Li Xiuyuan looked at the scene and couldn't help but think to himself, It looked like the progress bar of a computer's anti-virus.
Xuan Ci saw that most of the ghost had been converted, and the others were so confused that they didn't respond. He chanted the name of Buddha, then took out a knife and slowly walked toward Blackmountain Lord.
It was not that he had nothing to say, nor was it that he wanted to be in the limelight.
However, Lord Blackmountain also felt that his ghost was being converted. Therefore, he was already desperate.
You Ji's steel shield had already vomited three mouthfuls of blood, some of which contained bits of his internal organs.
However, that man was like a shield that blocked in front of Blackmountain Lord, not taking even half a step back.
Miao Renfeng also had a few deep wounds on her body, but the Golden-faced Buddha was still holding on with his sword.
Therefore, Xuan Ci had no choice but to go.
However, the moment Xuan Ci's killing intent rose in his heart, everyone's gaze, including Lord Blackmountain's, shifted to the saber in Xuan Ci's hand.
It was a rusty Buddhist Commandment Blade.
The so-called Buddhist Commandment Knife referred to the knife carried by monks. The commandment stipulated that it could only be used to cut clothes and not to kill.
This rust was not rust, but the black-brown blood rust that was stained with blood.
This saber had yet to be unleashed, but it was already earth-shattering.
Mu Wanqing's entire body was on guard as she said in shock,""Shaolin's 72 Ultimate Skills, A-rank skill, Oath-breaking Bladesmanship!”
The rusty half of the blade in Xuan Ci's hand changed completely the moment he moved.
The rust was still there, but the blade had become abnormally sharp. Li Xiuyuan even felt that his eyes would be injured just by looking at it.
The moment Xuan Ci attacked, he turned into a spinning tornado.
The blood-red monastic robe fluttered in the wind. The saber borrowed the might of the wind, and the wind aided the saber's momentum. A gray whirlwind visible to the naked eye collided with the leaping Blackmountain Monarch.
Even with Mu Wanqing's eyes, she had to admit that this Shaolin abbot's timing was indeed exquisite. In order to stop Li Xiuyuan from converting the ghost, Lord Blackmountain had already suffered a lot of injuries from Miao Renfeng's stab. This leap was completely to close the distance, and there was no thought of landing on the ground to stun the enemy like War Stomp.
The moment Xuan Ci came into contact with him, it was when Lord Blackmountain had exhausted his old strength and had yet to generate new strength.
Everyone only saw several cold and sharp lights suddenly appear in Xuan Ci's hands.
That's right, it was melting.
Under the revolving trajectory, his movement technique was like a misty cloud, and his saber light was like a crescent moon.
The blade light had actually torn through the tiger skin skirt of Lord Blackmountain, leaving a few deep wounds on his left thigh near his knee.
One of the saber lights pierced through the back of his knee, and blood gushed out of the terrible wound like a fountain.
Blackmountain Monarch, who had almost lost the ability to move his leg, immediately lost his ferocious aura.
After Xuan Ci's attack, he seemed to have become dispirited.
After catching his breath, You Ji stuffed some recovery food into his mouth and charged from the side with his two-handed shield.
It was not different from the barbaric charge of the West. Youji's Lightness Skill was not bad. This attack still carried the agility of Jianghu martial arts.
However, when the shield slammed heavily into the wailing Blackmountain Lord, everyone present finally realized how powerful his attack was.
The shield carried You Ji's nearly 200 jin weight and smashed heavily onto the tiger's head. It actually pushed Blackmountain Monarch to the side and sent him tumbling five to six meters away.
The shrill tiger roar echoed in the forest, but Tiger Mountain Lord leaned on the ground and staggered, unable to get up for a long time.
If it was possible, Blackmountain Monarch would have killed these bugs and swallowed them whole.
However, no matter how he looked at it, the greatest danger in front of him was the Taoist priest who was ferrying his soul away from the ghost!
It wasn't like he hadn't seen or eaten Daoist cultivators before. However, this person in front of him who could use a "magical treasure" to directly exorcise his own ghost was simply unheard of.
However, the attacks that came one after another forced him to give up on this idea that was so close but so far away.
Li Xiuyuan's soul ferrying was also coming to an end. The hundreds of ghosts had already dispersed the baleful aura that surrounded them. These wandering souls and wild ghosts who knelt down and thanked him had an additional layer of mysterious Taoist light on their bodies.
A few of them even leaned on Li Xiuyuan's shoulder and whispered.
A moment later, Li Xiuyuan nodded slightly and said,"Let's go back. Don't stay here any longer.”
The dark souls disappeared without a trace, and the roars of the distant Lord of the Black Mountain grew stronger.
Li Xiuyuan narrowed his eyes and looked around. After staring at Lord Blackmountain for a long time, he suddenly turned his head and said,""Let's go, let's change the battlefield!"
Although the contract was considered complete, the problem was: Lord Blackmountain was about to give up. If he left now, even if he didn't help Xuan Ci's team fight, wouldn't he be able to share the spoils of war?
Although Mu Wanqing and Anne were a little puzzled, they still spurred their horses to follow.
The three of them rode on their mounts, one in front and one behind, and staggered northwest for more than ten miles before stopping.
The grass was lush and full of spiritual energy. Li Xiuyuan looked around and nodded in satisfaction."This is the place. Anne, lead the horse further away. Captain, find a suitable location for an ambush. I'll go find something to cover our scent.”
Mu Wanqing looked around in confusion. There didn't seem to be anything special about this place.
The key was…who was he ambushing?
Li Xiuyuan picked a lot of strange herbs with small purple flowers from the fields. He directly pulled apart the branches of the flowers and placed them on a huge bluestone and smashed them.
The juice of the plants flowed freely. Li Xiuyuan carefully applied the juice he had collected onto a small wax-sealed pill.
His movements were as careful as Hua Zai, the bomb disposal expert in Hong Kong movies.
After thinking for a moment, Jiang Yi took out the steaming steamed bun and hid the small pill inside.
Immediately after, he gathered a few more herbs and crushed them again, staining the skin of the steamed bun with the juice.
After doing everything, he placed the steamed bun near the bluestone and quickly found a river in the distance to wash away the smell of the juice on his body.
"How is it? Have you found the location of the ambush?”
Song Yu pointed at the hill with lush wormwood grass and said,""There's no place to hide in the surroundings. The vegetation here is lush, so it's barely possible to lie down and hide.”
Li Xiuyuan estimated the direction of the downwind and then looked at the place about 150 meters away from the bluestone.
After thinking for a moment, he shrugged and said,"You're the main team member, so I'll listen to you. Let's go and lie down first."
Then, he added,""Who knows how long the Compassionate Team can last…"
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