On the mountain path.
A creepy laughter came from nowhere and entered everyone's ears. It was as if a criminal from a mental hospital was not far away and could kill people at any time.
The few knife craftsmen behind him had already huddled together, trembling as they looked around.
They had an impression of this voice. It was one of the two first string ghosts that came to attack the knife craftsman village and started a massacre.
"Alright, alright, where should we start this time? Hehehehe … "
His voice came from all around again, but what was strange was that this time, his voice seemed to come from two different directions. The first half of the sentence was still in front of everyone, but by the second half of the sentence, he had already run to the back of everyone, giving them the feeling that they were completely surrounded.
Ryuga's gaze swept across the surroundings, then naturally turned to the direction behind her.
Twenty meters behind her, there was a huge towering ancient tree growing there, and on the branches of the ancient tree, there was a jade pot placed on it.
"Pop —"
The sound of a bottle cork being pulled open was heard. Then, from the narrow opening of the jade pot, a ghost jumped out like a fairy.
His facial features were upside down, and his body was ugly. The lower half of his body was completely left in the pot, and the two mouths that grew out of his eyes were laughing. On his face, there was an excited smile like a hunter who had just started hunting his prey.
The two eyes on his forehead and mouth were respectively engraved with the words "first string" and "fifth string". It was the fifth string of the first string, Jade Pot.
"Very good, as expected, let's start with the swordsman. I hate the swordsman of the Ghost Killer Team the most, and this kind of handsome kid!"
Jade Pot stood on the tree branch, and stretched out his webbed hand. His index finger pointed directly at Ryuga who was holding the He Dao in his hand, and an expression as if he was playing with a piece of art appeared in his eyes.
"Hmm … Where should I start? The corpse has to maintain a certain amount of vitality, otherwise it doesn't conform to my concept of art. "
He was like a butcher who was butchering pigs, and began to look up and down at Ryuga, as if he was worried about how to start.
"Bear!"
But in the next moment, before he could think of a way to attack, a huge flaming tiger was slashed out from Ryuga's sword. Like a ferocious tiger released from its cage, it roared fiercely and bit towards him.
Among the sword skills that he had organized, there was no need to doubt the power of Flaming Tiger. However, due to the need to condense the sword force, the speed of his attack was relatively slow.
However, after comprehending [Transparent World], Ryuga completely resolved this drawback by fine-tuning her own movements, allowing Yanhu to be able to release it as he wished. He could release it in an instant, and its power had become even stronger.
The gigantic Flaming Tiger, whose body was over three meters tall, was wrapped in raging flames. In one breath, it knocked Jade Pot, who was standing on a tree branch, flying away. The intense heat that flashed past almost ignited the tree branch.
"Crack!"
After Yanhu disappeared, a white porcelain pot fell from the sky and turned into a pile of fragments.
"Wow! It's too dangerous! "
But that voice that was filled with a terrifying sense of madness came from behind him. "You little brat, you're so young, how can you be so ruthless … Hmm? Don't tell me you're that little brat from the Ghost Killer Team that Master Wu Chou ordered to kill no matter what? "
Ryuga turned around.
Jade Pot's figure appeared on a mountain rock not far from the Village Chief and the rest. The pot under his feet had obviously changed, and even the patterns on the pot were different.
"Eh eh eh!"
Only when they heard the other party's voice did the few knife craftsmen react. They hurriedly carried the Village Chief and Zhuo Ya and leaned towards Ryuga. That gigantic flaming tiger from before had completely shocked them. Anyway, they knew that he was very strong.
"It doesn't look like his speed is very fast."
Ryuga's gaze fell on the pot under his feet. "Did he use different pots to move through space?"
In other words, he had moved from one pot to another. The different pots should have formed a connection through the Blood Ghost Art of First Level Five, so he could move between different pots.
Just now, he must have moved from that pot to this one before he was slashed by Yanhu. That was how he managed to dodge that attack.
"I heard that this little brat killed First Level Six, and almost killed First Level Three … He's a troublesome fellow. We can't be careless."
Jade Pot's face lost its previous casual expression and became cautious. Although he was confident in his own strength, he also knew that First Level Three's strength was far above his. Even First Level Three had almost died at the hands of this little brat. He could not be careless.
"Right, right, I'll let you take a look at this!"
Jade Pot's eyes moved slightly, and he quickly thought of a solution. A sinister smile appeared on his face, and with a snap of his fingers, another Jade Pot appeared on the ground not far from Ryuga.
Then, he released the 'collection' that was hidden in the jade pot.
"Jiang Jiang! Before you go on your way, please take a look at my latest masterpiece — — The End of the Bladesmith! "
Five different Bladesmith corpses appeared from the pot.
The corpses were all twisted in an irregular manner. Their limbs were bent at an unimaginable angle. A total of five Sunwheel Blades were accurately inserted into the necks of the swordsmiths.
Scarlet blood flowed down from their bodies. Most of the masks on their faces were broken, revealing the young or middle-aged faces under the masks. But without exception, their eyes had lost their color.
"First, please look at the hand of the work! When I was creating the sword, I deliberately placed the calloused and dirty hands of the bladesmith … in the most conspicuous position of the entire work! "
Jade Pot introduced the twisted corpses of the five bladesmith with a very complacent expression. The several tentacle-like hands on its body were clapping non-stop, producing loud applause.
"I extravagantly used five Bladesmith! At the same time, they used the blades stuck in their bodies to further emphasize their identity as swordsmiths! The reason why I kept these masks was to show the ruthlessness and absurdity of the work! "
"Of course, these are artistic techniques that I consciously used … That's right, this is an unparalleled work of art! How about it? It can be said to be the work of God! "
While Jade Pot was proudly introducing the 'work of art', he was also secretly observing Ryuga's reaction.
In his impression, the swordsmen of the Ghost Killing Team hated ghosts the most. As long as he showed the work of art that he created, the swordsmen of the Ghost Killing Team would definitely be blinded by anger and become extremely irrational. This way, he would have a chance to win …!
"Hmm? Why doesn't he have any expression of anger? "
Jade Pot looked at Ryuga with some confusion. Her expression did not change from beginning to end, as if she was not shocked or angry at all.
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