"Today is the first time our Ghost Palace is going out. We will kill at night and expose the blood at dawn." Fang Tong called everyone in front of her and asked the servants to bring some weapons and masks.
"I've prepared all of these for you. You're like ghosts at night, so choose some handy weapons!" Fang Tong waved her hand and the servants brought the things in front of everyone. Everyone excitedly picked and chose.
"Brother Nie, this is a mask for you. For this kind of thing, it's better not to let others see your face. " Fang Tong handed Nie Li a mask made of black iron. It has a green face and fangs. Its lips split open, revealing ferocious teeth. It has a pair of long and narrow eyebrows and a pair of horns on its forehead.
Just one look is enough to make people feel a little scared. Nie Li put it on his face. The cold touch made his face tense up. Nie Li touched the blade. The feeling of fullness in his hand made him feel more at ease than at this moment.
Red clothes with a black blade, green face with fangs. Coupled with Nie Li's cold eyes, he looked like an emotionless ghost, ready to pounce at any time.
"Tonight, you guys follow Bai Lu. He knows the details of the mission." After Fang Tong finished speaking, Bai Lu also picked up his mask. It was made of silver and the eyes were only narrow slits. It was covered with scales, like a snake.
"Let's go." After speaking, Bai Lu's black robe fluttered in the night. He had already climbed up the roof. Under the moonlight, he looked like a monster looking into the distance. Everyone followed him. Although their Qing Gong was average, they could still keep up with Bai Lu with their internal force.
Countless black robes and numerous masks that flickered with a cold glow could be seen in the sky above the city. The Ghost Clan intended to make Ocean of Clouds City tremble tonight.
"We're here. Remember, don't leave a single one alive." Bai Lu arrived at a large mansion. Nie Li observed for a moment and discovered that although it couldn't be compared to the Yang and Wang Families, it could still be considered a wealthy family.
"This, Commander Bai, don't leave a single one alive. There are innocent people in this mansion!" A person's voice rang out in the team. He didn't expect that his first mission would be to kill an entire family. Although they licked blood from their blades, they still have humanity. They know who to kill and who not to kill.
"I don't want to hear any rebuttal." Bai Lu glared at the man, who hurriedly retreated in fear. The atmosphere was silent for a while, but one person moved.
Nie Li directly jumped into the courtyard and swaggered in, attracting the attention of the guards in the courtyard. Most of them were holding long sticks and steel blades. When they saw Nie Li's black robe, red clothes, and ghost mask, they were instantly terrified.
"Who are you?" He shouted loudly, but it seemed like he was strong on the outside but weak on the inside. "The one who wants your lives." After Nie Li finished speaking, his figure moved. "Sin Sea Demon Birth." Shadows of kicks swirled in the air, accompanied by the wails of ghosts. Every kick caused someone to cough up blood. The cultivation of these guards was not very high. Most of them were in the Qi Condensation realm, and only a few were in the Bone Evisceration realm or the Viscera Training realm.
A Qi Condensation Realm martial artist was nothing to worry about, and a Bone Evisceration Realm martial artist was no match for Nie Li. Even a Viscera Refinement Realm martial artist would have to be careful when dealing with a leg attack. "Brat, you're only at the Viscera Training Stage, yet you still dare to charge over." The middle-aged man in the lead looked at Nie Li, and the blade in his hand suddenly fell.
"Ruthless Heaven and Earth." Nie Li retreated half a step, and the blade streaked past his side. Along the way, he used Ruthless Heaven and Earth. A huge footprint pushed aside the people around him, and fell towards the middle-aged man.
"Peng!" He raised the steel blade in his hand to meet Nie Li's kick. The steel blade broke in half, and the broken blade flew out, cutting off half of a guard's head. It was like cutting a watermelon. White brain matter mixed with blood flowed out.
Looking at the scattered crowd, Nie Li directly used Sword Draw. The long blade drew a beautiful arc under the moonlight. The blocking blade broke, and fell to the ground with a tinkling sound. What fell to the ground was not only the blade, but also the head.
Seeing Nie Li like a wolf in a flock of sheep, Bai Lu couldn't help but take a few more glances. Although the others were unwilling, they could only brace themselves and go forward. Looking at the evil spirits standing on the eaves, the people who were already scared out of their wits by Nie Li became even more frightened. They covered their heads and fled.
Seeing that the guards had already been utterly defeated, everyone followed Bai Lu and jumped into the crowd. The slaughter continued. Severed arms spilled blood, green intestines wriggled on the ground, and rolling heads hung with dropped eyeballs.
"Puchi" Someone stepped on them, and what splashed everywhere was not only blood, but also fear and hatred. Nie Li was filled with killing intent. His eyes were crimson red. Hidden by the ice-cold mask, Nie Li released his most primitive, truest self.
For pleasure, for slaughter, for lust, for baleful aura, he brandished the butcher's knife. The mask made him forget that he was Nie Li. Right now, he was just a demon following his will. The power released by the magic core made Nie Li feel more and more excited as he fought.
"Hahahaha." Nie Li cut the man in half like he was cutting vegetables, then laughed loudly. His laughter was free and unrestrained, terrifying and crazy, and so on. His laughter was so long that no one could tell the meaning behind it. Perhaps everyone had their own opinion.
The clothes on his body became even redder. The blood on his mask was covered by the scattered black silk.
"Don't leave a single armor behind." Nie Li looked at the Viscera Training stage guard captain and directly rushed over. His right hand quickly danced, and the black blade in the dark made it difficult for people to follow its trajectory.
"Snowy Seeking Plum" Nie Li's blade turned, and the blade attacks coming from all directions were erratic, both real and false. His saber was faster than usual. The guard captain was already numb to it. He could only block it mechanically, like a tortoise hiding in its shell. Even so, he knew that Nie Li's saber technique would take advantage of his weakness and kill him in one strike.
"Blade Breaking Snow" Seeing that the opponent's momentum had been worn out, Nie Li knew that he had to attack, and kill in one blow. He withdrew all of his blade power, and only the blade under the moon shone brightly, allowing the guard captain to see the direction of his home in the snow.
He smiled, and the blade in his hand softened. In the dusky sky, snow fluttered. Only the flickering candlelight and the fire of the stove allowed him to find a trace of warmth in the winter. But the blade on his neck was even more painful and cold.
The guard captain was dead. His head hung from his neck, and the wound opened. Traces of blood appeared on his neck. His face had a smile, but his eyes were filled with unwillingness and pain. His death was very miserable, and it made the others somewhat afraid of the red-clothed ghost in front of them.
"Kill!" Nie Li roared, his voice hoarse. Bai Lu looked at Nie Li and narrowed her eyes.
She carefully sized him up. The others were also shocked and infected by Nie Li's aura. Their eyes were red with killing intent, and they scattered in all directions, engulfing the entire mansion.
For a moment, the sound of killing filled the air, and flames rose in all directions. Nie Li did not move. He stood in place, looking at the corpse on the ground. There was no sadness or joy. When he put on the mask, he lived for the night, for slaughter.
He could feel the boundless baleful aura and resentment gathering towards him. The devil core was operating at an unprecedented speed. On one hand, it was providing him with endless battle strength, and on the other hand, it was constantly devouring the surrounding dark energy.
Every battle and slaughter was a way for Nie Li to increase his strength. He finally knew why the original cultivators of the Incomplete Devil Art were so afraid of it. It seized the good fortune of heaven and earth, and nurtured the darkness of life. Those with weak willpower would have long been reduced to killing machines.
Soon, the others returned. At this moment, they had something different on their bodies. Nie Li knew that it was a debt, a sin. But Nie Li knew that Jianghu was a battlefield of life and death. Where there were people, there would be disputes, killing, and hatred. One must always be prepared to be killed.
"Evacuate." Bai Lu did not say much. He did not even tell these people why they had to kill. After he finished speaking, his figure had already left, and the others followed closely behind.
Only Nie Li did not move. He raised his head and looked at the moon above his head. Today's moon was not as dazzling as the surrounding flames, but Nie Li liked its coldness. He took out a bamboo flute from his chest.
A sad and sorrowful song echoed in the mansion, wandering among the corpses and flames. When the song ended, it left, leaving only the song's meaning.
The next day, the entire Cloud Sea City fell into an uproar. Cloud Sea Gang's second in command Tian Zhen's brother-in-law, Liu Ming, was massacred. The fire burned for a day and a night. Even during the day, thick smoke could still be seen rolling in the city.
It was said that the death of the family was extremely tragic. Liu Ming's head was also cut off, and his body was hung high above the mansion's gate. On his naked body was written, "Ghost Mansion's ten thousand people move, send you to hell."
And there were rumors that last night, he heard a flute sound, as if countless evil spirits were crying and wailing. Out of curiosity, he secretly went to observe and found that there was a ghost in red clothes in the Liu Mansion. He had a green face and fangs, three heads and six arms, and his body was dripping with blood. He stood in the sea of corpses and leisurely played the flute.
"Everyone did a good job. Have a good rest. Here's some money. Keep it for yourself!" Early the next morning, Fang Tong gathered everyone together and asked the servants to bring a few trays. The red cloth was removed, revealing shiny silver. He asked the servants to distribute them to everyone.
Everyone took the money and happily left. They were all poor kids in Cloud Sea City. If it weren't for the fact that they were forced to live, they wouldn't have come to the Cloud Sea Gang to make a living. Now, their efforts were rewarded. They hurriedly took the money and went out to buy some things for their families.
"Nie Li, where are you going?" Seeing Nie Li's figure turn around and leave, Fang Tong asked.
"Back to the house to practice." Nie Li's answer stunned Fang Tong. He now valued Nie Li more. A person's talent is important, but hard work is also a key to success.
"In order to welcome you, Bai Lu and I have prepared a banquet for you at the Red Jade Lane tonight. Remember!" Fang Tong gave Bai Lu a look. The latter was stunned at first, but then nodded.
Nie Li was helpless for a moment. These two people's little movements were too obvious. But there were also benefits to walking around more. Otherwise, if he practiced martial arts all day long, he would forget the outside world and the taste of the world.
"Okay, I'll go change my clothes. The smell is a bit heavy." Nie Li walked step by step. Fang Tong looked at the blood dripping from Nie Li's clothes and was secretly speechless. He wondered how many people this kid had killed last night.
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