From one person to nine to five

Chapter 802 Ghost Tiger (1)

Xu Fu stepped into the Shadow Moon Forest. He sensed a strong evil aura, which came from Guihu Yihu.

Xu Fu knew that he had to stop Guihu and his family and uncover the secret of Shadow Moon Forest, otherwise the entire Central Plains would be in crisis.

Guihu Yihu stood in an open space, his eyes staring at Xu Fu like a venomous snake. He sneered and said, "Swordsman from the Central Plains, do you think you can defeat me? This is my territory, and you will never be able to leave here."

Xu Fu smiled slightly, without any fear in his eyes. He slowly drew out the "Qingfeng" sword, and the sword body made a crisp dragon roar, as if responding to Xu Fu's determination.

The battle began. Guihu Yihu was the first to launch the attack. He quickly formed seals with his hands in the air, muttering something, and streams of black mist gushed out of his body, quickly filling the entire open space.

The mist contained a powerful evil force, which rushed towards Xu Fu as if it had life. Xu Fu felt the oppression of this evil force, but he did not retreat.

He wielded the Qingfeng sword, and the sword light flowed out like water, cutting off the black mist one by one. The sword light collided with the mist, making a "sizzling" sound, as if it was a collision between light and darkness.

Seeing this, Guihu Yihu's eyes flashed with anger. He increased the power of his magic, and the black mist became thicker. It began to condense into the shapes of various evil creatures, including wolves, snakes, and hideous ghosts.

These creatures emerged from the fog and launched a fierce attack on Xu Fu.

Xu Fu's swordsmanship showed its power at this time. His sword was like a nimble dragon, drawing beautiful arcs in the air. He first used his sword energy to drive back the evil creatures, and then found the right opportunity to pierce their bodies with his sword.

As the sword flashed, the evil creatures let out miserable screams and turned into black mist that dissipated into the air.

However, Guihu Yihu's witchcraft did not stop there. He chanted the spell again, and this time his hands drew a huge rune in the air, and the rune emitted a strange red light.

As he gestured, red rays of light shot out from the runes and shot towards Xu Fu like sharp arrows.

Although Xu Fu's swordsmanship was superb, he still felt a little pressure in the face of these red rays. He kept dodging, but a few rays still brushed past his body, leaving a few burn marks on his clothes.

Xu Fu knew that he couldn't just keep defending passively like this, he had to find a chance to counterattack. He began to observe Gui Hu Yi Hu's movements, looking for his flaws.

Xu Fu discovered that when Gui Hu Yi Hu cast a spell, his body would tremble slightly, which was the moment when his power was released. Xu Fu decided to use this opportunity to launch an attack. When Gui Hu Yi Hu chanted the spell again, Xu Fu suddenly rushed over.

He was extremely fast, like a flash of lightning, and in an instant he arrived in front of Guihu Yihu. When Guihu Yihu saw Xu Fu rushing over, he was startled, but he did not panic.

He waved his hands, and a black light curtain appeared in front of him, trying to block Xu Fu's attack. However, Xu Fu's swordsmanship had reached a superb level.

His "Qingfeng" sword drew a graceful arc in the air, and the sword light was like a flash of lightning, piercing through the black light curtain and pointing directly at Guihu Yihu's chest. Guihu Yihu felt a strong sword energy coming, and he had to retreat.

Although Xu Fu's sword did not pierce him, it made him feel a little scared. He knew that he could not underestimate this swordsman from the Central Plains, and he had to use his witchcraft more carefully.

Guihu Yihu chanted the spell again, and this time he drew a more complicated rune in the air with his hands. The rune emitted a strong black light, and the entire open space was covered by this black light.

Xu Fu felt a powerful pressure coming from all directions, his body was tightly bound and he could not move.

When Guihu Yihu saw Xu Fu trapped, he showed a smug smile on his face. He slowly walked towards Xu Fu and said, "Central Plains Swordsman, you finally lost to my witchcraft."

Although Xu Fu was trapped, there was still no fear in his eyes. He knew that this was not the end for him. He took a deep breath and began to gather his inner strength.

His body began to emanate a powerful aura, which collided with Guihu Yihu's witchcraft, making a "sizzling" sound.

Xu Fu's inner strength became stronger and stronger, and he felt the restraints on his body begin to loosen. He shouted loudly, and a powerful force suddenly burst out of his body, shaking off Gui Hu Yi Hu's witchcraft.

His body was like an eagle that had broken free from its restraints and instantly regained its freedom.

When Guihu Yihu saw Xu Fu break free from his witchcraft, he was shocked. He knew he couldn't delay any longer and had to go all out.

He chanted the spell again, and this time his hands drew a huge black circle in the air. The circle emitted a strong black light, and the entire open space was enveloped by this black light.

Xu Fu felt a powerful evil force surging out from the ring, which was stronger than any previous time.

He knew that this was Guihu Ichihu's last killing move. He clenched the "Qingfeng" sword tightly, ready to meet this final challenge.

Gui Hu Yihu waved his hands in the air, and the black ring began to rotate. As the ring rotated, black rays shot out from the ring, and these rays shot towards Xu Fu like sharp arrows. Xu Fu waved the "Qingfeng" sword, and the sword light splashed out like flowing water, cutting off those black rays one by one.

However, the number of these black rays increased, and Xu Fu felt that his swordsmanship was somewhat inadequate. At this moment, Xu Fu suddenly remembered the essence of his swordsmanship - the last move of "Qingfeng Swordsmanship" - "Qingfeng Brushing the Face".

This move was the most powerful one in his ancestral swordsmanship, and it was also a move he had never used before. He knew that now was the time to use this move. Xu Fu took a deep breath, and his body began to radiate a powerful aura.

His "Qingfeng" sword drew a graceful arc in the air, and the sword light was like a breeze, instantly filling the entire open space.

The sword light collided with Guihu Yihu's black light, making a "sizzling" sound, as if it was a collision between light and darkness. Guihu Yihu was shocked when he saw Xu Fu use this move. He knew that he could no longer resist the power of this move. His body began to tremble, and his witchcraft began to lose control. Cracks began to appear in the black ring, and the black light began to become chaotic.

Xu Fu's "Fresh Breeze on the Face" was like a breeze, instantly penetrating Guihu Yihu's witchcraft. His "Fresh Breeze" sword pointed directly at Guihu Yihu's chest, and the sword light was like a flash of lightning, instantly penetrating Guihu Yihu's body.

Guihu Yihu's screams echoed in the air, but his body did not completely dissipate as Xu Fu had expected.

At the last moment, the black runes all over his body flashed with strong light, and his body turned into a thick ghost fog, which quickly dispersed in the air like a black whirlwind, cleverly avoiding Xu Fu's fatal sword.

Xu Fu's sword pierced into the air, and the tip of the sword carried a hint of unwillingness, which cut tiny cracks in the ghost fog, but these cracks quickly healed again.

Guihu Yihu's voice came from all directions, with a hint of a cold smile: "Central Plains Swordsman, do you think you can kill me easily? My witchcraft is not what you can imagine!" Xu Fu's heart trembled. He knew that Guihu Yihu was not dead, and his witchcraft seemed to be even more weird and powerful.

He quickly sheathed his sword and looked around vigilantly, looking for the trace of Guihu Yihu. At this time, the ghost fog began to condense in the air, forming blurry shadows, which flashed a faint red light under the moonlight, as if countless pairs of evil eyes were staring at Xu Fu.

Suddenly, a low roar came from the ghost fog, and then a huge black figure rushed out of the fog and headed straight towards Xu Fu.

The figure was like a huge tiger, with black scales all over its body and eyes like burning flames, emitting an evil aura. Xu Fu thought to himself, "Is this the true form of Guihu Yihu?" Facing this sudden attack, Xu Fu did not hesitate at all.

He drew out the Qingfeng sword again, and the blade flashed coldly in the moonlight. He swung the sword towards the huge black figure, and the sword light was like a flash of lightning, instantly piercing into the chest of the black figure.

However, just as the tip of the sword touched the figure, a strange wave was heard, and the figure suddenly dissipated like a phantom, turning into a denser ghost fog that enveloped Xu Fu.

Xu Fu felt a strong sense of oppression coming from all directions. The ghost fog contained a powerful evil force that tried to devour him.

His body was tightly entangled by the ghost fog, as if entangled by countless black snakes, and it was difficult to move. Gui Hu Yihu's voice sounded again: "Central Plains Swordsman, you have been trapped by my ghost fog. No matter how powerful your swordsmanship is, you can't escape my witchcraft!"

Xu Fu knew that if he could not break the shackles of the ghost fog, he would be in a desperate situation. He took a deep breath and began to gather all his internal strength. His body exuded a powerful aura, which collided with the ghost fog, making a "sizzling" sound.

Xu Fu's "Qingfeng" sword was unsheathed again, and the sword light was like a breeze, instantly penetrating the shackles of the ghost fog. Wherever the sword light went, the ghost fog dissipated. Xu Fu's body was like an eagle that broke free from its shackles, and instantly regained its freedom.

He wielded the "Qingfeng" sword, and the sword light was like lightning, constantly slashing at the ghost fog. Under the attack of the sword light, the ghost fog gradually became thinner, but it still resisted tenaciously.

When Gui Hu Yi Hu saw that his ghost fog could not trap Xu Fu, he was shocked. He knew that he had to use his last trump card. He chanted the spell again, and this time his hands drew a huge black rune in the air. The rune emitted a strong black light, and the entire open space was covered by this black light.

As he gestured, black rays of light shot out from the runes, and these rays of light shot towards Xu Fu like sharp arrows.

Xu Fu's heart tightened when he saw the black light. His eyes flashed with madness and unwillingness, and a ferocious smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Zhongyuan Swordsman, do you think you can defeat me like this? I still have one last trick - Ghost Blade Thousand Slashes!"

A cold light flashed from Guihu Yihu's waist, and he drew out the samurai sword from his waist. The sword was pitch black, and the blade emitted a strange red light, as if it had absorbed the resentment of countless wronged souls.

There were complex runes engraved on the handle of the knife. These runes glowed faintly in the moonlight, as if telling of the evil power of the knife.

Xu Fu's heart tightened when he saw Guihu Ichihu draw his samurai sword. He knew that this sword was no ordinary weapon, and Guihu Ichihu's "Demon Blade Thousand Slashes" must be an extremely powerful move.

He tightly grasped the "Qingfeng" sword, the blade flashing coldly in the moonlight, ready to meet Guihu Yihu's attack at any time. Guihu Yihu held the samurai sword tightly with both hands, the tip of the sword pointed at Xu Fu, and his voice was a little cold: "Zhongyuan swordsman, are you ready to face my ghost blade thousand slashes? This move will be your last nightmare!"

Xu Fu smiled slightly, without any fear in his eyes: "Come on, I want to see how powerful your Ghost Blade Thousand Slashes is!"

Guihu Yihu shouted loudly, and his body rushed towards Xu Fu like a black whirlwind. His samurai sword drew strange arcs in the air, and each arc carried a powerful evil force, as if it was about to tear the air apart.

The knife light flashed, like countless black lightning, instantly surrounding Xu Fu. Xu Fu felt a strong sense of oppression coming from all directions, and Guihu Yihu's knife light surged towards him like a tide.

He knew that the power of this move was far greater than the previous witchcraft, and he had to go all out. He swung the "Qingfeng" sword, and the sword light was like a breeze, instantly facing Guihu Yihu's knife light.

The sword light and the knife light collided violently in the air, making a "ding-dang-dang" sound, as if it was a confrontation between metal and metal.

Xu Fu's swordsmanship was agile and elegant, like flowing clouds and running water. His "Qingfeng" sword drew graceful arcs in the air, dissolving Guihu Yihu's sword lights one by one.

However, Guihu Ichihu's "Ghost Blade Thousand Slashes" surged like a tide, and Xu Fu felt that his swordsmanship was somewhat powerless. "Central Plains Swordsman, do you think you can defeat me like this? My strength has just begun!" Guihu Ichihu's voice echoed in the air like thunder.

His hands once again drew a huge black rune in the air, and the rune emitted a strong black light, covering the entire open space. Following his gestures, black rays of light shot out from the rune, and these rays of light shot towards Xu Fu like sharp arrows.

Xu Fu felt a powerful impact coming from all directions, and his body was swept into the storm like a leaf.

His "Qingfeng" sword was knocked away, and his body fell heavily to the ground. He felt a sharp pain coming from his whole body, but he didn't have time to feel the pain.

He saw Guihu Ichihu's body re-condensing in the storm, and a hint of madness flashed in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)