Chapter 183: Slaying the Monster Ghost, Rewards Overflowing!

First, the first thing said was, of course, fake.

It was just psychological deterrence.

Second, there was absolutely no second.

Li Rui didn't like talking nonsense during a fight, unless the nonsense was useful.

"Still too young."

Fighting, of course, is about accumulating advantages for oneself as much as possible; sometimes one more move can determine life and death.

The Four-Armed Ghost had a great reputation, and the number of Seventh-Rank experts who died at his hands reached the number of ten fingers.

Killing a chicken also uses a butcher's knife.

Not to mention facing a strong enemy like the Four-Armed Ghost, one must, of course, be careful and cautious to have a few more chances of winning.

The long saber, carrying the power of the dragon form, slashed down with great momentum; one could feel the chill on the saber blade from several chi away.

Seeing this, Wu Yun didn't dare to underestimate the enemy.

Rip!

Two arms tore through the clothes on his back, and a full four arms appeared on the left and right of his body.

"Evil God Method?"

Li Rui narrowed his eyes slightly.

No wonder he was called the Four-Armed Ghost; it turned out he had cultivated the Evil God Method, or more accurately, half of the Evil God Method.

Wu Yun didn't practice himself into a complete monster like the Ten Thousand Ghost Mother, but only practiced two extra arms.

As the saying goes, two fists are no match for four hands.

Wu Yun had four hands, so he naturally had the advantage when fighting, and it was precisely because of this that he stayed at the Seventh Rank for a full ten years or more.

Li Rui snorted coldly.

Ding ding ding ding ding!

A series of sparks exploded from Wu Yun's four cyan-black arms.

Wu Yun's eyes widened, his body trembling involuntarily, not expecting it to be like this.

"How could it... be so strong?!"

After being tempered by the Evil God Method, the four arms were already stronger than Seventh-Rank divine iron, several times stronger than a natural Vajra.

He knew his combat power very well; fighting enemies of the same rank had always been unfavorable.

It was precisely because of this point that whenever he encountered martial arts masters of the same rank, he was basically not afraid.

But today, he was actually broken through by this seventy-year-old man in just a few saber strikes?!

Every time the long saber landed on his arm, a blood groove deep enough to see bone would appear; after a few more saber strikes, his Four-Armed Ghost would become a No-Armed Ghost.

It wasn't just that the saber weapon was sharp; more importantly, Li Rui had cultivated the dragon form, and dragon Qi is very domineering when hurting people.

The dragon is the ancestor of all beasts.

Among divine beasts, it is a supreme existence.

The dragon form has a very high rank.

It is very difficult to practice.

But the benefit is that after practicing it, the power far exceeds ordinary Qi forms, almost crushing the existence of other Qi forms.

"Ah..."

Wu Yun roared to the sky.

Large amounts of tumors and muscles squirmed and expanded on his body, his four limbs grew and hardened crazily, like a Rakshasa Yaksha crawling out of the Nine Nether Hell, hideous and terrifying.

In the blink of an eye.

A giant monster nearly one zhang tall, with large amounts of muscle piled up, made his whole person look incomparably deformed, completely unlike a human.

At the same time.

Large amounts of ghost shadows flew out one by one from his back.

Complete Evil God Method!

Li Rui, who was six chi tall, appeared incomparably small in front of this giant monster.

"Die!"

Wu Yun was forced to show his trump card, showing his complete form; his four arms hugged together, wanting to trap Li Rui.

Li Rui's eyes condensed.

A flash of cyan light passed.

With a sizzle.

A slender short saber only two chi long broke out of his sleeve.

Hidden Edge!

In an instant, a violent wind rolled up with Li Rui as the center, and violent saber intent exploded in an instant.

Hidden Edge was drawn, and the saber intent that had been nourished for several months reached its peak at this moment.

Draw the saber...

Slash!

Hidden Edge swept across, and the invisible saber intent crossed the waist and abdomen of the giant monster.

A bloodstain as thin as a hair slowly appeared at the position where the upper and lower body met.

Wu Yun widened his eyes.

Unsure, he blinked his eyes.

The huge body was misaligned vertically; the lower body stood upright, while the upper body slid down and fell to the ground.

"Am I going to die?"

He thought Li Rui was the weakest, so he chose Li Rui first between Tan Hu and Li Rui.

Who would have thought.

This unremarkable little old man was actually hiding so deeply.

Li Rui walked closer, stepped on Wu Yun's huge head, and Hidden Edge fell without hesitation.

Puchi.

Like inserting into a watermelon, red and white splashed all over the ground.

The skull split open.

But Li Rui still showed no signs of stopping, slashing down one saber after another until the monster in front of him was no longer human-shaped.

"Should be dead now, right?"

He had once seen the strange means of the severed-head slave, which could even deceive Jiang Linxian.

So he learned his lesson.

Just a corpse was far from enough.

Now it was just right; unless Wu Yun could shrink into cells, there was absolutely no way he could live.

Killing someone must ensure that the other party is completely dead, otherwise everything is in vain.

After doing it.

Only then did he take a small jade bottle from his bosom with his clean hand and sprinkle it on the ground.

A foul smell of corrosion rose.

Only then did Li Rui reveal a satisfied smile.

Looking at the smoke in his consciousness, he slowly exhaled a breath:

"Finally safe."

Just at this moment.

He inadvertently caught sight of a small stone flashing with cyan light on the ground.

His eyes condensed.

Just now, when Hidden Edge was drawn, the saber Qi happened to cut the rope of the Immortal-Seeking Stone as well, and it fell to the ground.

"Immortal trace?!"

Li Rui didn't expect that there would be an Immortal trace here. He didn't hesitate at all and cast his gaze on the "Wu Yun" on the ground that had already been completely dissolved.

Soon.

Li Rui saw a wisp of cyan Qi, only the size of a fingernail and as thin as a hair, floating quietly on the ground.

Although it was only a wisp of Qi, it gave people a sense of being sacred and inviolable.

At this moment—

Lines of small characters appeared before Li Rui's eyes.

【Congratulations to the host for completing the achievement "Becoming an Immortal and Ancestor" beginner plot—Initial Search for Immortal Trace 2.】

【An Immortal's breath is worth a hundred years of mortal work; you obtained a wisp of Immortal Qi at ten years old. Having obtained this Immortal trace, your fortune is deep; please continue to search for Immortal traces to prove eternal life.】

【Completed mission "Initial Search for Immortal Trace 2", rewards are being calculated...】

【Mission rating: A.】

【Obtained 40 achievement points!】

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【Name: Li Rui】

【Age: 10】

【Talent: Martial Bone, Superb Comprehension, Wisdom Eye】

【Cultivation Technique: Long-Life Gong, Dragon Wandering Nine Heavens Map】

【Achievement: 40/100】

Immortal Qi?!

Li Rui gasped.

He never expected that the Four-Armed Ghost would actually hide a wisp of Immortal Qi.

Extraordinary!

"There must be a great secret hidden in the Ghost Gui Ming Jiao."

The system wouldn't lie; the cyan Qi before his eyes was the legendary Immortal Qi.

This was where the benefit of reading a lot of books was reflected.

"Swallow Immortal Qi into the belly, create and reverse the universe."

According to the book, it meant swallowing Immortal Qi into the body to achieve the effect of nourishing the body and reversing bone structure.

Li Rui grabbed the Immortal Qi without hesitation.

With one mouth, he sucked it into his belly.

Not only solving the crisis but also obtaining unexpected gains, Li Rui was very satisfied with today's action.

After doing all this, he leaped and drilled into the mountain forest on the side, chasing in the direction of the sound.

Ning Zhongtian's handsome face had an extra scar.

He held his saber and scanned the battlefield.

Devastated.

In this battle, at least seventy soldiers under him and Feng Yu had died.

A pyrrhic victory.

Almost the biggest loss since the establishment of the Anning Guard.

Of course.

The Ghost Gui Ming Jiao didn't get any benefits either.

Feng Yu walked to Ning Zhongtian's side, looking admiringly at this colleague who fought with him constantly.

Today, Ning Zhongtian displayed great might.

Risking the danger of being wounded, he forcibly used saber intent to slash the Wan Wan Du Gui's poison sac, only then forcing the Wan Wan Du Gui back.

"Fortunately, I didn't push him to the limit..."

Feng Yu muttered in his heart.

Ning Zhongtian was hiding his strength; on ordinary days, he looked like he had similar strength to him, but in reality, he had already reached the mid-stage of the Dragon Gate, and even half a foot had stepped into the late stage.

With this cultivation, he could fight to a draw with a strong expert like the Wan Wan Du Gui.

The shocking killing intent in Ning Zhongtian's eyes hadn't completely dissipated yet.

"Lord Feng, I will stay behind to clean up the battlefield; I hope you will return to the guard station first and tell Lord Cao and Lord Jiang about what happened here."

Feng Yu nodded.

If it were his temperament in the past, he would definitely have retorted.

But today, he had long lost the heart to fight.

Externally, he and Ning Zhongtian were both soldiers of the Annan Army.

Since it was a war, internal fighting could not be tolerated.

The Ghost Gui Ming Jiao could return at any time, so reinforcements must be called as soon as possible.

Ning Zhongtian didn't intend to leave.

On the battlefield in the Northwest, he could accept dying in battle, but this was Qinghe, the base camp of the Anning Guard.

If he did something like abandoning his comrades and letting their souls scatter in the wilderness.

He would never be able to hold his head high in the Annan Army again.

At this moment.

A rustling sound suddenly rang out from the bushes on the right.

Then he saw Li Rui drilling out of the bushes.

Seeing Li Rui appear, a flash of joy crossed Ning Zhongtian's eyes; he walked to Li Rui's side:

"Brother Li, are you alright?"

He didn't even ask why Li Rui had left the team.

In that situation just now, the formation was scattered; as long as one could save their life, any method used was reasonable.

And if he remembered correctly.

He had seen the Four-Armed Ghost Wu Yun, one of the Twelve Blood Disciples, chasing Li Rui.

If Li Rui hadn't lured Wu Yun away, more people would have died in the Anning Guard today.

"Brother Li is righteous; I will definitely report this merit to Lord Jiang."

Li Rui was stunned.

Then he understood that Ning Zhongtian must have mistakenly thought he had taken the initiative to lure the Four-Armed Ghost away for the sake of the Anning Guard.

It was just to hide his trump card.

He didn't have the certainty of killing Wu Yun using only seven levels of strength.

That was why he did so.

Soon, Ge Hong, Wei Ming, and Tan Hu and the others also surrounded them.

Seeing that everyone was fine, Li Rui also laughed heartily: "It's good that we didn't die."

After such a great battle, the feeling that all comrades were still alive is something only those who have experienced it would understand.

Tan Hu stretched his big head and asked curiously: "Where did the four arms go?"

Li Rui understood.

Tan Hu was talking about the Four-Armed Ghost; he laughed lightly: "I often came to graze horses in this area when I was a horseman, so I was familiar with the terrain; I shook off the Four-Armed Ghost, and then I returned here, guessing that the Ghost Gui Ming Jiao people had already dispersed, so I left."

The few nodded.

Very reasonable.

Could Li Rui actually have killed the Four-Armed Ghost?

The Four-Armed Ghost could even kill Seventh-Rankers who had gathered Qi into form; Li Rui being able to save his life was already the limit, counter-killing was absolutely impossible.

Ning Zhongtian saw that all his subordinates above the Seventh Rank were fine.

Only then did his mood improve a little.

He looked at the Anning Guard soldiers lying on the ground wailing incessantly, sighing:

"Everyone count your losses; I will report it to Lord Jiang myself, and the compensation must not be a single cent less!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 184 =====