Chapter 118: Leave None Behind

Heh heh, still too young and naive, lacking experience. At this time, they are actually still worried about their magic treasures being defiled and are reluctant to use them, instead using magic power directly to cast spells to fight my Ten Thousand Ghost Profound Yin Storm.

My Profound Yin Storm is refined from vengeful spirits using secret methods; it only needs to be gently urged, without consuming much magic power. How could they possibly outlast me?

By the time their magic power is almost exhausted and they realize it, it will be too late to sacrifice their magic treasures to charge out and escape! Tsk tsk, I didn't expect this Ten Thousand Ghost Profound Yin Storm to have such power when it had only just taken initial shape. Once I refine it to completion and my cultivation is a bit higher, if I really encounter a Foundation Establishment cultivator, I should be able to save my little life!

It's a pity, there are really too few battlefields like Mangzhou where cultivators rarely move. After this battle, I'll probably have to lie low for a period of time, and I don't know when I'll be able to find another opportunity to continue refining the Ten Thousand Ghost Profound Yin Storm?

Fortunately, although the Ten Thousand Snake Vengeful Spirit Banner is extremely cumbersome and time-consuming to refine, unlike the Ten Thousand Ghost Profound Yin Storm which is so fast, after sixty years, it is finally about to come out of the oven, so it can be considered a truly formidable magic treasure for killing enemies and saving my life."

Wu Rong looked at the three young people within the Ten Thousand Ghost Profound Yin Storm, each using magic power to transform protective true energy covers to protect their bodies, and repeatedly pinching spell formulas, constantly casting Qingyuan Sect spells in an attempt to charge out, a sinister and mocking sneer appearing on his face, his thoughts surging in his heart.

Beside the dead horse's corpse, Xia Daoming looked at the black mist rolling back and forth at low altitude near the ground not far away, his eyes revealing a thoughtful look, not in a hurry to take action.

"Those three Qingyuan Sect disciples approached the evil Daoist to within six or seven zhang before taking action. It seems their magic treasure attacks are like a Grandmaster's energy transformation killing from a distance, also limited by distance.

That evil Daoist's black mist can only cover an area of about an acre, which should mean that the distance at which his evil arts can kill and trap enemies can only be within the range covered by the black mist.

I now have my spirit and energy combined, and my energy can kill from a distance of twelve zhang and still be under my control. Beyond twelve zhang, my spiritual sense scatters, and I cannot fully control the energy, so the power will be greatly weakened.

Calculating this way, these three and this evil Daoist are not considered formidable. However, this evil Daoist's black mist is quite evil; it can actually defile the three's magic treasures, causing them to lose their power.

But listening to the man's shouting just now, it seems that spells cast directly with magic power cannot be defiled by this black mist. It seems this black mist can only defile magic treasures.

Like my energy, and the Profound Dragon Spear, this black mist should have no way to defile them. If this is the case, for me, this black mist probably just serves a defensive purpose.

As for defense, if the strength is great enough, it should be able to break it. However, caution is the priority, so there's no rush. I'll observe a bit more. Since those three are from the Qingyuan Sect, one of the three major cultivation sects of the Great Liang Kingdom, they should still have some life-saving skills, not comparable to the bottom-tier disciples of a third-rate sect like Ding Chushan."

In the darkness, Xia Daoming stared at the black mist while his brain turned rapidly, calculating.

Xia Daoming naturally learned of the great name of the Qingyuan Sect from Ding Chushan.

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While Wu Rong and the three young cultivators were fighting in the black mist, and Xia Daoming was lying dormant on the side peeping and watching the battle, the defensive battle of Li Cheng had already changed.

After suffering more than half casualties, the soldiers' fear of death had completely overwhelmed their fear of Ma Tong.

Moreover, at this time, Ma Tong's situation was also extremely dire.

Although he finally charged to the foot of the city gate, the Iron-Blood Guards beside him and that gray-robed old man had already fallen one after another, leaving only him alone.

Standing at the foot of the city gate, Ma Tong held his long-handled golden hammer high, just about to smash open the city gate, when suddenly shouts arose outside the city.

"Defeated! Defeated!"

"Run quickly!"

Ma Tong turned his head fiercely, and a mouthful of old blood almost sprayed out.

He saw that there was no one behind him; all the remaining soldiers turned around in a swarm and ran wildly toward the path they had come from.

Fortunately, on the other side, the black mist was still tightly covering the three young cultivators who had suddenly killed their way out, otherwise, even Ma Tong would have had to turn around and flee at this time.

Ma Tong felt a little more settled in his heart.

The city gate opened with a roar, and the sound of dragons chanting and tigers roaring rang out.

A dazzling white blade light and a black spear light killed their way out from the opened city gate.

Ma Tong's expression changed suddenly. While brandishing his golden hammer, he tapped his toes on the ground, and his whole body retreated rapidly.

"Clang! Clang!"

A large saber and a long spear followed closely, killing their way out of the city gate, blade lights and spear points striking the golden rock produced by Ma Tong's golden hammer like a violent storm.

That golden rock exploded instantly, transforming into bursts of wild wind, rolling up dust and broken stones that filled the sky.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Behind Ji Yuanzhen and Liang Liang Jingtang, Master Yuchi Xiao and a group of Tenglong Prefecture disciples led a group of city defense elites, rushing out of the city gate like a tide, killing the fleeing defeated soldiers.

The city defense army charged up, hacking and killing the defeated soldiers who had fallen behind.

In the blink of an eye, the defeated soldiers fell to the ground one after another.

However, more defeated soldiers had already fled far away, and it seemed difficult to keep them.

But just at this moment, dense figures suddenly appeared outside the city like ghosts.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Shouts of killing suddenly arose.

With pursuers behind and blockers in front, the few remaining defeated soldiers were completely desperate. Many simply threw away their weapons, raised their hands high, and shouted: "Don't kill me, the small one surrenders, the small one surrenders!"

"Surrender! You bunch of demons who have killed so many innocent commoners actually still want to surrender? And want us to spare your lives! Keep dreaming!" Master Yuchi Xiao revealed a ferocious look, rushed up, and with a spear thrust, pierced a soldier kneeling in front of him through and through.

"Leave none behind, kill them all!" Ji Ji Shouli's eyes were bloodshot, his whole body was filled with murderous aura, and with a saber swing, head after head rolled to the ground.

Inside the black mist, Wu Rong watched the soldiers outside fall to the ground one after another. Although he didn't pity their lives at all, now that they were in the same camp, seeing them suffer a miserable defeat and be killed, he felt a sense of being humiliated and frustrated.

Moreover, for the slaughter of Li Cheng and the searching and capturing of pregnant women, he still needed people to act as his claws and teeth.

If these people were all dead, in such a large Li Cheng, did he have to kill them himself, and search every household to find and capture pregnant women himself?

So Wu Rong's expression at this time was very ugly, and he wished he could kill a few city-guarding soldiers to vent his anger.

But unfortunately, the three disciples of the Qingyuan Sect not only had quite mysterious spells and considerable power, but their background was also quite rich; each of them carried spirit stones on their person.

They grabbed the spirit stones, constantly absorbing the spiritual energy within to replenish their consumption, while casting spells, actually supporting the attacks of the ghost infants hidden in the Ten Thousand Ghost Profound Yin Storm.

"It seems I can't drag this out, otherwise when Ma Tong is also defeated and flees, and the two Grandmasters over there are free, I might capsize in the gutter." Wu Rong raised his eyes again to look at Ma Tong's side, seeing that Ma Tong's situation was already bad under the attacks of the two Grandmasters, so he had to gloomily take out a white-boned, curved saber with a green-faced, fanged ghost head at the end of the handle.

Taking out a white-boned ghost-head curved saber, Wu Rong didn't rush to release it, but instead slashed his own wrist fiercely, fresh blood flowing along the blade to the blade body and gathering at the ghost head at the end of the handle.

The ghost head, which was originally a dead object, seemed to come alive after being stained with fresh blood, opening its mouth to constantly suck the fresh blood.

The ghost-head curved saber became increasingly white-boned, and the blade body began to hum and vibrate, as if it were about to fly out of his hand.

Seeing this, Wu Rong then pressed a few points on his wrist to seal the blood, then sacrificed the ghost-head curved saber and pointed it at the beautiful woman in red in the distance.

That woman in red was good at casting the Fire Snake Spell; the fire snakes danced wildly, the flames were soaring, and it had a very strong lethality against vengeful spirits.

On the contrary, the silver dragon cast by the man in white had average lethality against vengeful spirits.

The ghost-head curved saber rolled up a burst of cold, white-boned blade energy, passed through the black mist, and killed its way toward the woman in red.

Before the blade arrived, the woman in red felt the pressing, cold blade energy, and there were miserable ghost screams ringing in her ears, making her heart...

soul become terrified and uneasy.

The woman in red hurriedly commanded the fire snake to block it.

But the ghost-head curved saber just twisted in the air, and the fire snake was twisted off, turning into sparks and passing away.

Seeing this, the man in white hurriedly pinched a spell formula and pointed at the ghost-head curved saber, and a silver dragon raised its claws to kill the ghost-head curved saber.

"Bang! Bang!"

Just twice, the silver dragon was also beheaded.

Seeing this, the woman in blue hurriedly followed by condensing a water-blue ice sword to block the ghost-head curved saber.

At this time, the woman in red also caught her breath and hurriedly continued to cast the Fire Snake Spell to kill.

The three cast spells simultaneously, joining forces to deal with the ghost-head curved saber, while also having to be distracted to deal with the ghost infant claws that occasionally emerged from the black mist.

For a time, magic power poured out like a bursting flood, and the spiritual energy absorbed from the spirit stones was far from enough to supply the consumption of magic power.

"White Bone Soul-Startling Saber! You are Wu Rong!" At this time, the woman in blue seemed to suddenly remember something, her face suddenly turning somewhat deathly pale, and she exclaimed.

"Tsk tsk, it seems this old Daoist still has quite a reputation, actually even your Qingyuan Sect has heard of my name." Wu Rong emitted a triumphant cold laugh.

"Since it is this evil Daoist, we can't hold back anymore. Sacrifice the magic treasures and charge out." The man in white finally realized and acted ruthlessly.

While speaking, the silver sword that looked as if it were covered in rust was taken out by him again.

Looking at the silver sword floating in front of him, the man in white revealed a look of heartache.

This silver sword was a mid-tier magic treasure he had bought after clearing out all his savings, and it was also his life-saving weapon he relied on. Now it was about to be destroyed here, how could he not be heartbroken?

The woman in red similarly took out the red ribbon with heartache.

The woman in blue silently took out the mirror and released a blue water screen to protect the three.

She had no background in the sect and had no offensive magic treasures, not even this low-tier defensive magic treasure, the Azure Wave Water Shadow Mirror! It was something she had obtained by accident.

With the blue-clad woman helping to defend, the white-clad man and the red-clad woman put their full effort into controlling their magic treasures, single-mindedly charging outward to kill.

Wu Rong was a figure ranked very low on the Great Liang Kingdom's evil cultivator wanted list.

But even so, the three dared not fight anymore at this time, only wanting to charge out.

Because those who could be on the list were all cruel and had some means.

Even an evil cultivator at the bottom of the list could not be underestimated.

Like Wu Rong's White Bone Soul-Startling Saber, it could disturb the soul through the clash of magic treasures, making people restless, so that the opponent could only display seven or eight percent of their ten percent ability.

Not only that, it was said that the White Bone Soul-Startling Saber could also absorb human blood energy, making people weaker the more they fought.

This was also the reason why the woman in blue did not hesitate to sacrifice the Azure Wave Water Shadow Mirror.

The three did not hesitate to let their magic treasures be defiled and damaged, charging out with all their might. Wu Rong's pressure suddenly increased, and his magic power also began to pour out in large quantities.

The black mist rolled even more violently.

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