Mushroom Man

Chapter 117 Ghost Rider, Bloody Storm (Subscribe)
"Hey!"

The Ferghana horse stamped its hooves on the spot, snorting from time to time, looking full of fighting spirit.

It rushed thousands of miles, from the Wu family's land all the way to the nine-story bronze tower, and was already sweating profusely.

This sweat was like blood. Once it flowed out, it turned into sticky flames and burned fiercely, leaving fire marks on the ground.

This is the Ferghana Dragon Horse!

This kind of mushroom beast only exists in the Western Regions.

It is said that once this mushroom beast starts running, it cannot stop. Its blood will evaporate into sweat and ignite a raging fire.

The Ferghana Dragon Colt has been running since its birth until its blood evaporates and its life comes to an end.

As a result, the Ferghana Dragon Colt rarely survives to the fourth level.

Without the intervention of the mushroom master, the lifespan of this mushroom beast is pitifully short.

Moreover, the Ferghana Colt has an extremely fierce temperament and is difficult to be tamed by mushroom masters.

Once someone is able to tame this wild horse, the Ferghana horse will regard the person as its lifelong master and will be loyal to him until death.

It is conceivable what a huge price Chief Wu paid to be able to raise such a fierce horse and even nurture it to the fourth level.

It can be said that most of the resources of the entire Wu family are used on this blood-sweating dragon horse.

"Horse, horse, my horse..."

The confused Chief Wu saw the Ferghana Dragon Colt coming to save him, and a flash of clarity suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he recognized his own horse.

Almost instinctively, he used his hands and feet to jump onto the horse.

At this moment, he was still in a state of soul leaving his body, and should not be able to touch physical objects.

However, unexpectedly, he sat steadily on the Ferghana Dragon Colt.

When everyone saw this, they looked at it carefully and suddenly realized what was going on.

It turned out that Chief Wu had used some kind of mushroom to merge his soul and the blood dragon colt's soul together.

A man and a horse, each has nearly half of the other's soul.

This is also why the thousand souls of Chief Wu are beast souls with human bodies and horse faces.

In a sense, the Ferghana Dragon Colt is also the leader of the Wu clan.

It’s just that due to limited means, it is impossible to do something like splitting the soul, having self-awareness, and being as intelligent as a real person.

"boom!"

As Chief Wu mounted the Ferghana Dragon Horse, the originally blazing red flames turned into ghostly blue fire.

After all the trouble, Chief Wu's aura did not decrease but increased.

Although he is still far inferior to Abbot Shanren, he is obviously much stronger than the two clan leaders Yan and Wang.

"good chance!"

At the same time, the two clan leaders, King Yan, reacted and stopped looking for the bronze door.

They looked at the collapsed rubble, and a terrifying gleam flashed in their eyes.

Now, Abbot Shanren was caught off guard and was hit hard by the fourth-level mushroom beast. He might have been seriously injured.

If they took this opportunity to turn against him and kill him while he was weak, they might be able to get rid of this devil, regain their freedom and save their lives!

However, if Abbot Shanren wasn't severely injured by the Ferghana Dragon Horse, and if they failed to kill him with one strike...

Their fate can be imagined, they will definitely die without a burial place.

At that time, Abbot Shanren only needs a thought to detonate the mushroom poison in their bodies and make them pay the price with blood.

Thinking of this, Patriarch Wang and Patriarch Yan couldn't help but look at each other.

They both saw some hesitation in each other's eyes.

And it was precisely because of this moment of hesitation that they completely missed the opportunity.

Just hear a loud "boom"!
The pile of blue bricks and rubble suddenly exploded, and Abbot Shanren walked out from the billowing smoke and dust.

At this time, he had already removed the Rakshasa mushroom and transformed back.

For a moment, Abbot Shanren looked quite embarrassed, his robes were tattered and he was covered in dust.

However, it is a pity that...

Abbot Shanren did not suffer any injuries on his body, and it could even be said that he was not hurt at all.

The reason for this was entirely because he activated the Iron Cloth Mushroom at the critical moment.

Like the golden bell mushroom, the iron cloth mushroom is a unique mushroom in Buddhism and belongs to the defensive mushroom category.

Abbot Shanren used his cassock as a price to block the powerful attack of the fourth-level mushroom beast.

As a result, the good robes became the tattered state they are today.

"what……"

"do you know?"

"This is my favorite robe, but now it has been destroyed by an ant."

Abbot Shanren grinned with a creepy look, which made people feel inexplicably terrified.

He looked up at Chief Wu, his tone gradually becoming more sinister and terrifying.

This happened again and again, and bad luck came one after another.

Either the bronze tower is about to collapse, or they have found the wrong bronze door.

Now they want to kill the leader of the Wu clan, and they have suffered setbacks one after another. It would be difficult for anyone to remain calm and they would definitely be furious.

Abbot Shanren is no exception.

He didn't say any more nonsense, but directly used his bloody killing move... a bloody storm!
I don’t know how many killing moves he has used.

You know, for an ordinary mushroom master, it is already pretty good to have one or two killer moves.

From this we can see that Abbot Shanren’s background is so rich that it is simply astonishing.

In an instant, a bloody storm broke out on the field.

The stench of the wind was so unbearable that it filled the place with smoke and made it impossible to open your eyes.

Blood rain fell from the sky, and wherever it passed, no grass grew, turning into pus and blood.

The bloody storm did not distinguish between friend and foe and directly covered the entire sixth floor!

"What happened..."

Having missed the opportunity, Patriarchs Yan and Wang had no choice but to lay low and hide their intentions. Forced to do nothing, they each resorted to various means to resist the bloody storm.

However, ordinary means are simply unable to stop the bloody storm.

The bloody wind was pervasive, and any slight gap would be able to blow the bloody rain in.

In this situation, the two clan leaders, King Yan, used four or five defensive mushrooms in succession to barely block the bloody storm.

Even so, they became miserable, and many parts of their bodies were affected and festered with blood.

On the other hand, Yan Wuxin and Wu Liang were not affected at all, perhaps because of the blood curtain set up by the abbot in advance.

Even at this time, Wu Liang still had the leisure to continue urging people to share the hardships and eliminate the mushroom poison.

As for others, they were not so lucky.

The bloody killing move was no less effective than the Buddha's Light that Abbot Shanren had previously used.

If the abbot doesn't take action, it's fine, but once he does, he's aiming to take someone's life!
The Ferghana dragon colt sensed danger and ran around carrying Chief Wu on its back.

However, no matter how fast it is, it cannot be faster than the bloody storm.

Soon, a bloody storm fell upon them.

The blood-sweating dragon colt howled, and its body was covered with blood holes.

Blood flowed out and turned into ghostly blue fire that dripped onto the ground, turning everything it passed into a sea of ​​fire.

These ghost fires do not hurt people, they only hurt souls.

The two clan leaders, King Yan, moved around and avoided him like snakes and scorpions, not daring to get close at all.

Chief Wu was also hit by the bloody storm.

Perhaps it was because he was still a soul, so he was not in as much pain as the Ferghana Dragon Colt.

However, he lost the souls of at least a hundred people because of this.

And as time goes by, the soul's essence continues to fade away.

If this pace continues, even Abbot Shanren will no longer pay attention to Patriarch Wu.

Chieftain Wu will also die and his soul will be scattered due to the loss of his soul.

But this is not the end...

The impact of Abbot Shanren's bloody storm goes far beyond this.

Under the influence of the bloody storm, the surrounding fog gradually thinned and showed signs of collapse.

Faintly, the howling of beasts could be heard in the fog.

It was obviously the sound made by the evil beast hiding in the dark on the sixth floor, which was affected.

At the same time, what a coincidence!
Just hear a "swish" sound!
The bloody storm that covered the entire sixth floor blew into a corner.

Then a figure appeared in the corner.

This man is tall and strong.

Obviously, it was the martial artist who followed Chief Wu secretly!
For a moment, everyone looked towards him.

Abbot Shanren sneered when he saw this.

"So my good disciple is here too."

"Since you're already here, why are you hiding?"

"Just when I was about to clean up my mess, I didn't expect you to come to my door."

"Wu Monk, you and Vinny betrayed me. What else do you have to say?"

Martial artists have long since developed a body of iron and steel, and can still hold on for a while even in the face of bloody storms.

So he was not panicked, but his face looked a little ugly because he was exposed.

When Wu Xingzhe heard the abbot's words, he snorted coldly.

At this moment, he was no longer the coward who was afraid of the abbot.

Because of the nun, he has recovered his once distorted cognition.

In the past, if he had heard the abbot ask this question, he would have been frightened and admitted his mistake.

But now...

"You are a devil, you have committed many evil things, and everyone deserves to kill you."

"My junior sister and I wish we could devour your flesh and drink your blood to avenge our master."

"You took over our master's body, and yet you keep calling him a disciple and a traitor. It's truly ridiculous."

"Today, I will enforce justice on behalf of Heaven and eliminate this evil, you. I will use my mighty Vajra Palm!"

The martial artist knew that he was exposed and had no way to escape, so he made a quick decision and attacked directly.

He kicked his feet and shot out like an arrow.

A huge golden handprint carrying tremendous power came towards Abbot Shanren.

"Master?"

"Your master only taught you to the second level, and I trained you to the fourth level."

"I taught you all your skills, but now you're using them against me?"

Abbot Shanren spoke in a stern tone, not taking Wu Xingzhe seriously at all.

The Vajra Palm is also one of the 72 unique skills of Buddhism and is a powerful killing move.

What matters is the force and power to split mountains and rocks.

However, this killer move has a drawback, which is that it is difficult to hit...

Abbot Shanren moved his body, slightly deviated his feet, and dodged the palm strike from Wu Xingzhe.

Then he retaliated by raising his hand and slapping the martial artist on the back.

"you……"

The warrior withdrew, his brow furrowed.

He opened his mouth and was about to say something, but his expression suddenly changed.

"No, it's poisonous!"

(End of this chapter)