Chapter 76

"Hehe, this kid probably still has plenty of good things on him. I certainly have no objection to you only wanting this magic treasure, as long as you don't regret it later."

Zhao Iron Cannon responded to Ghost Head, who was attacking, while carefully approaching the battlefield.

Seeing that these two looked down on him so much in their words, Song Qingming felt some anger in his heart, but he still did not act rashly. He tried his best to stabilize his mindset and did not let these two easily provoke him.

Having just blocked the attack from Ghost Head's black gourd, and before he had time to put away the Black Gold Shield, Song Qingming felt a cold glint strike from behind.

Seeing that it was too late to turn the Black Gold Shield to his back, Song Qingming hurriedly channeled his spiritual power and released a yellow protective aura to guard his back.

Just as the protective aura formed, a cyan dagger appeared behind Song Qingming. His protective aura only blocked it slightly before being easily pierced through by the dagger.

Fortunately, using this brief moment, Song Qingming had slightly turned his body and retreated to the side, dodging the direct attack of the cyan dagger.

The person using the cyan dagger to ambush him was none other than Zhao Iron Cannon. Taking advantage of Ghost Head's frontal distraction, this guy had carefully crept behind Song Qingming and launched an ambush with a dagger, nearly severely wounding Song Qingming in one strike.

Although Song Qingming had dodged the strike, he was still grazed on the shoulder. Fortunately, the Great Elder had previously used the skin of the Iron-Mouthed Pig he had to craft a soft armor for him. Relying on the protection of this magic garment, Zhao Tiepao's strike did not cause him any damage.

These two—one attracting his attention, the other specifically waiting for his defense to be weak to launch a sneak attack—had a practiced coordination that no longer required verbal communication. The two in front were deliberately provoking him with words, presumably wanting him to attack and reveal a flaw.

The dagger magic treasure Zhao Tiepao had just used, although not of a high grade, likely had some stealth functions. It was silent when attacking and was truly a magic treasure very well-suited for ambushes. It had nearly caused Song Qingming to suffer a great loss just now.

After retreating from the range of the two's attack, Song Qingming felt a lingering fear. He had truly underestimated these two guys with their evil grins.

Seeing that his strike had failed to achieve its goal, Zhao Iron Cannon was also very surprised. After exchanging a glance with Ghost Head in the distance, the two did not give Song Qingming a chance to catch his breath and attacked together again.

This time, Ghost Head did not choose to continue using the gourd magic treasure, but switched to a long saber wreathed in green energy, and together with Zhao Iron Cannon, they lunged fiercely at Song Qingming.

However, the power of this magic treasure of Ghost Head's was not as great as the gourd magic treasure he had used previously. It looked like an ordinary mid-grade magic treasure. Including Zhao Iron Cannon's dagger magic treasure, their frontal attacks were not strong, and their successive attacks were all easily blocked by the Black Gold Shield in Song Qingming's hand.

After more than a dozen rounds, the battlefield suddenly fell into a stalemate. Zhao Tiepao and his companion were unable to break through the defense of the Black Gold Shield in Song Qingming's hand.

Song Qingming also poured all his energy into defense, wanting to rely on the thick spiritual power in his body to wear them out. These two had chased him for so long, so their internal spiritual power should not be much left. The longer he could drag it out, the greater his chances of winning would be.

Seeing that Song Qingming only defended and did not attack, Zhao Iron Cannon also saw through his intentions. Taking advantage of a gap in the battle, he quickly gave Ghost Head a wink.

After receiving the signal, Ghost Head gripped the big saber and soared into the sky, increasing the injection of spiritual power into the green saber, and slashed down at Song Qingming again.

Song Qingming raised the Black Gold Shield, intending to take this blow.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Tiepao on the other side suddenly threw a small silver iron block at the Black Gold Shield. After the silver iron block touched the Black Gold Shield, it did not cause any damage, but instead stuck firmly to the magic treasure.

Seeing that the silver iron block had attached to the Black Gold Shield, Zhao Tiepao was secretly delighted and laughed wildly, "Kid, you've been tricked!"

As soon as the silver iron block stuck to the Black Gold Shield, Song Qingming immediately felt the connection between himself and the Black Gold Shield suddenly severed. The Black Gold Shield, which had been shining brightly just a moment ago, quickly became dim, turned into a palm-sized black iron plate, and fell to the ground.

The sudden failure of the Black Gold Shield caught Song Qingming off guard, and he could only barely meet Ghost Head's powerful blow with the White Jade Sword in his hand.

With a loud "Bang!", Song Qingming was shaken back more than ten steps by Ghost Head's saber.

Before he could catch his breath, Zhao Tiepao chuckled and killed his way to Song Qingming's front, holding the cyan dagger.

At such close range, without the defense of the Black Gold Shield, in Zhao Tiepao's eyes, Song Qingming was already a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Unexpectedly, just as he approached Song Qingming, he discovered that Song Qingming, who should have had a face full of despair, was actually giving him a strange smile.

"This kid, could it be he still has a trump card?"

Before Zhao Tiepao could figure out this question, a purple light suddenly lit up between the two. A golden bronze umbrella had already appeared in Song Qingming's hand. The bronze umbrella spun rapidly, instantly blocking the cyan dagger used by Zhao Tiepao.

"Damn, he actually has another defensive magic treasure. This kid is truly a big fish."

Seeing that Song Qingming had used another defensive magic treasure, Zhao Tiepao could only put away the cyan dagger with unwillingness, wanting to temporarily withdraw from the battlefield.

Unexpectedly, several thin golden needles suddenly shot out from the center of the golden bronze umbrella in Song Qingming's hand, instantly shooting into Zhao Tiepao's eyes.

"Ah!"

Zhao Tiepao let out a scream, covering one of his eyes with his hand. Although he had instinctively tilted his head to avoid several golden needles shot from the bronze umbrella, two still accurately shot into his eyes, causing him to sit on the ground in pain.

Hearing Zhao Iron Cannon's scream, Ghost Head, who was on the side, was also stunned. He hurriedly picked up the Black Gold Shield that Song Qingming had dropped on the ground and rushed over to support Zhao Iron Cannon.

Unexpectedly, a giant white tiger suddenly appeared in front of Ghost Head. Thunder light flashed in the giant tiger's mouth, and it spat out a ball of thunder fire, quickly interrupting Ghost Head's advance. It was the Thunder Tiger puppet beast that Song Qingming had not refined long ago.

After letting the puppet beast entangle Ghost Head, Song Qingming seized the time and held the White Jade Sword, quickly killing towards Zhao Iron Cannon, who was still screaming.

Blood was constantly gushing from one of Zhao Tiepao's eyes, and even Song Qingming's movements looked a bit blurry to him. He could not confront Song Qingming head-on at all and could only instinctively release several defensive spirit talismans to temporarily block Song Qingming's attack.

The sudden loss of one eye also caused Zhao Iron Cannon to lose much of his combat power. At this moment, he could only pin his hopes on Ghost Head arriving quickly to support him.

However, facing the sharp attacks of the Thunder Tiger puppet beast, although Ghost Head was also very anxious in his heart, he could not break free in a short time.

After all the spirit talismans were used up, Zhao Tiepao wanted to pull away and flee in despair, but Song Qingming did not give him this chance at all. The Bai Yu Sword spun at high speed, and soon cut off Zhao Tiepao's head with one sword strike.

(End of chapter)