Sword from the Immortal Mountain

Chapter 75: Sword Comes

"Who else?"

There was a hint of doubt in Zhan Chun's tone.

For those who are used to planning and having everything planned out, once an unexpected event occurs, they will become extremely suspicious, fearing that they may be "attacked from behind".

For tonight's situation, Zhan Chun took every aspect into consideration and deployed many spies inside and outside the valley. He only saw a black sedan entering the Evil Tiger Valley.

The sedan seemed light and there was no sense of human presence.

If there is someone sitting inside, it must be a very powerful person...

The wind is blowing.

Not a cold wind, but a fresh breeze.

The breeze lifted the curtain of the sedan chair, and it seemed that someone was about to come out.

Swish swish!
The evil flags embroidered with white skulls on all four sides fluttered at the same time. The eight empty holes burst out with a strange green light, and they all stared at the sedan chair to see who was hiding inside.

A flash of sword light suddenly appeared, as if wrapped in the wind, elegant and ethereal.

The sword light did not come from the sedan chair, but came from behind a tree outside.

Making noises in the east and attacking in the west?

Repairing the plank road in public and marching through Chencang in secret?
For a moment, Zhan Chun couldn't find the right words to describe the other party's tactics.

He roared angrily and appeared in the open space. His whole body changed dramatically. His face became green and his fangs became fangs. He grew two horns on his head and transformed into a ghost. He pounced towards the sudden sword light, preventing the other party from destroying the Four Ghosts Formation.

"The ghost is possessed!"

One of the three great magic arts of the Ghost Cult, along with "scapegoat".

It is also Zhan Chun’s trump card, and he will never use it unless it is absolutely necessary.

This technique may seem similar to the spirit-wielding technique, but in fact it is not. It is a technique of raising ghosts in oneself, combining them with humans, becoming almost one and inseparable.

Under normal circumstances, he is in human form; after using evil magic, he turns into a ghost.

The two can be switched between each other.

The higher the level of the ghost you raise, the more powerful it will naturally be.

The one owned by Zhan Chunyang is ranked seventh, which is pretty good.

But feeding ghosts with one's body, which is neither human nor ghost, is doomed to have no good end.

Every time it is performed, it will increase the burden on the human body, leading to decline, illness, shortened lifespan, etc.

But now the situation is out of control. In the sword light, he sensed an inexplicable danger and had to fight quickly and decisively.

The sword light collided with the evil spirit.

In an instant, Zhan Chun saw the man with the sword.

He is a very young man, like a teenager.

He was dressed in ordinary clothes, without any luxurious air, but he was quite handsome.

The sword in his hand is definitely not a magic sword, it is just an ordinary sword.

this point is very important.

As we all know, it is difficult for ordinary weapons to cause damage to ghosts and gods.

Therefore, when warriors face ghosts and gods, they often smear their own blood on their weapons, using the masculine power of qi and blood to defeat ghosts and gods.

But this style of fighting is very exhausting. Even if you lose 800 of your own, you may not be able to kill 1,000 enemies.

Now the young man is holding an ordinary sword. What good can it do even if his swordsmanship is good?

Zhan Chun immediately regained his confidence, wondering if he had been paranoid because of the abbot's words and was thinking too much.

Even if the master brings helpers with him, what powerful people can he find in Yunshan Temple?

He then showed a grim smile and was ready to tear the young man into pieces.

laugh!
A light breeze suddenly blew in, and the sword light became brighter, like a ball of dazzling sunlight, illuminating every detail of the ferocious ghost.

Then, there was a burning pain.

Zhan Chun was filled with fear like a raging wave.

Of course he knew that the sword light was not real, but a visual effect created by his thoughts being focused on the sword tip. This scene was even more shocking than the real sword light.

In other words, as long as the thought is bestowed on the sword, the original ordinary sword will immediately be transformed into a magic sword.

What a powerful Dharma thought this is?
What kind of outrageous method is this?
In an instant, Zhan Chun felt the shadow of death approaching. He quickly retreated, trying to get out of the range of the sword light, out of the camp, and even out of the valley...

But it was useless.

The speed of the sword light was beyond imagination. As soon as it came into contact with the ghost, it pierced the center of its eyebrows.

A piercing pain came over me.

Zhan Chun let out a scream, and his ghost body began to struggle in pain. His huge body kept twisting, and then shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, trying to escape the stabbing of the sword by shrinking his body.

It even wanted to break free from Zhan Chun, split, and then escape.

But it is impossible. The human body and the ghost body are connected as one and difficult to separate.

The tearing pain made Zhan Chun howl.

He entered the underworld and practiced sorcery. He was thought to have become cold-blooded and heartless and didn't know what fear was.

But at this moment, he realized that he was not as strong as he thought, so he could only shout: "Save me! Lord Ghost, save me!"

The surroundings suddenly became quiet, so quiet that it was terrifying.

There seemed to be a sound coming from the house made of black stone in the middle.

quack quack!
It was as if something powerful was about to come down and would soon reveal itself.

"careful!"

The master of the temple shouted.

He felt something was wrong, and a terrifying aura began to emanate.

The white lantern immediately began to crack and looked like it would break at any time.

Fortunately, the next moment, the breath disappeared in an instant.

"save……"

Zhan Chun’s cries for help suddenly stopped. His skin and flesh were festering all over his body. In a few breaths, only a skeleton was left on the ground.

Chen Jin frowned. He originally wanted to keep the person alive and interrogate him.

Now it seems that it won't work.

This evil magic is strange and overbearing, leaving no room for chance.

The master of the temple breathed a sigh of relief: "The ghost did not come."

I wondered in my heart whether the other party was frightened by Chen Jin and dared not come, or whether he was restricted by certain conditions and could not come.

The lantern floated cautiously into the black stone house, and saw that it was indeed set up like a temple, with a ghost statue about three feet tall enshrined.

But at this moment, the statue was mottled and blurred, and could not be recognized at all. It no longer had the charm of the law, and had completely turned into a rotten wood, losing its meaning.

However, the master of the temple still felt a lingering fear when he thought of the terrifying aura that had just leaked out.

It is obvious that with the growth of faith and the continuous expansion of the power of the Ghost Cult, the ghost that is worshipped will become more and more powerful and will become a great threat.

What is even more puzzling is that the attitude of the imperial court officials was not to suppress the movement.

Is it that the Ghost Cult has all-powerful hands and eyes? Or is it that the imperial court is overwhelmed with its own affairs...

The world is becoming more and more unbearable.

The abbot looked around again and saw numerous corpses. The scene was extremely tragic. He had no idea how many people had been killed and even their identities were unknown.

As for the Four Ghosts Formation, it had also been broken, and the flags had turned into rags hanging on the poles.

"Let's burn this place down."

"it is good."

There were old pine forests all around, so it was easy to start a fire. With the help of the mountain wind, it didn't take long for the fire to spread into a sea of fire.

Wherever there is evil, purify it with fire.

I hope so……

(End of this chapter)