Chapter 764: The Contest and an Unexpected Reunion

He was here to pay a visit, and since the other side didn't know what was good for them, he would change it to kicking the hall.

The youth didn't dare to face the blade directly, retreated two zhang diagonally to avoid its edge, a black shadow flashed on his back, and then he drilled into the ground and disappeared.

Earth escape? This kid's escape technique was actually so smooth? He Lingchuan was stunned.

The black shadow on his back had just ambushed He Lingchuan's instep, but the latter couldn't see clearly what this thing was, only knowing it wasn't a living thing.

He Lingchuan maintained disordered movement, not daring to stay in one place for too long. He expanded his spiritual sense, took extra care, held the shield mirror in his left hand, and probed around.

The Soul-Sucking Mirror suddenly reminded him: "Two feet to the front left!"

He Lingchuan immediately stopped his footsteps.

Sure enough, a black shadow probed out from the ground silently, stabbing toward the Yongquan acupoint like lightning.

Whoever was hit here would have to jump in pain.

He Lingchuan's move was to lure the enemy, but he slid as soon as his footsteps paused, just exposing the black shadow.

The Fusheng sword arrived, cutting the black shadow in two!

There was no substantial touch; this thing was indeed not a physical entity. But Fusheng was originally good at cutting things without form or body, so the black shadow couldn't escape either.

Before the lower half of the black shadow could shrink back into the ground, He Lingchuan straightened the Fusheng sword and stabbed it fiercely into the ground, until the hilt was gone!

Fusheng cut the soil more easily than cutting sponge cake.

He Lingchuan estimated the position very accurately, and this strike finally had the solid feeling of stabbing into flesh and blood! Not to mention he was also quite bad, grabbing the hilt and twisting it along the way—

He could even faintly hear the painful roar coming from below.

"Junior Brother Qiu!" The Rongshan disciples on the side rushed to rescue, raising their hands and throwing two iron caltrops.

He Lingchuan dodged and retreated two steps.

The youth underground also circled around and rolled up.

His right chest was covered in blood.

But as soon as he returned to the ground, he felt golden light flashing before his eyes, at least ten times the intensity of the bright sun, and his soul was almost shone out.

Anyone would instinctively close their eyes and raise their hands to block.

Once this action was made, he secretly said, it's over.

Sure enough, a cold breeze followed, and the cold blade was already resting on his neck. The other side asked leisurely: "Are you still going to fight?"

The youth opened his eyes, and there was a vast whiteness in front of him; his vision hadn't recovered at all.

He could only shout: "Stop, everyone stop!"

Just at this moment, there was a rustling sound in the forest, and a behemoth rushed toward He Lingchuan, accompanied by a violent roar.

It didn't dodge or evade the two watermelon-thick trees in front, directly breaking the trees, and while in the sound of 'pi li pa la', it grabbed a tree trunk and swept it horizontally toward He Lingchuan.

Trees broke when they met trees, and rocks cracked when they met rocks.

He Lingchuan had just defeated Qiu Hu and had no intention of fighting again, so he put away the projection lamp and retreated to Zhu Xiuer's side with a swallow flip.

The projection lamp was a treasure he had snatched from the Xushan array eye; this lamp could shine out the abdominal map of the Spider Immortal's molted shell, and could also shine ordinary people blind. After He Lingchuan figured out how to use it, he felt it was a top-grade item for sneak attacks.

The giant shadow in front followed like a shadow, as if it had a deep hatred for him.

Zhu Xiuer was just about to give it a little color, but Dong Rui drilled out from under its belly and shouted: "Number Seventeen, stop!"

The other side was almost about to swing the round wood to his face, yet he was unafraid, instead puffing out his chest and taking two steps forward, completely different from his previous shrinking.

He Lingchuan didn't push him away, because the giant shadow's feet grabbed the ground and braked sharply, stopping suddenly.

The round wood was only two feet away from Dong Rui's nose.

The dust raised made him cough repeatedly.

"Ah, ptooey, ptooey, ptooey, take it away, how dare you be rude to your master!"

The other side really threw the round wood aside, roared at him twice, and the sound was full of joy, even standing upright and beating its chest with both hands.

As soon as it appeared, He Lingchuan recognized it; this was one of Dong Rui's demon puppets—

The Ghost Ape.

He Lingchuan remembered that he had severely injured the Ghost Ape on the Xia Prefecture front line, and Dong Rui didn't take it to participate in the Handan River Battle. Later, both were washed away by water into the Demon Nest, and Dong Rui didn't mention where this demon puppet had gone.

Strange, how could this thing suddenly appear in the Rongshan jungle?

The Ghost Ape still recognized him, because its small eyes were full of hatred.

The monkey's heart was smaller than a human's; He Lingchuan had injured it several times, and it had long been added to his blacklist, and this was exactly the moment when enemies met and were extremely jealous.

He Lingchuan seized the time, took out something, and brought it to the wound on his foot, squeezing it a few times.

Looking at Dong Rui's expression now, it seemed to be full of bewilderment besides joy.

But this didn't prevent Dong Rui from patting his own shoulder and saying to the demon puppet: "Come back!"

The Ghost Ape immediately shrank to the size of an ordinary macaque and was about to jump onto his shoulder.

The cold youth suddenly spoke, and also waved at it: "Monkey, come here!"

His vision hadn't fully recovered, but he knew the Ghost Ape was coming as soon as he heard the momentum.

The Ghost Ape was stunned, looked back at him, then looked at Dong Rui, actually hesitating a bit.

Dong Rui's demon puppets, which one wasn't obedient to the master? And the Ghost Ape was his most satisfied work, which could be called the highest degree of completion.

It actually wanted to listen to a stranger?

Dong Rui's face sank, his hand beckoned: "What are you dazing for!"

In the end, it was the master's authority and the habit formed by thousands of trainings that prevailed; the Ghost Ape turned back two steps, jumped onto Dong Rui's shoulder, and changed from a violent giant ape into an obedient monkey.

This change seemed to make all the Rongshan disciples feel deeply shocked, and even their attacks slowed down.

Dong Rui used the remaining power of subduing the Ghost Ape, straightened his face and said: "I'll ask you one more time, is treating guests like enemies the tradition of Rongshan?"

The cold youth shook his leg: "No."

The sword wound on his right shoulder was open to the chest, the flesh and blood were turned out, and the white bones could be seen. He Lingchuan's slash was very deep; if the youth hadn't dodged quickly, his shoulder would have been unloaded.

After being interrupted by the Ghost Ape, both sides calmed down.

Originally there was no deep hatred, just a little misunderstanding, why fight to the death?

The youth pointed to the ground covered by the white silk net: "It's not safe here."

Zhu Xiuer also opened her mouth at the same time: "Those ghosts have hatched."

Her tactile sense was sensitive, and she could feel the movement coming from underground, such as the strange cicadas breaking out of their bellies, having already eaten the mother body clean.

It was just that at that time, their side was fighting with the Rongshan disciples, so Zhu Xiuer didn't say anything.

As soon as the words fell, the soil turned, and dozens of strange cicadas climbed to the ground, some flying, some jumping, rushing toward the crowd without hesitation.

That posture was like a pack of wolves that had been hungry for seven days and seven nights rushing toward fat and beautiful sheep.

The cold youth said to his companions: "Release the water."

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