The enormous blade energy sliced through, and the thick fog parted and reformed.
But the scene they saw in this short time was enough to cause fear.
What was the background of this layer of thick fog? Why were wandering souls running amok in broad daylight?
Where did so many ghosts come from? Even if all the people of Little Lin Town turned into malicious ghosts, it was impossible for there to be so many of them that they practically filled their field of vision!
Of course, everyone already knew that with so many wandering ghosts, the entire Little Lin Town … probably had no more living people!
One of the seven towns under Maplewood City's jurisdiction was gone.
At this time, it was still Wei Yan's calm voice that sounded first, suppressing the chaos: "Those skilled in fire element dao techniques, set up a line of fire fifty paces away from the team. The rest of you, kill the wandering souls within the line of fire in the shortest time possible! "
Five element dao techniques were the most basic dao techniques, and there were many xiuzhe skilled in fire element. Following Wei Yan's order, puffs of flame ignited fifty paces away from the team. Then, under the guidance of Wei Yan's adjutant, these flames instantly joined together, drawing out a circular line of fire.
Outside the circle of fire, the ghosts temporarily retreated. And the wandering souls that were drawn into the circle of fire also instantly went berserk.
At this time, Li Jianqiu suddenly sheathed his flaming longsword. His hands formed a seal in front of his chin, and then he decisively slanted to the side. Two blazing swords of flame appeared in his hands just like that.
The two swords were like swimming dragons, bringing him into the crowd of ghosts in an instant. One sword exterminating ghosts, two swords breaking souls.
At the same time, a streak of sword energy circled around in a flash, and countless ghosts were gradually annihilated. The sword energy receded, and Jiang Wang's vigorous figure appeared.
East-rising Purple Qi Sword Technique, the first move of the killing method!
Everyone was shocked. They didn't think that this xiuzhe who hadn't condensed dao vortices could use sword techniques to annihilate souls, and his efficiency was much higher than theirs.
When Jiang Wang moved, Zhao Rucheng also moved. His longsword spun like lightning, cutting through a path of ghosts.
Usually, they didn't see him work very hard, but his usage of East-rising Purple Qi Sword was actually not much worse than Jiang Wang's.
Of the people present, only Du Yehu and Ling He looked at each other. The mortal martial arts they were proficient in were hardly effective against supernatural enemies like ghosts. If he were to simply activate his blood Qi, he would be able to kill a few ghosts. However, how much blood Qi would they have to activate when facing so many wandering souls?
Actually, Jiang Wang did not hide the Purple Cloud East-rising Sword Art from them. It was just that Du Yehu believed in his own fists and did not rely on external objects, so he did not dare to be interested in the sword art. As for Ling He … it was probably due to his innate talent that his progress was slow. Until now, he had yet to master a Killing technique and was unable to use it in actual combat.
Back then, he was the only one among them who was as hardworking as Jiang Wang. He didn't fall behind because of his hard work.
The situation on the field seemed to be good, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that it was critical.
The ones that appeared so far were all normal wandering souls. Now that Little Forest Town had gathered so many wandering souls for some unknown reason, there must be evil spirits and malicious spirits among them. There might even be ghost generals!
This was no longer a situation that this small team could deal with. The best plan now was to quickly leave the battle.
However, as the group continued forward, they had long lost their sense of direction in the thick fog. The ring of fire was surrounded by layers of ghosts. How could it be easy to break through?
Wei Yan stepped out of the ring of fire, allowing the ghosts to swarm him and bite him. His old and mottled armor trembled slightly, and the ghosts that were about to latch onto him dissipated.
However, there was no joy on his face. Instead, he stepped back into the ring of fire and said in a low voice, "Is there anyone who specializes in Wind Element Dao Arts? Try to disperse this fog! "
Although he was asking the group, his gaze landed on Wang Zhangxiang.
Compared to the Five Elements Dao Arts of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, Wind Element Dao Arts were relatively unpopular. However, Wang Zhangxiang was an expert in this field.
Wang Zhangxiang did not hesitate. He immediately drew a line in front of him with his fingers, using wind blades to clear the surrounding ghosts. Then, his hands moved like butterflies, changing seals. Finally, he put his hands together in front of his lips. His index finger and middle finger were connected, and his thumb, ring finger, and pinky were placed together. In the triangular area formed by his middle finger and ring finger, he opened his mouth and breathed.
The gentle breath passed through the finger area and suddenly became violent. It spun and grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, and crashed into the thick fog. Like a violent divine dragon, it roared angrily in such a thick fog.
Wind Element Dao Art, Breath Tornado!
This wind was no ordinary wind. It was one of the Eight Winds, the Eastern Mingshu Wind.
The Mingshu Wind was the Mingshu Wind. It was the right time to use it here.
Even among sixth-rank cultivators, not all of them could master such a powerful Dao Art. However, Wang Zhangxiang was able to master this Dao Art before opening the Heaven and Earth Gate. It could not be said to be weak.
Wang Zhangxiang, who had completed the Dao Art, was pale. Clearly, this Dao Art was not a small burden for him. He barely stood. "I'll leave the rest to you."
Wherever the roaring tornado passed, the thick fog was dispersed. For the first time since everyone entered Xiao Lin Town, they could see this place clearly.
There were candied haw skewers leaning against the wall. The rice shop was connected to the soy sauce shop. The banners of the restaurant were still fluttering in the wind.
It was as if nothing had changed — if not for those wandering souls.
The wandering souls inside the ring of fire had been swept away. However, the wandering souls outside the ring were still lingering like ants. They were instinctively afraid of fire, but they were also instinctively reluctant to part with these living people who were full of vitality.
"Oh no!"
This exclamation sounded the alarm. Everyone only saw that the roaring tornado was about to pass by, and the thick fog in the distance was once again gathering. This kind of fog could not be dispersed even by the Breath Tornado.
"Let's take this opportunity to withdraw first." Li Jianqiu held the Roaring Flame Sword and suggested in a low voice.
In the interval created by the Breath Tornado, everyone could already judge the direction. With the strength of this group, in the absence of the ghost general, they had a great chance to retreat safely.
Wei Yan held his sword and stared at the approaching thick fog. No one knew what he was thinking.
His adjutant also became anxious. "Sir, the situation in Xiao Lin Town is not something we can handle! We have to mobilize the army. Moreover, the people in Xiao Lin Town are all dead. It is meaningless for us to stay here. How about … "
Wei Yan interrupted him. "The ghosts we have seen so far are all ordinary wandering souls. None of them are sane. You have to know that there are so many ghosts here. This is not normal. "
Wang Zhangxiang frowned. "There are no cultivators who specialize in the art of controlling ghosts in Maplewood City. The things here should be handled by the city guards. Once the army arrives, the Evil Spirit will surge and these wandering souls will disperse. "
"The Aqua Tribe of Qingjiang has strange movements. The city guards went to suppress them. When they come back … it may be too late. "Wei Yan had to reveal a very important news.
Qingjiang was a big river that connected the entire Qinghe County. The Green Willow River outside Maplewood City was one of its tributaries. However, the Aqua Tribe of Qingjiang had already made an agreement with the Zhuang Ting. Why would they suddenly have strange movements?
Jiang Wang pondered in his heart. However, the "strange movements" meant that the Aqua Tribe of Qingjiang had restrained themselves. However, the government could not ignore the big event that involved the entire Qinghe County. Therefore, it was reasonable for the city guards to mobilize everywhere.
The Devouring Heart Demon appeared … the Aqua Tribe of Qingjiang had strange movements … the Hundred Ghosts of Xiao Lin Town traveled in daylight. These things seemed to be unrelated, but there was a pair of invisible hands that pinched them together.
"Something is wrong." Wei Yan shook his head and made a decision. "Everyone, follow me and charge forward. If I don't stop, no one can stop! Those who are left behind, leave it to fate! "
He did not wait for others to dissuade him. As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped out of the fire circle with his sword and took the lead to charge into the depths of Xiao Lin Town.
As his adjutant, Zhao Lang naturally did not hesitate to follow. Then Li Jianqiu and Wang Zhangxiang followed. They were all experienced. Although they did not agree with Wei Yan's decision, they knew that the power could not be divided at this time.
In the end, the whole team was quickly mobilized. With Wei Yan as the arrowhead, they fiercely charged into the depths of Xiao Lin Town.
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