Supreme Warrior in the City
Chapter 1284 - 1283 Hell Ghost Soldiers

Chapter 1284: Chapter 1283 Hell Ghost Soldiers

Su Yang’s brow furrowed, the moment Xie Bi’an made a move, he sensed that Xie Bi’an’s strength was formidable. And now, it seemed that Xie Bi’an’s strength was probably on par with Fan Wujie, both on the same level as Lü Donglin.

Su Yang, despite a significant increase in his abilities, still had some gaps compared to Lü Donglin.

The sudden arrival of these two masters really made the situation troublesome.

However, Ge Kaiyang was extremely excited, exclaiming, "Seventh Uncle, kill him! Kill him! Take down that Su surname! That bastard, not even showing respect to my grandfather, deserves a million deaths. Don’t let him live!"

Xie Bi’an looked at Su Yang with a faint smile, "Master Su, how about we too exchange a few moves?"

Knowing he was no match for Xie Bi’an, Su Yang naturally wouldn’t engage in a direct confrontation. His gaze swept around as he spoke coldly, "Are you so confident that you can kill me in front of so many people here?"

"Aiyo, I almost forgot about them!" Xie Bi’an let out a howl to the sky.

Suddenly, a commotion came from the distant woods, followed immediately by a group of people rushing out.

Su Yang saw clearly; these people were dressed in extremely odd attire. As they drew closer, Su Yang could see that they were wearing shrouds meant for the dead.

Moreover, each of them had a ghastly pale complexion without the slightest hint of color, making them appear truly like the dead. In this dark night, they exuded a chilling presence.

Su Yang recalled what Lian Wanxiong had said about the evaluation of the Jade-Faced Judge, an expert of an evil faction with a sinister secret technique, even his associates were extremely bizarre.

Compared to the evil sect experts Su Yang had encountered in the Southern Six Provinces, these people by the Jade-Faced Judge’s side were truly bizarre!

"Procession of a Hundred Ghosts!" Ge Kaiyang was overjoyed and laughed loudly, "Seventh Uncle, Eighth Uncle, you’ve even brought grandfather’s Hell Ghost Soldiers? Wonderful! Let’s see how you die this time, Mr. Su!"

Yet, the people around Su Yang all had ugly expressions. Some were familiar with the Jade-Faced Judge. Seeing the approaching figures, they couldn’t help but shiver.

"It’s the Hell Ghost Soldiers under the command of the Jade-Faced Judge, personally trained by him, and their strength is terrifying!"

"The Jade-Faced Judge has dispatched these Hell Ghost Soldiers, what is he planning?"

"These people excel in group combat. If we really fight, even if our numbers... even if our numbers were tenfold, we wouldn’t stand a chance..."

The crowd erupted into chaos, and even Lü Donglin’s face turned grave as he gritted his teeth and said, "Xie Bi’an, Fan Wujie, are the two of you seeking death? Bringing the Hell Ghost Soldiers to Capital City, do you know the consequences?"

Xue Nu had told him about the strength of the Hell Ghost Soldiers, which was no less than the War God Team that his uncle had trained.

Furthermore, most crucially, the Hell Ghost Soldiers had no human emotions, they were truly like ghost soldiers. Alive only to take lives, wherever they went, they brought endless slaughter, which was terrifying.

For this reason, the Hell Ghost Soldiers had always been despised. Indeed, Mahakasyapa had fought the Jade-Faced Judge several times and under Mahakasyapa’s command, 300 Arhats forced these Hell Ghost Soldiers to be sealed away, not seen for over a decade.

Now, these Hell Ghost Soldiers had arrived at Capital City, what was happening?

In addition to Black and White Impermanence, the two most favored subordinates of the Jade-Faced Judge, also arrived at Capital City, which added to Lü Donglin’s doubts. What exactly did the Jade-Faced Judge intend to do this time?

"Who made the rule that we can’t come to Capital City?" Xie Bi’an chuckled, "If Master Su wants to bully us for being outnumbered, of course I have to bring some people over. Otherwise, wouldn’t I be beaten up by the crowd today?"

Su Yang’s expression was ice cold. He knew that Xie Bi’an’s words were just an excuse. These people came to Capital City surely for other purposes.

"So, you brought so many people to Capital City just for me?" Su Yang said coldly, "I’m actually quite flattered!"

"Hahaha..." Xie Bi’an laughed, "No matter what, dying at the hands of the Hell Ghost Soldiers is also an honor for you. What do you say, shall I give you some face and you take your own life?"

"Are you so sure that I will definitely die here?" Su Yang replied coldly, "The battle isn’t over yet, no one knows what might happen!"

"By the looks of it, do you still want to challenge?" Xie Bi’an smiled, "Alright then, if that’s the case, let us fight."

After Xie Bi’an finished speaking, he waved his hand lightly and howled once again.

The Hell Ghost Soldiers immediately charged, forming a fan shape and encircling Su Yang and his party.

Su Yang was also prepared, waving to his people to stand in a circle to prevent being attacked from both sides.

Although Su Yang’s side wasn’t small in numbers, there were even more Hell Ghost Soldiers. Soon, they had completely surrounded Su Yang’s people.

Lü Donglin was still engaged in a fierce fight with Fan Wujie. The two were evenly matched. In this short period, Su Yang had realized that Fan Wujie’s strength was even above Lü Wenbang’s. It would be difficult for Lü Donglin to defeat him!

Su Yang took a deep breath; he knew he couldn’t avoid tonight’s battle. But since it had come to this, it was impossible not to fight.

Just as Su Yang was about to give the order to start the fight, a Buddhist chant suddenly echoed from the distance: "Amitabha Buddha!"

Everyone turned to look in unison, even Lü Donglin was startled and turned around.

On a small hill in the distance, an average-sized monk had appeared at some unknown time. The monk was dressed in a plain gray monk’s robe and looked very ordinary. However, the moonlight shined on his body, casting a crystalline glow, which attracted countless gazes.

Lü Donglin was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, "You hairless rat, you’ve also come!"

The monk showed a helpless expression, brought his palms together and said quietly, "Master Lü, it’s been years, and your mouth seems to have no filter."

Su Yang nearly laughed out loud; the monk truly had a way with words.

"Cut the nonsense!" Lü Donglin cut to the chase, "Come here and handle this."

The monk chuckled and took a slow step forward. With that step, however, he had already crossed a hundred meters.

After a dozen such steps, he was right at the scene. Everyone watched him approach with what seemed like a slow gait, but in reality, he moved incredibly fast, reaching the site in a few moments.

Both Fan Wujie and Xie Bi’an frowned, looking quite uneasy. Facing the monk, both of them seemed very anxious.