"Slash!" Ye Xuan shouted and swung the Spiritual Axe in his hand. The black flames transformed into the shape of a giant axe and slashed towards Shi Shaojian.
Chi!
Shi Shaojian, who had been charging towards Ye Xuan, suddenly stopped in his tracks. His entire body suddenly split into two halves from the top of his head. Under the cover of faint black flames, Shi Shaojian's corpse was instantly engulfed, and it gradually turned into ashes. Only a pile of black ashes was left on the ground to prove that Shi Shaojian had existed.
After Shi Shaojian turned into ashes, a system notification rang out in Ye Xuan's head. "Congratulations host, you have received the Luck of this Dream World. Your total Luck in the Zombie Sovereign Dream World is:."
"Wow, Master, what is that axe? It's so powerful. It turned that bastard into ashes in one strike?" Qiu Sheng was shocked when he saw Ye Xuan hack Shi Shaojian into ashes. Then he asked Lin Fengjiao, who was beside him, with great interest.
"That's right, that's right. Master, what's that?" Wen Cai interrupted.
"Spiritual weapon?" Lin Fengjiao did not pay any attention to Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai. Looking at the black Spiritual Axe in Ye Xuan's hand, she frowned and murmured to herself.
"Master, what is a spiritual weapon?" Although Lin Fengjiao did not say it to them, Qiu Sheng heard what Lin Fengjiao said and asked curiously.
"A spiritual weapon is a weapon with a spirit. It is a Daoist weapon that is more powerful than a magic weapon. In ancient times, it was also called a magic weapon." This time, Lin Fengjiao did not answer. Instead, she gave a simple explanation to her two disciples.
"Master, that … that magic weapon is very powerful?" Wen Cai asked in confusion.
Lin Fengjiao unhappily glanced at Wen Cai and said, "Didn't you see that even my dao technique was useless against that corpse demon? Fellow Daoist Ye was able to kill it with one strike of his axe. Don't you think it's amazing?"
"Then, then Master, do you have a magic treasure like Senior Ye's?" Wen Cai asked in a daze with a face full of anticipation.
"Idiot, if master had that kind of magic treasure, would he still be in such a sorry state?" Qiu Sheng, who was beside him, scolded.
"Hmph, shut up. No one will think you're a mute if you don't speak!" Lin Fengjiao coldly snorted.
"Ma-master, then, then it's over now, okay?" Wen Cai looked at the courtyard full of corpses and the pile of ashes that Shi Shaojian had turned into. He couldn't help but reveal a smile.
"In your dreams. Be careful. If I'm not wrong, your Martial Uncle will personally take action next!"
Ka-cha! Ka-cha!
As soon as Lin Fengjiao finished speaking, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled in the sky above the Lin Family. Countless bolts of lightning, each as thick as a pinky finger, danced wildly like countless silver snakes. They struck the ground and even blasted holes the size of bowls into the ground.
"Daoist Ye, I'm afraid that this time my Martial Brother will personally take action. His Lightning Fist is extremely powerful outside the house. It's not good for us. Why don't we hide inside the house first? We'll be able to adapt when the time comes." Lin Fengjiao looked at the roaring lightning and shouted at Ye Xuan.
"Okay, then let's hide inside the house." Looking at the lightning outside, Ye Xuan felt that even if all the lightning struck him, the Nine Transformations Mysterious Method was not an ordinary body-refining method. With his current physical strength, he figured he would at most be numbed for a while. It would not pose any threat to him at all.
However, even if it did not pose a threat to him, it would still pose a great threat to ordinary people. Not to mention Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng, who were almost as strong as ordinary people, even a Grandmaster like Lin Fengjiao would have to pay a visit to her Martial Ancestor if she was struck a few times.
The four of them quickly retreated into the living room and closed the doors and windows. Just as Lin Fengjiao and the other two were about to let out a sigh of relief, there was a sudden "boom". Then, they saw a corner of the wall being smashed open by a huge piece of wood. After smashing open the wall, the wood did not stop. Instead, it went straight towards Lin Fengjiao and her two disciples.
"Ah!" Seeing such a huge piece of wood come crashing towards them, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai screamed in fear. Wen Cai was so frightened that he could not move. If it weren't for Ye Xuan pulling him back at the last moment, he would have been sent flying.
"Fellow Daoist, be careful. This is my Martial Brother's Wooden Stake Technique!" Lin Fengjiao couldn't help but remind Qiu Sheng.
"What do we do, Master?" Qiu Sheng asked anxiously as he looked at the huge piece of wood.
Lin Fengjiao frowned. This Wooden Stake was a spell of the five elements. It was taught to Shi Jian after he became the First Disciple of Mao Mountain. Lin Fengjiao couldn't think of a way to break it.
"Ah, Master, it's coming again!" Before Lin Fengjiao could come up with a solution, she suddenly heard another explosion. Another huge piece of wood came crashing in, crashing towards Wen Cai.
"Why is it me again!" Seeing the huge piece of wood rushing towards him, Wen Cai screamed as he ran backwards.
Bang!
Just as the giant log was about to hit Wen Cai again, Ye Xuan suddenly stretched out his hand and slapped the giant log that was flying in the air. With a muffled sound, the giant log suddenly paused and was sent flying.
"Yes, I'm saved. Thank you, Senior Ye!" Seeing that the wooden stake that was chasing him was sent flying, Wen Cai stopped and patted his chest in gratitude to Ye Xuan.
"Be careful!" However, Ye Xuan did not respond to Wen Cai's gratitude. Instead, he suddenly let out a soft shout and appeared behind Wen Cai in a flash. Then, he gently slapped his palm behind him. With a boom, a log that was about to crash into Wen Cai was slapped away.
"Wen Cai, let's go and stand with 9th Uncle and Qiu Sheng. That way, I can better deal with these wooden dummies." Seeing the wooden dummies appearing one after another, Ye Xuan dragged Wen Cai and ran to Lin Fengjiao's side.
To him, these so-called wooden stakes were really strange. Even with Ye Xuan's Spiritual Force, he couldn't see where these wooden stakes came from. It was as if they were created out of thin air and directly appeared in Lin Fengjiao's house.
"Ninth Uncle, what's with these wooden stakes? Why do they seem to appear out of thin air?" Ye Xuan went to Lin Fengjiao's side and asked.
"Fellow Ye, I'm not too sure about these wooden stakes either. I only know that they are one of the five elemental spells and are very powerful. We must be careful!" Lin Fengjiao shook her head and said shamefully.
Hearing Lin Fengjiao's words, Ye Xuan couldn't help but frown. He didn't think that even Lin Fengjiao didn't know about these wooden stakes. This was going to be troublesome.
While Ye Xuan and Lin Fengjiao were talking, Shi Jian seemed to know that one or two wooden stakes wouldn't be able to do anything to the four of them. Thus, after pausing for a while, the roof of Lin Fengjiao's house suddenly rumbled. Then, at least ten wooden stakes rained down on the four of them in the hall.
Boom!!!
Thank you to "West Lake Misty Rain Han, an old old bookworm" for your tips! To be continued.
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