Swordsman the Wanderer
Ch 132's. Sky Eyes
"How did this happen!" The first word that came to mind of the two of them.
Zhang En showed a faint mocking smile on his face looking at their extraordinarily surprised expressions. He practiced the Divine Dragon Body and over the years of cultivating, he had lost many spirit fruits and potions that he had swallowed. Even before he refined the Earth Dragon egg essence, the defense and toughness of his physical body were comparable to that of an early God Hermit expert. Ordinary blades and swords were unlikely to hurt him, as they could not even destroy the surface of his skin.
A fierce Battle Qi surged out from Zhang En's body, repelling the two men. Their sharp weapons bounced into the air and broke into dozens of pieces then scattered on the ground. Zhang En then reached out a hand, the suction force pulling the man, with his throat already pinched in Zhang En's grip.
An ice-cold voice shot out from Zhang En's mouth, "Eighteen?"
The man's face turned purple as he struggled to say something, but Zhang En's hand grip exerted a hint of pressure, instantly smashing the man's throat and throwing him aside without even glancing at him again. Then, he turned around and faced the woman.
Having already felt paralyzed by fear, the woman quickly pleaded, “Young Master, have mercy, have mercy, ah! It was them, they forced me, they forced me to do something like this!” His fingers frantically pointed at the bodies of the two men.
“Speak, where did all the sect disciples who entered Ghost City go?” Zhang En asked in a cold tone.
"They, they're heading for the Ghost King's Palace." The woman quickly answered.
"The Ghost King's Palace?" Zhang En frowned.
“True, right, everyone went to the Ghost King's Palace. Located on the north side of the city, the Ghost King Palace was the residence of the Ghost King in the past, I heard there are many precious treasures in it, cultivation techniques, fighting skills, fighting skills, even the Ghost King Pill refined by the Ghost King himself.” The woman quickly said all kind things to Zhang En.
Zhang En then asked the woman what she knew about the Ghost King Palace, and everything was answered honestly.
“Young Master, can you..?” After answering Zhang En's last question, the woman asked carefully, her eyes looking for mercy.
Zhang En was indifferent, his hand raised and one finger pointed directly at the center of the woman's eyebrow, a sword blade formed from her Qi energy pierced through the woman's head, "I can leave you with a whole body."
The woman finally fell to the ground, her eyes widened in shock, lying on the ground with milk-white breasts still in sight.
"The Ghost King's Palace." Zhang En muttered to himself and flew towards the direction of the Ghost King Palace. No wonder he didn't see anyone on the street, each of them rushed to the Ghost King's Palace.
Zhang En instantly rushed away from the place, his silhouette darting up the sky of Ghost City. Half a day later, he arrived at the location mentioned by the woman.
Hovering above the air, Zhang En looked ahead, where the palace structure was waving up and down at the horizon line in a complex-looking pattern of buildings. This is the Ghost King's Palace. The area was so large that it was difficult to see it clearly, and above the palace sky, the aura of ghosts and demons was thick enough to condense into clouds of ghosts and demons.
Zhang En paused for a moment in the air before landing on one of the palace roofs.
Right now, Zhang En discovered that his spiritual awareness was extremely limited. At most, his spiritual senses could only reach a hundred meters, but the area of the Ghost King Palace was too large, the radius of the spiritual senses only reached a hundred meters.
A thought flashed through his mind and suddenly, a vertical slit opened in the middle of his forehead.
Sky Eyes!
Sure enough, his Heaven's Eyes could see further and clearer than his spiritual senses, even through several layers of the palace walls, Zhang En was able to see what was happening inside without a hitch.
Still, his Heaven Eyes could only reach a radius of a thousand meters. He jumped down from the roof, landed on the ground below, staying on the roof was too obvious a target.
The moment his feet touched the ground, a powerful energy fluctuation came from the direction in front of him and saw that there were two people fighting. Judging from the degree of energy fluctuation, the two people who fought were, without a doubt, early five-star God Swordsmen.Their strength was slightly higher than the old man he was fighting in the Tiger Valley.
The two people who were fighting were two young-looking men, one wearing a red robe, while the other was in a purple robe. On the red-robed man's chest, there was a pattern of two-headed mythical beasts, something Zhang En had seen before. While in the God Tribe City, he saw the same two-headed mythical creature in He Yunxiong's robe.
Therefore, Zhang En guessed that this red-robed young man was someone from Millennium City, and most likely, he was He Yunxiong's disciple. As for the purple-robed young man, the image on his robe was of an elephant.
"Face?" It seemed that this one young man from the God Tribe City, Luo Wujun's disciple.
Luo Wujun was the City Lord of the God Tribe, also one of the ten strongest experts in the Doamin of the Land of Death.
Observing the battle of these two people, the strength of this Luo Wujun disciple was slightly better than that of He Yunxiong's disciple. Their fists and palm imprints collided and the sound of explosions in the air echoed. Suddenly, Luo Wujun's disciple changed his movements in the air, tipped over and slammed the palm right on the back of He Yunxiong's disciple.
The red-robed young man was named Sun Haoran while the purple-robed man was named Wu Zhang.
"Pufttt" Sun Haoran coughed up a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.
Successfully injuring Sun Haoran, Wu Zhang landed on the ground, staring at Sun Haoran's miserable-looking condition. An evil grin appeared on his face, "Sun Haoran, you didn't expect that you would die here today, did you?"
Sun Haoran wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, there was no fear in his eyes, "If I die, Master will avenge me."
Wu Zhang laughed out loud hearing his words, “Teacher? You think that old man He Yunxiong could leave this Ghost City alive? I told you! Inside this Ghost City, your Master as well as nine brothers and sisters like you can only dream of being able to leave this Ghost City alive!”
"You!" Sun Haoran paled, "What did you say?!"
"What did I say?" Wu Zhang sneered, "Wait until you see He Yunxiong in hell, you can ask him yourself when you meet." Wu Zhang moved again, both of his palms pointing towards Sun Haoran's body.
Sun Haoran dodged quickly, but Wu Zhang's palm held him back like a shadow. Just as Wu Zhang's palm strike was about to hit Sun Haoran, a dazzling aureate light suddenly appeared filling the sky, along with the appearance of a towering Buddha statue leaping out from underground.
Peering in surprise, Wu Zhang hastily changed the direction of his attack by turning his wrist towards the suddenly arriving attacker.
BOOOM!
A huge explosion resounded, a huge reflected force repelling Wu Zhang repeatedly until he was pushed back over several hundred meters. Wu Zhang was very surprised, his confused eyes seeing a black-haired young man had appeared in front of Sun Haoran.
Ignoring Wu Zhang's shock, Zhang En turned to look at Sun Haoran, "You okay?"
Sun Haoran looked at Zhang En's back, and was shocked by his sudden appearance alone. Zhang En's voice resuscitated him back from the shock and Sun Haoran shook his head, "I'm fine, thank you."
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