Yu Xian's lucky victory this time was completely unexpected.
Is there any reason not to kill them all?
He immediately chased after him without hesitation.
After chasing for a while, Yu Xian felt something strange.
Although the Linqiong Ghost King staggered, his figure was flickering and erratic after being possessed by a ghost, but his speed was not slow.
After trying hard to catch up for a long time, the distance was only slightly closed.
Yu Xian was anxious, but he didn't have many means to hurry.
Linqiong Ghost King fled in a panic at first, but he slowly recovered and chose some remote places to walk.
After she was possessed by a ghost, her figure would be slightly transparent in the sun, but darker in the shadows.
Along the way, he passed through dilapidated houses and climbed over low walls. The light and darkness changed, and Yu Xian almost lost track of him several times.
Unknowingly, I chased him to a large house in the north of the city.
As soon as Yu Xian turned around and chased Linqiong Ghost King, he felt something was wrong.
There was a faint smell of blood and burning in the depths of the house, and the Linqiong Ghost King also paused for a moment.
Yu Xian couldn't make up his mind.
"I must have been deceived, right?"
At this time, Yu Xian also felt that he had gone too far in pursuit.
Linqiong Ghost King, who was running away in front, noticed that Yu Xian had stopped. She looked back at Yu Xian and understood something in her heart.
Even though he was seriously injured and his face was pale, he still smiled.
"It seems I can't keep you, so whatever, I'll argue with you next time."
If it were anyone else, Yu Xian would be suspicious, as his words were a bit bluffing.
But when Linqiong Ghost King said this, he actually believed it.
Yu Xian stood far away, wanting to retreat, and couldn't think clearly for a while.
He scratched his head and couldn't figure out why Wu Yan would let people ambush him.
It shouldn't be.
Yu Xian was preoccupied and stared blankly at the ghost king of Linqiong who was leaving in the distance.
I was just distracted at first and my eyes were focused, but I suddenly discovered something.
The Linqiong Ghost King fled far away, and when he opened the back garden door, he staggered, and then subconsciously took two steps back.
Although Yu Xian entered the garden very quickly, his mind moved and he followed closely.
When Yu Xian entered the garden, he immediately saw the chaotic and messy scene inside.
Linqiong Ghost King was standing in front of two half-charred corpses in a state of despair.
The two corpses laid out on the ground seemed to have experienced cruel torture. Not only had their skeletons and flesh been torn apart, but there were many places where the burned skin had penetrated the flesh. The method was extremely bloody and cruel.
Yu Xian looked around and quickly figured it out.
This should be another stronghold of the Wugui Sect in Zitong City. The Linqiong Ghost King fled here after being seriously injured, presumably to rely on the power of these two people to stay behind.
Fortunately, another accident seemed to have happened here, and the two people living here were actually killed.
Yu Xian's eyes flickered, and now was the time to add insult to injury.
Immediately, he pretended to be unaware, snorted softly, and forced out a stream of white gas that contained the meaning of sharp gold from his lungs.
This white gas was like smoke, twisting and turning, and then sneaked towards the Linqiong Ghost King from behind at an extremely fast speed.
Yu Xian's Confucianism was only a side sect and could not be used to enter the palace. Although this sharp golden energy was sharp, its power was very small.
Correspondingly, there is not much movement.
Linqiong Ghost King was in a daze, and he didn't realize it until the white air came behind him.
However, she reacted very quickly, turning sideways in a hurry to avoid Yu Xian's sneak attack.
Yu Xian made a sneak attack with the spirit of Jin De, originally with the idea of attacking the east and west. The Linqiong Ghost King was distracted, and Yu Xian immediately pounced on him like a ferocious tiger, hoping to kill the Linqiong Ghost King.
Linqiong Ghost King turned around and glanced at Yu Xian with a dull expression. He raised his hand and grabbed it. A corpse on the ground jumped up like a marionette and stopped in front of Yu Xian.
Yu Xian snorted coldly, "The mantis' arm is like a chariot!"
As he spoke, he swung the stick and smashed the corpse into pieces.
Linqiong Ghost King's face was expressionless, and his five fingers were like plucking strings. The half-burnt, mutilated corpse suddenly opened its eyes and looked at Yu Xian.
Yu Xian's heart trembled. Where the stick fell, although the corpse was knocked back and fell to the ground, it was not beaten to pieces as Yu Xian thought.
Yu Xian became more and more vigilant.
His club can't be said to have the power of a thousand pounds, but it is enough to beat a healthy horse, tiger, and leopard into a pulp. However, the battered and battered corpse in front of him was only knocked down.
Linqiong Ghost King glanced at him, and using the little time he gained, he quickly distanced himself from Yu Xian, and then fled out of the garden without looking back.
Yu Xian glanced at the two corpses on the ground and immediately hesitated.
Linqiong Ghost King has greatly increased his strength with the help of these two corpses, but she left so decisively. It was obvious that the person she had to guard against was not herself, but...
The guy who killed these two people!
This made Yu Xian feel like he was riding a tiger.
Yu Xian was definitely not willing to let the Linqiong Ghost King go, but if he followed him, he might get into even bigger troubles.
After all, Yu Xian couldn't let go, gritted his teeth and chased after him again.
This time the Linqiong Ghost King ran away unhappily, and Yu Xian followed him with a tacit understanding.
Investigate its psychology.
For the Ghost King of Linqiong, if nothing happens where he goes this time, he can naturally lure Yu Xian to kill him; if something unexpected happens there, he will have someone to support him before he dies, and there will be people chatting and laughing on the road to hell.
Yu Xian was vigilant and was reluctant to take this opportunity to kill the Linqiong Ghost King. Moreover, if his tactics were spread, he would lose a sharp weapon against the disciples of the Witch Ghost Sect in the future.
The two of them were not slow and soon arrived at another courtyard in the east of the city.
This place is also shaded by bamboos, making it extremely eerie.
This time, when he was still far away, Yu Xian could smell the strong smell of burning.
The two of them accelerated at the same time and entered the garden one after the other.
As expected, Yu Xian found another corpse in the garden, but this fat corpse was extremely strange. The skin on the body had been torn like rags, but it was still tenaciously connected together, even the surroundings
There were not even a few drops of blood to be found on the ground that was in a mess due to the fight.
Yu Xian took a closer look and saw that the flesh exposed by the disembowelment was red, as if greedily locking in every drop of blood.
Yu Xian quickly looked around again.
It seemed that a life-and-death fight had taken place here, and the scene was even more intense than where the two people died before.
The diffuse death energy lingers unwillingly around all the creatures in the garden, killing the birds that fly by and the budding grass.
Even Yu Xian felt uncomfortable.
Linqiong Ghost King stood there blankly, his figure swaying a bit due to his severe injuries.
Yu Xian was extremely confident that he could kill her easily even without any calculation.
He took a look at the corpse on the ground, and unexpectedly asked, "Who is this?"
Linqiong Ghost King slowly looked at Yu Xian, his voice a little hoarse.
"This is the White Mountain Ghost King..."
Yu Xian was shocked when he heard this.
Is this the White Mountain Ghost King? The strongest among the ten ghost kings? The master of He Xuan, Mei Zhe and others?
Shocked, he looked at the fat corpse again.
Then his eyes fell on one place, and he knelt down and tried to open the hand of the White Mountain Ghost King.
Use a little force.
The White Mountain Ghost King opened his palm, revealing a handful of seven-colored down feathers.