The Legend of the Devil
Ch. 69 - Life or Death Choices
Jiazhen Yan leaped towards them and exerted strength for one open attack from the front, the Ghost Poet drew a paltry smile and tightened the string thread in and forced Xue Zhan to the side. Dodging from Jiazhen Yan just like that.
Blood drops fell on the leaves. There was a growling sound with an annoyed tone.
"I've come here to save people, not to be the daughter of an Old Grandma like you."
The Poet's ghost tightened its grip on the thread as it glared strongly, its shrill voice calling out, "Even you called me that too? These two brats were the same, both looking to die!"
He intended to finish Xue Zhan's life off by pulling the sharp thread. But the moment the rope was restrained, more and more drops of blood fell.
The young man's bloody hand held the rope very tight, almost cutting his bones. For a moment the Ghost Poet was shocked to see Xue Zhan's madness, he could cut off his finger at any moment and still do such a foolish thing.
Amidst the deceptive situation that the Ghost Poet released his attention from Jiazhen Yan, the young man slipped between the two of them and intended to slash the enemy's head with a fiery sword.
The Ghost Poet was not stupid, although having to let go of Xue Zhan it was better to have to sacrifice her beautiful skin being scratched. He smiled, it was not difficult to catch Xue Zhan back.
The sleeves of his left robe were fluttered with a faint grin on his face, the music of the harp tool began to flow with a different rhythm. "It looks like this one is very, very disturbing. I'll finish him first."
Xue Zhan flinched, seeing his friend begin to lose consciousness after hearing that dangerous rhythm. The Weaving Goddess strains are one of the dangerous manipulations of the woman, in which only the voice of the Poet Ghost can control her enemy.
Jiazhen Yan's eyes turned pale red, his body moving stiff but also so fast and unpredictable. The young man's fighting technique was still the same just that his consciousness was at ground zero. Xue Zhan retreated, Jiazhen Yan flicked the fiery sword. The sword was fed by the pure fire power within him which grew bigger as his lust for death grew.
"Oi, oi, look at this troublemaker. Don't get into a trance now, which demon would willingly possess you"
Xue Zhan lowered his head almost late as the sword had almost scratched his neck. The blazing flames on the sword were getting fiercer, Jiazhen Yan's movements were getting faster and harder to avoid. What Xue Zhan could do was avoid.
Jiazhen Yan was completely unconscious. It would make her hassles, the Ghost Poet could kill her at any time and instead Jiazhen Yan turned from a friend into an ordeal.
"It looks like you're being possessed by the ancestors of trouble. Aishs. I'm so upset. Oi satan, come back quickly or I'll cut your ass into four!"
He could not hurt his friend at all. Poet's ghost deliberately forces him to injure his own friend, he will not follow the woman's rotten plan.
Rather than attacking Jiazhen Yan, Xue Zhan chose to gallop towards the Ghost Poet who still continued to play the instrument. He knew the Weaving Goddess Sect could only be used on a few victims because it required a lot of inner strength.
With one of his hands Xue Zhan was about to hit the enemy's body, his palm stopped in front of the Ghost Poet's face and made the strands of the woman's hair fly. Xue Zhan saw that ghost-like laughter was mocking him so satisfied.
"The sound of your voice is more powerful than your punch."
Behind Jiazhen Yan held him back and in an instant slammed his body on the ground, Xue Zhan jumped up and kicked Jiazhen Yan's leg while cursing in annoyance. He could almost hit the woman. His friend backed away completely unattacked.
"Fight, again and again ... We'll see who's gonna last till the end."
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Xian Shen froze at the sound.
It was never imagined that he would face such a situation. Xiao Rong said that this mission was only a C level mission that was not too difficult like a B level mission, A let alone an S level mission. Just a missing person search mission, let alone the one mentioned was a girl. When he accepted the mission offer, Xian Shen did not think twice and immediately accepted it.
But who would have thought, here he was losing his life just by looking at the frightening figure in front of him.
Ghosts of Penggerogot, there has never been anyone who can describe the face of the figure. Because whoever saw it would have died. Now the ghost has knocked on the door which is a sign that their lives will both end there.
"Brother Rong, do you hear me? The Ghost Blower is fifteen feet in front of us and will eat your body if you don't wake up soon"
The ghost of the gnawer had suddenly crouched down before Xian Shen, touching the young man's chin revealing his ugly face plus the amount of blood and torn wounds. His teeth were black and sharp, it was the teeth that were chewing on human flesh raw and instantly made Xian Shen vomit amidst the overwhelming fear that struck.
"In-he is already in front of us—"
Xian Shen's husky voice sank, his eyes unceasingly staring into the eyes of the Ghost Slaughterer who harbored a savage abomination. The blood on his palm was no longer willing to flow, when the Ghost Gnawer was about to choke him Xian Shen lost his voice to shout.
"Tolooong!!"
Xian Shen was wide-eyed, the hands of the Gnawing Ghost that was about to choke him stopped. The ghost looked behind him to find a girl just screaming. He was wrapped around something that took him forcibly.
The wisps of black threads fused together and chases smashed into the body of the Ghost Sculptor, Xiao Rong returned to his body and immediately pulled Xian Shen to retreat.
Ghost of the Scouts vanished.
"Be careful, he's a dangerous enemy."
Xiao Rong's words also implied fear, they continued to retreat while the girl was carried by the black thread to another place with half a vision of Xiao Rong.
Their steps back came to a halt, something blocking the way forcing the two to look back.
Both of them looked up for the sake of seeing the high-strength posture with those thorny weapons and shattered faces, frozen in place until the Ghost Penggerogot picked up a weapon to slash at them at once.
Xiao Rong pushed Xian Shen against the wall until it hit, while his hand did not quickly enough to dodge and was hit by the slash.
Blood poured out profusely, Xiao Rong's arm was severely injured. The Ghost Blower managed to catch Xiao Rong afterwards and three of the Ghost Jade Tower's men came to bring their prisoner girl to the man.
Only Xian Shen remained surrounded by enemies from all sides.