Wang Ling looked calmly at the Ghost General who had charged at him viciously and then turned to run away as if it had seen a ghost.
The Wang family's small villa was on the outskirts of East Huang Road, where there had once been a lot of wandering ghosts, but they had all been scared off by Wang Ling. Wang Ling remembered that the last time a ghost had charged at him like this, its spirit body had long since been reduced to ashes.
It could only be said that this Ghost General was lucky.
It hadn't been scared off by Wang Ling, but by the fighting lion crouching next to him.
After about ten minutes of drawing talismans, Wang Ling had already made all kinds of enhancement talismans, which he then wrapped around the fighting lion like a landlady's plastic hair curlers.
This was a fighting lion that had already been enhanced to a godly level by Wang Ling!
With a full twenty enhancement talismans, the fighting lion's entire body was shrouded in all kinds of talisman light. Coupled with the talisman's special halo effect, when the Ghost General rushed into the villa, it was almost blinded by this brilliant light.
"…"
And so, after a full three seconds of silence, the Ghost General decided to leave first …
Damn it!
A strengthened fighting lion with twenty points!
What the hell was there to fight?!
And then, there was this scene in the car …
In the RV, Third Saint supported Second Saint's limp body as everyone lowered their heads in pain.
They had both suffered from the backlash, but the backlash from the power of the Ghost Dao was clearly more powerful than the backlash from spiritual pressure, and was at level five in lethality.
There was no unnecessary struggle.
After spitting out his last mouthful of blood, Second Saint fell to the ground.
Blood sprayed all over Third Saint's face.
Looking at the monitor image, Song Qingshu gritted his teeth in anger. "Today's mission is a failure, it's over!"
All of this was too strange. From the surveillance footage, it had just been a teenager. Even Song Qingshu didn't understand what had happened. In the short ten minutes since the start of the attack, the grand Ten Saints had actually lost two of their top generals!
It was clear that a blind attack was ineffective; they had no idea what on earth that teenager was capable of.
The best strategy Song Qingshu could think of now was to retreat in order to advance.
"Fourth junior brother …"
Third Saint stood up, looked at the Taoist in pink next to him, and handed him the Night Ghost's staff. "Take this Buddhist staff. From now on, you will lead the other six junior brothers. "
Everyone stared at the Third Saint. They already knew what this Daoist was thinking.
The pink-robed Taoist took the staff. "I'll listen to Third Senior Brother's instructions!"
Third Saint stared at the monitor, then at Song Qingshu, who was in the driver's seat. "Director Song, the failure of this mission isn't your fault. First, we underestimated the enemy. Second, we stubbornly went our own way. When you return, please report this to the Castle Lord. We, the Ten Sages, are very sorry for failing this mission … "
Song QingShu was silent for a moment. "Has Senior Third Saint already made up his mind?"
"Eldest Senior Brother and Second Senior Brother both died a violent death, and I have decided to avenge them." Third Saint nodded. "If I succeed in my revenge, I will bring the stone ghost mask back to you. If that doesn't work, then please find my body and bury me, Eldest Brother, and Second Brother in Jiangnan. That's the hometown where we once cultivated together. "
"Alright, I understand."
Song Qingshu sighed.
Third Saint opened the door of the carriage and finally got out. His white Daoist robe fluttered in the wind, and he carried an immortal sword with awe-inspiring killing intent.
Before he left, Third Saint seemed to think of something, and he turned his head to look behind him. "From now on, there may only be seven of the Ten Sages left, and they will no longer exist … Fellow brothers, come up with a resounding new name."
After that, the junior brothers fell into meditation.
Only Song Qingshu said weakly, as if inspired by this, "Senior Third Saint … what do you think of the Seven Freaks of Jiangnan?"
Third Saint: "…"
…
…
In life, if you're not on the street, you're on the road to failure.
Wang Ling felt that this was a pretty good explanation for the Ten Sages.
It was very easy for people in high positions to be blinded by a single leaf; they could see the leaves but forget the forest, see the river but forget the sea. Over the years, the Ten Sages' success rate in carrying out missions had always been perfect. They had established a good reputation in the industry … but this time, this record had been broken.
The reason was that they had no idea what kind of iron plate they had kicked …
The reason why Third Saint had chosen to stay was firstly for revenge, and secondly for investigation.
At that moment, it was already evening.
Outside the villa, the seven Soul Formation cultivators had already left, leaving Third Saint alone. Immortal sword in hand, he approached Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's villa in Wenxian Garden step by step.
His white clothes fluttered in the wind as he held his sword, his killing intent awe-inspiring. The security captain on duty at the gate thought this person was a little unfamiliar, and walked forward anxiously. Staring at Third Saint's "kind" eyes, he swallowed with difficulty and smiled apologetically. "… May I ask if this gentleman is the owner of this place, or is he here to pay a visit?"
Third Saint's face was stiff. "I'm here to look for an old friend."
Security captain: "…" Who would look for an old friend with a sword in hand?!
But it was obvious that this wasn't to compare notes on cooking!
The security captain was a little nervous. Although the security guard on duty at Wenxian Garden didn't have a high realm, he was still a cultivator. Third Saint's murderous aura was really too obvious, and the security captain already smelled trouble. "Sir … if you're here to pay a visit, please tell us the villa number … we have to confirm it with the owner."
Third Saint pointed at the villa in the distance. "Haven't you noticed that there's something wrong with that villa?"
The security captain looked in the direction Third Saint was pointing, and was instantly stunned … wasn't this the f * * king villa of that Great Death-Courting Senior?!
Looking at the Taoist in white in front of him, no matter how stupid the security captain was, he knew that this person was most likely here for revenge!
The security captain panicked and broke out in a cold sweat. "Sir … don't act recklessly …"
Third Saint: "That villa is clearly built illegally. I believe you'll find it a lot more pleasing to the eye after I tear it down with my sword. "
The security captain: "Sir, who on earth are you …"
Third Saint stared at the security guard and said two words in a heavy tone, "Lei Feng!"
"…"
…
…
Completely ignoring the security captain's attempts to stop him, Third Saint strode into the villa with a golden saber.
As for the security captain at the gate, he had already been knocked down by Third Saint's spiritual pressure, and was directly foaming at the mouth as he fell to the ground, twitching.
This security guard was very lucky that he hadn't become a ghost under Third Saint's sword. Now, Third Saint's heart was filled with a vengeful rage, and he didn't immediately take the security guard's life. If this security captain had taken out his weapon, the result might have really been tragic.
When Third Saint reached the entrance, he realized that the villa's main door was already open.
Then, the youngster whom the Great Heaven and Earth Spirit Perception Array had monitored earlier slowly walked out.
The moment Third Saint saw him, he was a little stunned.
Because this youngster was wearing an azure … school uniform?
This person was actually a student?!
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