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Chapter 123 Such lackeys can be killed with one finger

Shen Qing was stunned.

He didn't expect that his finger could kill the evil ghost without a trace, leaving no trace at all.

In the dense forest ahead.

Ghosts kept appearing from all directions, each with a hideous face, red eyes, and a cruel smile on their lips.

They used to be human, but after being killed by the tiger demon, they turned into evil spirits and lost their humanity.

At this moment, it was approaching and shuttling towards the position of Lian Bing and others with its fangs and claws.

Lian Bing and others were blocked on all sides by ghosts and had no way to escape.

The ghosts' bodies were erratic and their speed was incredibly fast.

In addition to the sudden change, many people were frightened and the weapons they used could not hurt the minions at all.

Blood splattered everywhere and screams rose and fell, echoing deep in the woods.

Those who were pounced upon by the evil spirits were instantly swallowed up by the darkness, leaving behind only sharp wails.

Lian Bing seemed to have some experience in dealing with the minions. With his powerful strength, he was able to injure one or two of them, but that was all he could do.

After working together with another martial artist to kill a ghost, the two of them looked exhausted, and despair appeared on their faces at the same time.

It took so much effort to kill just one of them, and with so many left, there is no chance of survival for them at all.

Xiao Zhi, who was behind the crowd and was on guard, saw that the situation was not right and ran away.

Seeing the stunned Shen Qing, he hurriedly shouted, "Run! There are too many minions here, we are no match for them."

When the ghosts in the forest heard the noise, they all looked up and chased after Xiao Zhi.

A ghost grinned fiercely and pounced towards Xiao Zhi.

Xiao Zhi felt cold all over.

Dead!
Xiao Zhi was horrified and closed his eyes and made random moves behind him.

After a while, seeing no movement and no injuries on his body, he opened his eyes carefully and suddenly found that there was an arm in front of him with a sword pointing in front of him.

At this time, the evil ghost that had just pounced on him had disappeared.

Xiao Zhi looked back and saw Shen Qing looking at him with a smile on his face.

"Help me get the bow and arrow."

Shen Qing took off the bow and arrow from his back and threw it to Xiao Zhi.

Xiao Zhi was in a panic and caught the heavy bow and the black iron arrow.

Under Xiao Zhi's surprised and blank eyes, Shen Qing rolled up his sleeves and walked forward.

After killing two evil ghosts in a row, Shen Qing seemed to have some confidence in his own strength.

He can kill such lackeys one by one with just one finger!
Shen Qing walked quietly to an open space. The dappled sunlight shone through the dense leaves, onto his body and onto the wet ground.

From a distance, it looks like a majestic and terrifying god or demon.

His sharp and murderous eyes were cast forward, with a hint of bloody madness.

Those minions were also somewhat intelligent. When they saw Shen Qing kill one of their kind with just one finger, they realized that Shen Qing was not someone that could be easily messed with.

"So you guys are afraid too! I thought you guys were emotionless. Now, you're no different from us."

Shen Qing moved forward step by step, with an indescribable pressure.

Every time he took a step forward, his minions took a step back.

Lian Bing and another square-faced martial artist who were still alive felt waves of emotion in their hearts when they saw this incredible scene.

At this moment, Shen Qing's majestic and cold voice echoed in the depths of the dense forest.

"If that's the case, then I won't be polite. If you don't want to die, try to stop me with all your strength!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Qing suddenly ran towards the ghosts in front of him and plunged into their midst.

Lingfeng Finger is a martial art that excels at speed, and coupled with hunting techniques, it greatly enhances body movement.

Shen Qing arrived almost in the blink of an eye.

"die!"

The two martial arts of Nine Revolutions Profound Art and Lingfeng Finger were continuously combined. Shen Qing put his hands together and pointed out, turning into an afterimage and falling on a ghost.

There was only a slight "puff" sound, and the ghost was hit by the finger wind and instantly turned into a puff of black smoke and dissipated in the air without even a scream.

"Weak, weak, weak, too weak! You can't even use 30% of my power, you're useless!"

Shen Qing looked crazy.

He attacked continuously, and each time he attacked accurately, the ghosts had no resistance in front of the wind, and one by one they turned into black smoke and disappeared.

"Waste, waste, waste!"

The remaining ghosts were driven by resentment, screaming and roaring. Seeing that there was no way to retreat, they pounced on Shen Qing with their fangs and claws.

But it was all in vain.

There was a muffled sound of "puff".

Shen Qing pointed at the last ghost in front of Lian Bing, and the powerful force turned the ghost into ashes.

Under Lian Bing's stunned gaze, Shen Qing stopped and slowly withdrew his hand.

The scene became quiet again.

He held back his breathing out of fear, which gradually turned into heavy gasping.

"You are all trash!" Shen Qing raised his lips slightly and said, "Captain Lian, are you all okay?"

Lian Bing couldn't help swallowing and stammered, "Nothing...nothing..."

"It's okay."

Shen Qing looked around, and at the four fellow disciples who had been killed, he was quite confused.

Why would they die in such a rubbish ghost.

"Maybe, it's not that they are too weak, but that I am too strong?"

Shen Qing murmured to himself, feeling a little unsure.

At the same time, Nanshan Village around Shicheng Mountain.

Chang Yinfa, along with several old disciples from Linfeng Hall, walked in along with Yu Xiaoruo from the Weiwu Division.

Their station is located here.

"Master Yu, why is this village so quiet and there are so few people here?" Chang Yinfa asked nervously.

Yu Xiaoruo, the military commander, glanced at him and said indifferently, "Everyone will definitely go up the mountain to look for tigers during the day, so how can they just stay in the base? We'll know after we go in and take a look."

Chang Yinfa suddenly realized, "Oh!"

A group of people walked into the village.

Yu Xiaoruo of the Weiwu Division patted the door beside him and shouted, "We are here. May I ask where the brothers of the Weiwu Division are?"

No one responded.

Yu Xiaoruo of the Weiwu Division frowned, feeling something was wrong.

"Master Yu, listen, there seems to be a sound."

"Shh, don't make any sound." Yu Xiaoruo of the Weiwu Division tilted his head and listened carefully, and indeed he heard some noise.

The sounds are a bit like the sound of a pig smacking its lips when eating.

"This way."

Someone looked over and quickly followed the sound.

When they saw the source of the sound, everyone's face turned pale and they were unable to utter a word.

In front of them, a large tiger was sitting on the ground, gnawing on the corpse of a martial artist from the Weiwu Division.

Around them, seven or eight ghosts were guarding them, and their pale faces all looked at them.

Chang Yinfa's throat seemed to be stuck with something, and he said with difficulty: "Tiger... Tiger demon..."

The tiger, like a calf, looked up at them and gave an anthropomorphic smile: "Hey, someone is here to bring snacks again!"

Yu Xiaoruo from the Weiwu Division turned around and ran without saying a word.

"Run!"

The rest of the people reacted and also dispersed.

The tiger demon stopped smiling, dropped the human leg from his claws, and stood up.

At this moment, the ghosts around it seemed to know what it was thinking, and each of them transformed into a phantom and chased after it.

"It's rare for a few mice to break in. If you have nothing to do, just play with them. It's a good way to help digestion."

The tiger demon just took a step forward, but suddenly stopped.

The huge tiger head looked towards another part of the forest, with a puzzled look on his face: "What's going on? Why did so many of my little ghosts die all of a sudden?"

It turned around, shook its head, and suddenly rushed into the forest, running in the direction it sensed.

(End of this chapter)