“Roar–”
In the night, Bull Head let out a roar and swept his wheeled battle axe across his hand, cutting the four men in front of him at the waist.
Before the four men’s screams could be quenched, a wave of ghostly energy spilled out of their wounds, swallowing up all their remaining vitality and fleeing into the great axe in Bull Head’s hand.
This is the way the Hall of Ghosts practises. This is the way of cultivation of the Hall of Ghosts. Thanks to the blessing of a certain senior of the Hall of Ghosts, the people of the Hall of Ghosts who are mixed into the military of the Great Qian never lack battle and sustenance.
“Hahahaha ——”
The bull’s head let out a deafening, maniacal laugh as he strided forward, his wheeled battle axe as if it were nothing in his hands, lifting as much weight as it did, reaping dozens of lives with a few swipes.
“Painful, painful!”
The bull’s head shouted wildly, but he didn’t notice that a dark green demonic aura had come close to him at some point.
The demonic aura spilled out quietly, and when Bull Head pa*sed a dark corner, it suddenly transformed into a demonic dragon overflowing with demonic spirit and death energy, which wrapped around him and carried him into the corner.
This was followed by a slight clatter that did not make a ripple in the midst of the night in Karthim. For the whole city was in a killing frenzy.
In a few moments the form of the bull-headed Anzor reappeared and left at a steady pace. And there in the shadowy corner, empty.
Gently weighing the large axe in his hand, Qing Yu’s face, hidden behind the bull’s head mask, flashed with a hint of oddity, “Didn’t I say that the bull’s head used a double-stranded fork? How did it become a battle axe? This group of people from the Palace of Ghosts don’t role-play with enough care.”
In his mind, countless images flashed through, all of which were the memories of Bull Head. Soul searching the Tong Shen realm was difficult and hard, soul searching a True Dan realm was just a trivial matter to the current Qing Yu.
Especially after obtaining the “Heavenly Demon God Slaughter Method”, Qing Yu became more and more proficient at soul searching. The current Qing Yu was a bull’s head, and he could even pretend to be more than a bull’s head.
He waved his axe with his hands, and his wild axe blade would kill and injure him if he touched it, and together with his tall and imposing figure, he gave people a sense of suffocation and intimidation.
As one of the Ten Great Yin Marshals and at the peak of the True Dan realm, Bull Head was naturally powerless against Qing Yu, but against these foul fish and shrimps, he could be said to be as powerful as a demon god.
All along the way, he harvested and inhaled all the iniquitous souls and dead energy into his body. Everywhere he went, even the underground Yin energy was quietly taken in.
Heavenly Demon God Slaying Technique – Sucking Yin Style.
This move is specifically designed to take in Yin Qi and unrighteous souls. Tonight in this Karthim, there was no telling how many people had died, and the gathering of Yin Qi and death Qi could be said to be a hundred times stronger than that of a ma*s grave. After all, those who died were all martial artists, and there was no shortage of Innate and Divine Elements among them.
Even if the Yin Soldier and the other Yin Marshal, Ma Mian, were able to suck up more, they could not finish sucking up all these Yin Qi and Death Qi, after all, their limits were there.
But Qing Yu was different, his limit might even be higher than those two kings of the Palace of Ghosts in the sky. As the “Heavenly Demon God Slaughter Method” continued to suck in Yin Qi and unjust souls, the large eyes on the bull’s head mask were filled with a deep, dark aura, giving it an eerie feeling.
Further on, the killings were even more gruesome, and the corpses of Yin soldiers were occasionally seen along the road. These elite soldiers of the Divine Warrior Army, who had survived a hundred battles, had eventually died here.
“Bullhead, come on, let’s go together!”
Cries for help came from the front, and Qing Yu saw a large man with a horse-faced mask on his head being surrounded by two delicate women, their delicate figures leaping about, actually overpowering the horse-faced man completely.
Joyful Heaven, Myriad Sound Heaven.
These two celestial maidens of the Nalanda Temple were also involved in this battle this night, and it looked like they were not a bad result.
“Ha, here comes the old bull.”
Qing Yu made a brash sound, his strong and tall body leaning down and charging, his pair of cold glowing bull horns pressing straight at Miao Yintian who was about to hold his harp.
“Knock, knock, knock…”
The ground was filled with smoke and dust, like a brute bull charging, with a sound that would make Myo Yinten lose his face.
“Ding…”
Myriad Sound Heaven pulled the strings tightly before suddenly releasing them, a sharp vibrating sound that struck straight to the heart. Cracking Heart Sound, one of Myriad Sound Heaven’s killing moves, the sound wave penetrated the surface of the body and went straight to the heart.
But this move was just a bit harsh for Qing Yu, or for any of the Tong Shen realm.
The bull’s head toppled and the great axe wheeled and danced, making it difficult for these two Heavenly Maidens to get close. The thick skinned and thick physique allowed Qing Yu to rampage and charge with impunity.
Not to mention the fact that there was a horse face next to him. The two of them combined their strength, leaving Myriad Sound Heaven Joyful Heaven helpless.
“Go!” With a hateful glance at the duo, especially Qing Yu who liked to stare at her thin waist and slash with his great axe, Cheerful Heaven and Miao Yintian both retreated, their dancing figures circling back a few times and disappearing into a cluster of buildings off to the side.
“Good for you, Ox Head, you’ve got a good grip on those two little girls-” Ma Mian gave Qing Yu a strong pat on the shoulder and laughed.
“It’s all because the Marquis has taught me well.” Qing Yu said gruffly, mimicking the tone of the bull’s head.
Da Qian could be said to have plundered a lot of the Great Zhou’s heritage, and the “Hundred Battles Remaining Body”, a hard technique of the Northern Zhou army, was also popular among the Da Qian army.
Although it was easy to learn and difficult to perfect, if one trained it to its full potential, it would be difficult to injure oneself in a hundred battles, not to mention a hundred battles. Luo Feng, the Marquis of Divine Martial Arts, was one of the few who had trained the “Hundred Battles Remaining Body” to its fullest extent. As the Yin marshal directly under Luo Feng, Niu Tou’s attainments in this hard art were also quite impressive.
“The Marquis and his men are almost done with their battle, right?” Ma Mian said.
“Yes, it’s almost over.” Qing Yu nodded his head.
It wasn’t that the four in the sky had split their victories, but according to the plan, it was time for their battle to end.
Qing Yu’s eyes were haunted behind the bull’s head mask, seemingly hiding two abysses, ‘Although the bull’s head doesn’t know the details of the so-called plan, but based on the only words in his memory, it can be deduced that the Great Qian military has enough strength to face the chaos in the Western Region.’
Although Luo Feng plus the Five Official Kings were strong, they were hardly as strong as the most powerful. If there were no supreme power on the side of the Great Qian, the Heavenly Gate Pa*s would be broken, and Luo Feng and the others would almost certainly die.
But until now, the Divine Martial Army had not retreated, and on the contrary, the number of guardsmen had been increasing, which meant that Luo Feng and the others were not afraid of the three supreme powers.
Or rather, there may not necessarily be three supreme beings ——
Qing Yu’s face was calm, but the words he uttered were with the bravado characteristic of a bull’s head, “According to the scouts’ report, the gra*slanders have already entered the Western Region, it could be tonight it could be tomorrow, they will arrive at Karthim.”
‘What scouts are so divine? Might as well just say that the enemy has a traitor on our side.’ Qing Yu sighed in his heart.
When Luo Feng had first announced this step of the plan, he was perfunctory to the extreme about the source of the information. Perhaps it was because he didn’t care if it was seen through, or perhaps he was certain that it didn’t matter anymore whether there was a traitor or not.
Because the war, which is coming soon ——
