Chapter 28: Possessed by a Ghost?

  "Kid, you're indeed very strong." The man in black said coldly, his eyes scanning the bodies of his subordinates scattered all over the ground, a hint of murderous intent flashing across his eyes.

  "Cough...cough..." Zhang Huaming coughed violently several times, and blood foam emerged from the corner of his mouth once again.

  "Come on!" Zhang Huaming said coldly, gathering up the remaining true energy in his dantian that had not yet dissipated to prepare for a final blow.

  "Huh!" Hei Yi saw the astonishing killing aura emanating from Zhang Huaming's body and hesitated for a moment, then raised his hands.

  "Yu Yan, go." Zhang Huaming slapped away Yu Yan's hand that was trying to support him and swung his other hand in the air, saying: "Kang Long has regrets!"

  "Ah!" The black-clad man's expression changed instantly when he saw the golden dragon emerging from Zhang Huaming's single hand, because this golden dragon brought him a strong sense of danger.

  "Roar!" The Golden Dragon let out a shocking and earth-shaking dragon's roar, then charged at the man in black with its claws out.

  "Oni Dance, Godly Chaos." The black-clothed man let out a loud shout, his two hands grasping and pulling in the empty air. In an instant, behind him appeared a gigantic silhouette of unimaginable size, as if it were a colossal giant from ancient times.

  "Roar!" "Hiss!" The giant's angry roar, the golden dragon's dragon cry, one man, one dragon, in an instant collided with each other in mid-air, triggering a storm no less than level 12.

  Wooooo!!!!!! Yu Yan was blown away by the air wave and flew out for a distance of one mile, after landing, a mouthful of fresh blood spurted out from that cherry-like small mouth.

  Thud, thud, thud! The black-clad man took several consecutive steps backward on the ground, each step causing the earth to shake violently, leaving a row of deep footprints in his wake.

  Zhang Huaming was not so lucky, his figure flew out like a kite with a broken string, flying tens of meters before spewing out several mouthfuls of blood in mid-air and falling.

  "Hoo-hoo!" A gust of clear wind blew by, and the battlefield's appearance was once again revealed before everyone's eyes. Only to see that where the two had just exchanged blows, a deep and seemingly bottomless chasm had appeared.

  "What a powerful technique." The man in black thought to himself, and the next moment, a glimmer of greed flashed across his eyes.

  All he saw was the man in black stretching out his palm towards Zhang Huaming, who was lying on the ground, and with a sudden grab, Zhang Huaming's body appeared before the man in black.

  "Little one, speak out your kung fu, and I can spare your life." The man in black said coldly.

  "Hah! Cough, cough, want to learn my kung fu? You're dreaming." Zhang Huaming said with a cold smile, his face covered in fresh blood.

  "Little kid, aren't you afraid of death?" The man in black said with a furious expression.

  "Haha, if you have the ability, kill me now; otherwise, I will definitely kill you in the future."

  The man in black heard Zhang Huaming's words, and for some reason, he shuddered all over his body. The next moment, he said with a gloomy face: "Kid, I'll ask you one last time, are you going to say it or not?"

  "You're dreaming." Zhang Huaming said coldly.

  "Kid, don't think that just because you won't talk, I won't be able to do anything. Since you're so ungrateful, then let's have you experience the taste of Soul Searching Hand." After finishing speaking, the black-clothed person placed another hand on Zhang Huaming's head, and a dark mist quickly entered Zhang Huaming's mind.

  "Ah!" Zhang Huaming let out a miserable cry, feeling as if there was a stick stirring in his brain.

  "Little kid, this is what happens when you don't drink the toast but eat the penalty wine." The man in black said with a self-satisfied tone.

  "Ah!" Zhang Huaming was originally relying on his will to hold on, and at this moment, under the soul attack, he naturally fainted, but he didn't notice that in the instant he fainted, the Hunyuan Pearl in his mind suddenly lit up.

  "What?" The black-clad man, who had been triumphant just a moment before, suddenly looked as if he had seen a ghost and threw Zhang Huaming out of his hands, retreating more than ten meters away.

  "Little guy, you're quite quick on your feet." Zhang Huaming's figure flipped over in mid-air and floated there with a smile.

  "How can this be possible?" The black-clothed man was shocked and exclaimed when he saw Zhang Huaming's current performance. To know that Ling Kong Xū Dù is a realm that only a Martial King can possess, but even a Martial King can only temporarily achieve Ling Kong Xū Dù. To be able to do it at any time and anywhere, one must have reached the realm of Martial God, because those who have reached the realm of Martial God have already fully integrated with all the laws of nature.

  "What a waste of time!" Zhang Huaming's eyebrows furrowed slightly upon hearing the black-clad man's words, and he swept his gaze around the battlefield before revealing a look of disdain: "This little brat is so poorly cultivated - can't even withstand my first layer of power. Deserves to be injured."

  "Gongzi, Gongzi, you're too fine." Yu Yan's voice sounded behind Zhang Huaming.

  "Ah!" Zhang Huaming's expression slightly froze when he saw Yu Yan for the first time, and he subconsciously said: "Nine Xuan Body?"

  Yu Yan heard Zhang Huaming's words, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, because she didn't understand what Zhang Huaming meant by "Jiuxuan body", and she had a feeling that the Zhang Huaming in front of her was not the same as the one who had just risked his life to protect her. As for the specific reason why, she couldn't say clearly.

  The man in black had a change of expression on his face several times, and finally gritted his teeth before retreating like a wild goose, no, it should be said that he escaped. The mighty martial arts king actually didn't even make a move before escaping, such a thing would be unbelievable if it spread throughout Xia Guo, but this scene had indeed occurred.

  "Want to escape? Ha ha!" Zhang Huaming sneered, and the next moment he raised his only intact palm at the black-clothed man who had already become a black dot in the distance, making a single-handed grasping motion.

  Bang! The black-clad man, who was still running away, suddenly seemed to be subjected to some kind of pressure, and his body burst open, turning into a pile of flesh and blood that scattered down.

  "What?" The four great families watching the battlefield from all around saw this scene and were shocked.

  "Alright, kid. Since I've helped you this far, I might as well see it through to the end." After Zhang Huaming eliminated the black-clad man who was trying to escape, his gaze fell upon another black-clad man in the distance who was fighting against Tianba, and with a single hand, he made a swift grasping motion once again.

  Bang! The black-clothed man who was fighting Tian Ba felt his body tighten and compress, the next moment he went dark in front of his eyes, his body automatically bursting open, splashing Tian Ba with blood.

  "Miss." Tianba came to the side of the language, with a vigilant expression guarding Zhang Huaming, because today Zhang Huaming brought him extreme shock.

  "Haha!" Zhang Huaming chuckled and disappeared into the distance, vanishing into a vast expanse of forest in the blink of an eye.

  "Miss, are you alright?" Tian Ba saw Zhang Huaming leave and his tense expression finally relaxed, and he quickly asked.

  "Tian Shu, I'm fine." Yu Yan responded, her beautiful eyes scanning the battlefield before saying: "But I don't know how serious your injury is, young master."

  "Miss, that kid's injury is absolutely nothing, he just underestimated his strength." Tian Ba sighed and said. He had roughly looked at the battlefield earlier and could tell with his toes how intense the battle was. Twenty high-ranking Wu Zong and three low-ranking Wu Wang were all dead, and there was also a Wu Dou Wang... damn it! This kid is only a few years old, yet he has such strength. I really don't know which old freak trained him as a disciple, this is really incredible!

  "I hope he's okay." Yu Yan's eyes sparkled with a sharp light as she gazed in the direction Zhang Huaming had just left.

  "Miss, it seems that Ghost Mountain is making a big move again. This place is no longer safe. Let's set off immediately and return to Beast God Mountain." Tianba said with his hands clasped together in a fist.

  Yu Yan heard Tian Ba's words, her body trembled slightly, and a complex expression flashed across her face several times before she slowly said, "Uncle Tian, I'll do as you say."

  Tian Ba saw the complex expression on his young lady's face, and his heart skipped a beat. He immediately comforted her, saying: "Young lady, if that little brat is truly fated to be with you, I believe you will meet him again."

  "Tian Shu, are you telling the truth?" Yu Yan heard this and asked with a gleam of delight in her eyes.

  "Mm." Tianba nodded.

  "Miss, let's go." Tianba waved his hand and took off with Yu Yan into the sky, shooting towards a distant direction and disappearing at the horizon in the blink of an eye.

  Just as Tianba was about to leave, within a hundred breaths of time, several sonic booms rang out, and several black-clad men appeared on the battlefield.

  "Huh? The first and second squads were completely wiped out? How is that possible? Didn't the intel say that only Tianba, that old ghost, was guarding the Holy Maiden?" A black-clad man muttered to himself with a puzzled expression, while the dozen or so figures following behind him dispersed to observe the surroundings of the battlefield.

  "Could the intelligence be wrong?" The black-clad man muttered to himself, his figure flashing back to two points before his face revealed a look of astonishment: "Actually one move was enough to kill? How is that possible? Could it be that there's a Martial Arts Master secretly protecting the Holy Maiden? Otherwise, it wouldn't have been possible for her to take down Numbers Seven and Eight with just one move!"

  The black-clothed men were well aware of the cultivation level of the leader who had lost two small teams this time. Although the two leaders were only mid-level martial arts kings, it was not easy to kill a mid-level martial arts king. The only possibility was that someone with a Wu Zun cultivation level had taken action.

  "Sir, what should we do next?" a man in black came forward and said.

  The man in black waved his hand and said, "Things have changed, let's go back and talk about it later."

  "Yes, sir."

  Rustle rustle! Over a dozen figures came quickly and left even faster, disappearing into the distance in the blink of an eye.