Mushroom Man

Chapter 130 A cornered beast fights on, a spent force (Please subscribe)
To defeat the demon?

Yan Wuxin calmed down and then gave Wu Liang a deep look.

as predicted……

No wonder I talked to him about whether we should cooperate or not.

It turns out this guy had a backup plan and was confident he could save his life.

I just don't know what methods this guy used to snatch the Ferghana Dragon Steed from Chief Wu.

Yan Wuxin suppressed his thoughts, knowing that his own survival would likely depend on this young man.

But even with the Ferghana dragon steed, could they really defeat Abbot Shanren, that demon...?

He gritted his teeth and decided to take the gamble with him, even though he was hesitant.

They have already offended the abbot to death. If the abbot doesn't die, they will be the ones who die.

Yan Wuxin was well aware of this, and immediately and decisively said, "Okay!"

"Since Brother Wu is determined to eliminate the demon, then I will risk my life to accompany you!"

Wu Liang was not surprised by this.

Now, their fortunes are intertwined; they are both in the same boat.

We will live and die together, and share weal and woe.

Having just made a vow, he now intends to use the Ferghana Dragon Steed to defeat the demon, and Yan Wuxin will naturally not stand idly by.

Wu Liang remained unfazed, confident in his ability to rely on rules and regulations and the fact that his Ferghana horse had recognized him as its master.

Without saying a word, he pulled Yan Wuxin onto the horse.

Right now, if he wants to deal with Abbot Shanren, one Ferghana horse is far from enough.

He was a second-level mushroom grower, and some of his mushrooms were even ruined by mushroom poisoning.

Even with the fourth-tier mushroom beast, the Ferghana Dragon Steed, they couldn't unleash its full potential like Chief Wu.

So he then pulled Yan Wuxin along.

Yan Wuxin was, after all, a prodigy of Zhaodi Town, the young patriarch of the Yan family, and a true third-level mushroom master.

With those two, plus the Ferghana horse, they should have no problem establishing themselves in the current situation.

"Asshole..."

"It seems that the lesson I taught you before did not teach you a lesson you should have forgotten."

"Even a clay figure has some temper. You've repeatedly courted death. Do you really think this old monk is reluctant to kill you?"

When Abbot Shanren heard the two talking about demons and monsters as if no one else was around, his anger intensified and he could hardly contain himself.

With a jolt of his aura, the stench of blood sent the mushroom masters flying.

At this moment, Abbot Shanren was truly enraged.

Wu Liang has ruined his plans time and time again, and just now he even used blood-path techniques to cause him to suffer from mushroom poison, making him suffer unbearable pain.

Now, instead of settling scores with Wu Liang, this kid is pushing his luck and wants to join the others in killing him.

Just because a tiger doesn't show its power doesn't mean it's a sick cat.
Abbot Shanren was certainly envious of Wu Liang's talent and the Immortal Mushroom, but all of this was on the premise that his own life would not be threatened.

Now he's been dragged here by the mushroom masters, and if a high-ranking Buddhist monk arrives, he'll die without a burial place.

Under these circumstances, Abbot Shanren no longer cared about whether to hold back or seize the body.

All he wants now is to kill all of these people and escape from this predicament!
"Crash!"

Abbot Shanren's body was covered in a large amount of blood.

The blood flowed into a river, creating a massive and even horrifying sight.

This is the blood that Abbot Shanren has accumulated day and night over the past ten years.

Now he has squandered it all without holding back.

In an instant, the river of blood spread, leaving nothing but barren land in its wake.

One by one, the unfortunate mushroom growers were stained with blood, their flesh and blood dissolving on the spot, leaving only their white bones floating on the river.

The river of blood flows ceaselessly, surging endlessly.

Its momentum was swift, attempting to sweep across the entire field.

"Hey!"

Wu Liang dared not provoke him, and quickly urged his Ferghana dragon steed away from the Blood River.

He then looked at Abbess Wen in the air and spoke in a cold voice.

"Master, why aren't you making a move? When are you going to do it?"

Upon hearing this, Master Wen gave him a deep look.

She really didn't expect that this kid could bring her so many surprises.

She had initially thought that Chief Wu was behind this, but now it seems that she was wrong.

Perhaps from beginning to end, it was this kid alone who was plotting against them, the group of fourth-level mushroom masters.

If this child is allowed to grow up, the consequences will be unimaginable; he might just become another demon.

Master Wen suppressed her thoughts and stopped thinking about irrelevant things.

The most urgent task at hand is to deal with Abbot Shanren.

This boy certainly deserves to die, but now he's quite a good helper.

Compared to the erratic and uncontrollable Chief Wu, this young man, who clearly has mastered the Ferghana horse, is more suitable to assist them in besieging and killing the demon.

When Master Wen thought of this, she did not hesitate and ordered the Wang family mushroom master to cut off the Blood River.

At her command, all the mushroom growers from the Wang family stepped forward.

The styles practiced by these Wang family mushroom masters are mostly based on physical strength and earth magic.

Now is the time for them to truly shine.

"Boom!"

A series of loud bangs followed.

With the concerted efforts of all the mushroom masters in the Wang family, the earthen wall mushrooms were successfully cultivated.

Earthen walls rose from the ground, blocking the surging river of blood.

Seeing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and quickly hid behind the earthen wall.

However, Abbot Shanren suddenly let out a cold laugh at this moment.

Wu Liang, with his keen observation skills, astutely noticed this.

Without thinking, he hurriedly said, "Brother Yan..." Before Wu Liang could finish speaking, Yan Wuxin, who was closely observing the changes in the scene, had already reacted.

"The wind... rises!"

Without hesitation, Yan Wuxin activated the giant mushroom.

The next moment, the Ferghana horse was blown away by a strong wind and quickly moved away from the group.

At the same time, Abbess Wen also noticed the abbot's reaction.

She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but it was too late.

"Blood, River, Great Burial!"

Abbot Shanren clasped his hands together and roared!
Blood-Burning Mushroom, Blood-Exploding Mushroom, Hot-Blooded Mushroom...

He activated each and every blood-stream mushroom.

Just hear a loud "boom"!
A deafening roar echoed throughout the entire nine-story bronze tower.

The surging river of blood suddenly burst into flames and exploded with lightning speed!

The once indestructible earthen wall crumbled instantly, as if made of paper.

The explosion triggered by the blood river burial even sent up a blood-red mushroom cloud.

All of the Wang family's mushroom masters were engulfed by the explosion.

When the smoke cleared, only broken limbs and severed bodies remained.

In just a few breaths, more than a hundred lives were lost, a horrific tragedy that sent chills down one's spine.

What is a five-turn mushroom master?

This is a level 5 mushroom master!
Not to mention Abbot Shanren, who is a peak fifth-level mushroom master.

It's unrealistic to think you can kill him with just these simple, unrefined objects.

"The Wang family is finished..."

When Master Wen saw this scene, her face turned ugly.

She was well aware that the Wang family's complete annihilation was inextricably linked to her.

If she had realized sooner that Abbot Shanren still had tricks up his sleeve, she wouldn't have let the group of Wang family mushroom masters step forward to block the Blood River.

However, it's useless to say anything more now.

The entire exchange took less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

The mushroom masters from the Yan family and the Wang family, along with the Buddhist monks, all suffered heavy casualties.

Now, there are very few mushroom masters left in the market, no more than a hundred.

Most of them were independent cultivators.

At this moment, they were terrified by the abbot's move, and they all lost their composure and began to flee in defeat.

Meanwhile, to make matters worse, the time that the Golden Hoop Mushroom had been holding the abbot captive was almost up.

Once the abbot escapes, the casualties on the field will likely be even more terrifying.

"Senior brother, you should be almost fully recovered by now, right?"

"It's time for us to make our move!"

Master Wen gritted her teeth, no longer placing her hopes on this rabble, and turned to look at Wu Xingzhe.

Wu Xingzhe tossed down a few empty gourds and let out a long sigh.

"Junior sister, I'll lead the charge for you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he unleashed his killing move once again... Vajra Subduing Demons!
Wu Xingzhe transformed into a four-armed Vajra, let out a long roar, and then attacked Abbot Shanren.

Master Wen no longer stood idly by; she too took action, unleashing a barrage of words.

She opened her mouth, and her words transformed into sharp spears and swords, pointing directly at Abbot Shanren.

"Brother Yan, let's go help too..."

As the strong winds subsided, Wu Liang descended from the sky on his Ferghana horse.

He showed no fear and joined the crowd in attacking Abbot Shanren.

Knowing he had no way out, Yan Wuxin had no choice but to fight with all his might to kill the abbot and fight for his life.

"The glint of swords and the shadows of blades reflect the frost, and the battle rages on amidst a bloody storm."

"Heroes and warriors unite to fight, vowing to annihilate the demon."

His words were untrustworthy, yet they carried the weight of imperial authority. It's unknown what kind of magic he possessed, but he was able to compose poetry on the spot and use it to attack his enemies.

Upon composing this poem, his talent surged forth, transforming into a dazzling display of swords and spears, directly threatening Abbot Shanren.

"Unbelievable..."

"Wasn't this how Doctor Mo died at your hands before?"

"However, I am different from them. You are not qualified to kill me!"

Abbot Shanren's voice was hoarse and his eyes were bloodshot.

At this time, he was not in good condition; in fact, he was in extremely poor condition.

He was, after all, a human, not a god.

Under the influence of the golden headband, he was unable to move and had to face the siege of hundreds of mushroom masters.

Under these circumstances, Abbot Shanren inevitably suffered some serious damage, more or less.

This is why Wu Liang dared to participate in the attack on the abbot with only a single Akhal-Teke steed.

The current Abbot Shanren is at his last gasp, making this the perfect time to strike while the enemy is down.

However, the abbot is the abbot after all, and even though he was not in good condition, he was still not afraid of the crowd.

His aura rippled around him, and mushrooms were activated by him from time to time.

Abbot Shanren first used a Bright Fist to shatter Master Wen's verbal sparring, and then used a blood-red handprint to force Wu Xingzhe back.

When faced with Yan Wuxin's swords and shadows, he didn't even try to dodge, relying solely on the blood energy emanating from his body to block them.

Martial Arts Practitioner refused to believe in evil, swung his four arms, and used the Great Strength Mushroom to smash it fiercely at Abbot Shanren.

Abbot Shanren was trapped by the golden hoop and had nowhere to hide, so he could only activate the blood-red handprint to confront it head-on.

For a moment, the martial arts practitioner and the abbot were locked in a stalemate.

Just then, Wu Liang galloped over on his horse and rushed toward Abbot Shanren.

"Martial Arts Warrior, I'm here to help you!"

(End of this chapter)