Loyal Heart Roaming the Skies

A huge blade aura passed by, and the thick fog opened and closed again.

But in this short interval, the scene that could be seen was enough to make people frightened.

What is the origin of this thick fog? Why are wandering souls rampant under the blue sky and white sun?

Where did so many ghosts come from? Even if all the people in Xiaolin Town turned into ghosts, it would be impossible to have so many, almost filling the field of vision!

Of course, everyone already knows at this time that with so many dense wandering ghosts, there are probably no more living people in Xiaolin Town!

Of the seven large towns under the jurisdiction of Fenglin City, one has already been lost.

At this time, it was still Wei Yan's calm voice that first sounded, suppressing the chaos: "Those who are good at the Fire Path technique, use the fifty-step line as the warning line for the team and draw a fire line. The rest of the people should kill the wandering souls inside the warning line in the shortest time!"

The Five Elements technique is the most basic Dao technique, and there are many practitioners who are good at the Fire Path. With Wei Yan's order, a burst of flames ignited fifty steps away from the team. Then, under the guidance of Wei Yan's deputy, these flames instantly connected into a circle, drawing a circular fire line.

Outside the ring of fire, the ghosts temporarily retreated. The wandering souls that were drawn into the ring of fire also became violent in an instant.

At this moment, Li Jianqiu suddenly put the flame-attached long sword back into its sheath, pinched his fingers under his chin, and then resolutely fell to his side. The two swords burning with flames appeared in his hands.

The two swords were like swimming dragons, carrying him into the group of ghosts in an instant. One sword destroys the ghost, and the two swords break the soul.

At the same time, a sword light turned around for a moment, and countless ghosts gradually disappeared. When the sword light disappeared, Jiang Wang's agile figure appeared.

The Purple Qi Coming from the East Sword Technique, the first killing move!

Everyone was shocked. They didn't expect that this cultivator who had not yet condensed the Dao Rotation could purely use swordsmanship to destroy souls, and even the efficiency was much higher than theirs.

As Jiang Wang moved, Zhao Rucheng also rose up, and his long sword turned like lightning, cutting through the ghosts all the way.

Although they usually don't pay much attention to how they practice, they are not much worse than Jiang Wang in the use of the Purple Qi Coming from the East Sword Technique.

The people on the scene, except for Du Yehu and Ling He, looked at each other. Their proficiency in ordinary martial arts was indeed difficult to have any effect on ghosts, which were at a transcendent level. If they purely stimulated their blood, they could kill a few ghosts, but how much blood can they stimulate in the face of so many wandering souls?

In fact, Jiang Wang did not hide anything from them about the Purple Qi Coming from the East Sword Technique, but Du Yehu believed in his own fists and did not have any interest in swordsmanship. As for Ling He... it was probably due to his talent. His progress has been slow, and he has not been able to master the killing moves for practical use.

At the beginning, as the eldest brother who worked as hard as Jiang Wang, his combat power that did not fall behind was accumulated by sweat.

The situation on the field seems good, but discerning people know that it is already critical.

The ghosts that have appeared now are all ordinary wandering souls. Now that Xiaolin Town has gathered so many ghosts for some unknown reason, there must be evil ghosts, fierce ghosts, and even ghost generals!

This is no longer a situation that this team can handle. The current strategy is to quickly leave the battle.

But as they marched, they could no longer distinguish the direction in this thick fog. The ghosts outside the fire line were surrounding them, making it difficult to break through.Wei Yan stepped out of the fire circle and let the ghosts swarm and bite him. His battle armor, which looked old and worn, trembled slightly, and the ghosts hanging on him dissipated.

But there was no joy on his face. Instead, he stepped back into the fire circle and said in a deep voice, "Who is good at wind magic? Try to dispel this fog!"

Although he was asking everyone, his gaze fell on Wang Changxiang.

Compared to the five-element magic of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, wind magic was relatively obscure, but Wang Changxiang was an expert in this field.

Without hesitation, Wang Changxiang waved his fingers and used wind blades to clear the ghosts around him. Then he changed his hand seals and finally put his hands together in front of his lips, with his index fingers touching and the thumbs, middle fingers, and little fingers each touching each other. He breathed out gently through the triangle formed by his index and middle fingers.

The gentle breath passed through the finger area and suddenly became violent, spinning and expanding at a visible speed, and rushed straight into the thick fog. Like a violent dragon, it roared in the dense mist.

Wind magic, breath of the tornado!

This wind was not an ordinary wind, but the Eastern Ming Shu wind, one of the eight winds.

The Ming Shu wind makes everything clear. It was the perfect time to use it here.

This kind of powerful magic was not something that every sixth-grade cultivator could master. Wang Changxiang could control this magic before he opened the door to the world, which was quite impressive.

After completing the magic, Wang Changxiang's face turned pale. Obviously, this magic was also a burden for him. He barely stood still and said, "I'll leave it to you guys next."

Where the roaring tornado passed, the thick fog was dispersed. For the first time since they entered Xiaolin Town, everyone could see clearly.

The ice sugar gourd skewers next to the wall, the rice shop next to the soy sauce shop, and the flags of the restaurant were still waving in the wind.

Everything seemed unchanged, except for the addition of those wandering ghosts.

"Oh no!"

This cry of alarm sounded the alarm. Everyone saw that the roaring tornado was about to pass, and the distant fog was gathering again. Such fog could not be dispelled even by the breath of the tornado.

"Let's take this opportunity to retreat." Li Jianqiu suggested in a deep voice, holding two flaming swords.

During the interval created by the breath of the tornado, they could already judge the direction of the enemy. With their strength, unless a ghost general appeared, they could retreat with confidence.

Wei Yan watched the approaching fog with his sword in hand, not knowing what he was thinking.

His deputy became anxious and said, "Sir, the situation in Xiaolin Town is beyond our control now! We need to mobilize the army. Besides, everyone in Xiaolin Town is dead. It makes no sense for us to stay here. Why not..."

Wei Yan interrupted him, "The ghosts we see now are all ordinary wandering ghosts, without even a clear consciousness. You should know that it is not reasonable for so many ghosts to gather here."Wang Changxiang frowned and said, "There are no cultivators in Fenglin City who specialize in controlling ghosts. This matter should be handed over to the city guards. When the army arrives, the evil spirits will disperse on their own."

"The Clear River Water Clan is acting strangely, and the city guards have gone to suppress them. But they may not be back in time." Wei Yan reluctantly revealed some important news.

Clear River is a large river that runs through the entire Qinghe County, and the Green Willow River outside Fenglin City is one of its tributaries. But why did the Clear River Water Clan suddenly act up when they had already made a covenant with Zhuangting?

Jiang Wang pondered. The fact that they were "acting up" indicated that the Clear River Water Clan was holding back. But this was a major event involving the entire water system of Qinghe County, and the authorities could not take it lightly. Therefore, it was only natural to mobilize the city guards from all over the region.

The appearance of the Heart-Eating Demon, the strange behavior of the Clear River Water Clan, and the ghosts that roamed the streets of Xiaolin Town seemed unrelated, but there seemed to be an invisible hand that was pulling them together.

"This is not right." Wei Yan shook his head and made a decision, "Everyone follow me and charge forward. I won't stop, and no one can stop either! Those who fall behind will have to fend for themselves!"

Without waiting for others to dissuade him, he stepped out of the circle of fire with his sword and led the way towards the depths of Xiaolin Town.

As his deputy, Zhao Lang naturally followed without hesitation. Then came Li Jianqiu and Wang Changxiang. They were all seasoned veterans who, although they did not agree with Wei Yan's decision, knew that they could not afford to be divided at such a time.

The entire team quickly mobilized, with Wei Yan as the arrowhead, charging fiercely towards the depths of Xiaolin Town!

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