Legendary Clan Chief
Chapter 284 - 284 276 Slaying Ghosts!_1

284: Chapter 276: Slaying Ghosts!_1 284: Chapter 276: Slaying Ghosts!_1 The middle-aged Ghost Tribe member could hardly believe it and even started to panic.

Not only was the Ghost Flame he had been cultivating for hundreds of years damaged, but the ghost tool he had obtained from a relic was now showing a small crack.

He couldn’t defeat this youthful human; this was a significant loss.

“Kid!

You harmed my Ghost General’s Ghost Flame and destroyed my Ghost Stone Lamp.

I will break your bones inch by inch, making you experience infinite pain of this world, enduring soul-reaping tortures akin to purgatory!”

The Ghost Shadow became somewhat vague at this moment.

He shouted angrily, the black arm forwarded, the black mist writhed about, and a bloody Ghost Head Blood Knife emerged, falling into his palm.

Blood was flowing in it, giving off detestable whiffs.

“Kill!”

The figure flickered and turned into black smoke.

The distance of several tens of feet was spanned instantaneously.

On the Ghost Head Saber were ghost shadows howling, and ghost faces continuously appearing.

It seemed as though thousands of ghost shadows were dancing wildly together, continuously spewing out a green flame.

The air was cracking and hissing as it was split open; the eerie chill spread out in shockwaves.

Xiao Chen didn’t sidestep.

The wings of the Pegasus beneath him fluttered.

The Void of several tens of steps is as if were right under his nose.

The Ghost Tribe’s middle-aged figure is disproportionately small from his high position.

His War Spear was flourished with a Combat Qi, like a green streak crossing the Void.

All these days, Xiao Chen’s strength had been slowly growing.

Now his body was robust, and his internal organs were extremely stable.

Even if his Qi and Blood were raging in a short time, he could remain as stable as before.

This spear technique he used was called the Wild Elephant Spear Technique, which he selected from the remains of the Purple Snake Tribe.

After months of comprehension, it had become second nature to him.

Under the help of his robust Combat Qi, the aura of the Desolate Wilds spread out.

The spear came out like lightning, and its trajectory through the ghostly Qi was a thunderous roar, burning the surrounding ghost Qi to nothing.

With the bolstering of Combat Qi, it was like a green fire dragon.

Clang!

Clang!

Clang!

In an instant, the green war spear had already clashed with the bloody ghost head saber hundreds of times.

Countless sparks splashed out.

Every collision was like stone striking iron, creating waves of heat and Cold Darkness spreading out.

Chaotic stones flew around, and the dust was all over the sky.

The powerful currents caused Stone Houses to collapse below, creating a wave of hot and cold tides.

Sizzle!

In a blink of an eye, with a soft sound, a ten-foot-long dark blue spear light spouted from the war spear, carrying a dominating will, like a thunderbolt, greeted the middle-aged ghost Tribesman.

The middle-aged ghost Tribesman kept fending off and kept retreating.

In his hollow eye sockets, the green flames were jumping more frequently.

At this moment, he felt enormous pressure.

The young man before him had a lower Martial Arts level than him, but he was a peeerless fighter, constantly pressing him down.

The three-meter-long spear was not only faster than lightning, but each strike was also weighing a thousand catties.

Each hit on his bloody ghost head saber was like a giant boulder falling, shaking his Ghost Body numb.

What’s more important was that each strike from Xiao Chen carried an invisible will, making his figure suddenly stagnant.

However, just during this short breath, the first opportunity was lost, and he could only defend passively.

This kind of domineering will made his body feel a little restrained, as if the Cold Darkness that originally benefited him also became stagnant.

The omnipresent, oppressive will from all directions made him hesitant with each strike, making it hard to go all out.

The supreme will had clearly neared physicality, which was not something that could be newly comprehended.

“From virtual to reality, from illusion to actuality!

This is the early achievement of will!”

The middle-aged Ghost Tribe member exclaimed again.

The supreme will that the youth in front of him had comprehended had already taken form—it was materializing.

He hadn’t expected to encounter this in this remote, wild land.

For a warrior who had comprehended supreme will, wasn’t every one of them a genius who could fight above their level?

This young man was even more so, his body was strong, his energy was abundant; how could such a scene appearing on a young warrior not startle him?

However, this middle-aged ghost of the Ghost Tribe was in a difficult situation.

He was compelled to fight back.

The spear technique of his opponent was like a giant dragon from the Desolate Wilds.

Each strike had the weight of thunder and moved like a lightning bolt – a divine thunderbolt from the heavens.

Coupled with the supreme imprisonment of the opponent’s will, he had no chance to retreat or dodge.

Even his blood-red Ghost Head Knife was wailing constantly.

Originally, the knife was dyed a tide of blood, but now it was visibly melting away at an alarming speed.

The bloody aura on this Ghost Head Knife, extremely evil in nature, was refined from the slaughter of hundreds of thousands of people.

Any ordinary human warrior who came into contact with it would be corroded by the Xue Sha in an instant, reduced to puddles of blood.

However, the scorching aura emanating from the War Spear, superior in its blazing yang dominance and sharp edge, was exactly the antidote to his cold, ghostly yin energy.

Thud!

Finally, under Xiao Chen’s fierce onslaught, the middle-aged ghost was hit.

Dark, ghostly blood hung from the corner of his mouth.

His chest, struck by the scorching, yang-oriented Combat Qi, was torn open, revealing a large chunk of bloody flesh.

Smoke kept rising, but it couldn’t heal even a bit.

The arm that held the Ghost Head Great Saber was also fractured, no longer able to withstand Xiao Chen’s attack.

“Kill!”

Xiao Chen thrust his spear forward, the Black War Spear was surrounded by dark green Combat Qi.

However, this thrust was aimed at empty air, as the middle-aged ghost transformed again into a lump of Black Mist and dispersed, re-condensing dozens of yards away.

“Boy, you destroyed my ghost artifact and shattered my decades-long plan to ascend to being a Ghost Marshal.

I swear I will have revenge.

I remember you.

Wait until my return, I’ll spare no one in your tribe!”

The middle-aged ghost looked even more fierce and terrifying, the injuries on his body constantly scorched his Ghost Body.

Just to break free from Xiao Chen’s confinement, he had used an incomplete bloodline ban, severely draining nearly half of his ghost energy and vitality.

At this moment facing Xiao Chen, he no longer had the power to fight.

Whoo!

In the next moment, the Ghost Shadow flickered and turned into a cloud of black smoke.

He cared no more for his men and dashed towards the tribe’s outer border amid the screaming wind.

“Think you can escape?”

Xiao Chen couldn’t help laughing lightly.

Trying to outrun a Heavenly Horse in such a short distance was futile.

In the next moment, his steed, Yu Feng, spread its wings.

The Heavenly Horse traveled through the air, spanning the distance almost instantly, catching up to the Black Mist.

There was a metallic clang.

The spear light in Xiao Chen’s hand grew even more brilliant, the blue light was like a tide, pervading the surroundings as if the azure sky had arrived.

Yet, it emitted an incredibly hot aura, and an endless killing intent surged.

Clank!

Accompanied by a faint metallic clang, an unrivaled will once again rose from the body of Xiao Chen.

In an instant, the Black Mist dozens of yards away felt as if it had been struck by lightning, freezing it in the air.

“No!

I won’t accept this!”

The Black Mist gathered again to form a figure, one filled with desperation.

Xiao Chen’s spear strike was simply too astonishing, making him feel as if a massive mountain was pressing down on him.

The invisible will imprisoned his whole body, solidifying his blood and energy.