a few moves and knew that this guy's combat power was remarkable, definitely not an empty reputation.

He dodged two spear thrusts, and the Xuan Lu Ghost King's spear tip struck the tree trunk behind He Lingchuan, retreating as soon as it touched, appearing effortless. However, the tree trunk immediately turned black, and ten breaths later, yellow leaves fell in a flurry.

If this spear had pierced a person, it would have been terrible.

He Lingchuan also heard Fu Liushan shouting a reminder not far away: "The Ghost King's spear can absorb the vitality of living people, be careful!"

At this moment, the Xuan Lu Ghost King moved his two fingers, and yin threads in the dark night were pulled, instantly controlling dozens of death-defying soldiers to turn back and block He Lingchuan.

Using numbers to overwhelm the few, he didn't mind at all.

These dozens of death-defying soldiers were roughly equivalent to his avatar, so this was still a battle between the Ghost King and He Lingchuan.

However, at this time, several Boss Situ squads rushed over, each team working together to hold a piece of scrub wood horizontally, desperately pushing against the Ghost King's death-defying soldiers.

Looking closely at these scrub woods, the trunks were generally thicker than a large bowl. The Boss Situ family's army specifically sought out tree species with hard branches and many forks, embedding iron arrowheads at the tips of each branch.

This way, when they charged at the death-defying soldiers, unless the latter ran away immediately, as long as they tried to dodge or attack, they would be entangled in the branches. It was easy to get in but hard to get out, not to mention the iron arrowheads were merciless.

The death-defying soldiers swung their blades to cut the trunks, wanting to escape, but the branches entangling them were too many and too dense; how could they be cut through in a short while?

They were stuck fast, unable to even stand steadily; even with infinite strength, their skills couldn't be displayed.

It was completely unreasonable.

At this time, the Boss Situ soldiers waiting on the side swung their spears and lances up, stabbing them to death one by one.

They had once been Gaopu people when they were awake, but now they were the enemy's claws and accomplices. Even if the Boss Situ soldiers felt reluctant, they didn't dare to hesitate in their actions.

This method of killing the enemy was thought up by Boss Situ Yu, named the "Pushing Bristle Method." The squads holding the tree trunks charged wildly on the battlefield; the enemies in front couldn't reach them at all, but they could stir the opponent into the branches. With several teams charging side-by-side, the effect was no different from the giant elephant corpse puppet; wherever they passed, the enemies were all swept up.

Even the Ghost King's death-defying soldiers were killed by the hundred in one breath.

Their strength, combat skills, and reactions were all better than ordinary soldiers, and the Ghost King's control was exquisite, so the death-defying soldiers cooperated smoothly, able to kill in and out even amidst heavy enemy forces.

However, Boss Situ Yu's one move broke all techniques; no matter how capable you were, the Pushing Bristle Method could roll you all in!

Micro-management and showing off skills lost to the stupid, big, and rough.

The Xuan Lu Ghost King held back a mouthful of old blood, so angry he almost vomited.

He still had to pull himself together to deal with Luo Shengjia; that was the top priority.

After exchanging a few moves with He Lingchuan, he also felt something was wrong: this kid's own combat power was fierce and indeed difficult to deal with, no wonder Luo Shengjia chose him as its master. But! What about Luo Shengjia's own power? Why wasn't it reflected?

The Xuan Lu Ghost King had fought Luo Shengjia to the death twice, knowing deeply how great the boost to the master was. When Bao Ning wore Luo Shengjia, he could summon nearly a hundred armor puppets to fight; one person was equivalent to an army.

Most importantly, Luo Shengjia had too many sins, so its killing intent soared to the heavens and it was entangled in evil karma, so much so that even a ghost with deep cultivation like Xuan Lu didn't dare to touch it.

However, he now felt not a shred of evil karma power from this youth! What did this mean? Luo Shengjia was still worn on the opponent, but it had no power? The Xuan Lu Ghost King tried two more moves, becoming even more certain of this inference, and couldn't help but be overjoyed:

Evil karma was Luo Shengjia's sin, but also its source of power.

Whether the evil karma on this armor was isolated or purified, whether it was intentional or accidental, in short, it couldn't take effect, and the power of the evil armor would drop by several levels.

Then, what was there to fear about Luo Shengjia?

The Xuan Lu Ghost King felt relaxed and couldn't help but laugh out loud:

"Ignorant brat, such a great evil armor has been ruined by you! You are seeking your own death."

Otherwise, with this youth's combat power, plus the blessing of Luo Shengjia, he feared he would have a hard time winning tonight.

He had lost miserably the first two times, but this time he had long thought of a way to deal with it. He hadn't expected, hadn't expected, that the difficulty would drop by several levels directly.

Luo Shengjia, he finally had a chance to seize the Black Dragon's treasure!

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 1237 =====