Peerless Tang Sect: Hurricane Infinite Wind

Chapter 385 Ghost Shadow
"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing!" Wu Xuan responded and withdrew his mind from the sea of ​​​​spiritual consciousness.

"Brother Xuan, come and try this glass of wine!" Seeing Wu Xuan open his eyes, Qiangu Ming attentively handed Wu Xuan a glass of amber wine.

Wu Xuan smiled slightly, took the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.

Having taken care of this biggest back-up plan, Wu Xuan no longer had anything to worry about and joined the others in drinking and chatting. Although there weren't any major difficulties in participating in the Mingdu competition this time, it was still necessary to relax.

Wang Qiu'er, standing by, was initially quite reserved, but when she took her first sip, her pale blue eyes lit up. Then, under everyone's gaze, she lifted the entire bottle and drank it in one gulp.

As the atmosphere gradually relaxed, everyone started playing in the private room with their glasses. It must be said that the entertainment facilities in this private room were far superior to those in the bars in Shrek City.

"Wu Xuan~! Burp~! Why did you come out tonight? As someone who possesses the power of destiny, you should be able to feel the subtle danger! Burp~!" Wang Qiuer, with a slightly red cheek, sat directly next to Wu Xuan while holding a bottle of wine.

"I will explain the rest later. You just need to know that everything you saw today is fake!" Wu Xuan explained, taking a sip of the wine in the glass.

"Everything is fake?" Wang Qiuer muttered to herself and then started chatting with Wu Xuan again.

In the blink of an eye, half an hour passed.
"Little Wuxuan, the killers you are waiting for are here, and there are two of them!" The eager voice of Tianmeng Ice Silkworm came from Wuxuan's spiritual sea of ​​consciousness.

"Oh! You found it so quickly, that's impressive!" Wu Xuan complimented casually. His aura sensing hadn't yet detected the approach of a powerful spirit master.

"Hehe! Putting aside other things, my mental detection ability is nothing to be underestimated. After all, this is my best means of escaping from pursuit." Tianmeng Bingcan said proudly.

"Can you share the locations of those two people with me?" Wu Xuan asked.

"Of course, by borrowing your tangible mental power, the picture will only be clearer." After Tianmeng Bingcan finished speaking, Wu Xuan felt that everything in front of him became like a full-dimensional three-dimensional figure.

Two black shadows that blended into the ground had already stepped into this luxurious and upscale bar.

"Is this martial soul a ghost?" Wu Xuan instantly saw the origins of the two people's martial souls.

"Damn Holy Spirit Cult!" Wu Xuan couldn't help but curse inwardly. When Wu Xuan thought of a peculiar spirit like Ghost Shadow, he immediately thought of Ghost Douluo from the Spirit Hall ten thousand years ago. This spirit was a top-tier spirit, perfectly capable of advancing through traditional Spirit Master cultivation. Adopting evil cultivation methods wouldn't significantly accelerate progress. But the two men before him, radiating resentment, clearly worthy of the title of evil Spirit Master.

The Holy Spirit Church's practice of forcing women of good character into prostitution is extremely despicable.

Looking at the two people sneaking into the shadows on the ground and searching one private room after another, Wu Xuan also felt that the time had come.

Wu Xuan stood up and looked at everyone, saying, "Alright everyone, it's getting late. Let's finish this last glass of wine and then go back to the academy!"

"Okay, cheers!" Everyone raised their glasses and drank the wine in one gulp.

After paying the bill, everyone followed Ma Xiaotao out of the private room one after another. Wu Xuan stayed at the back. Just before stepping out of the door, he summoned his spiritual clone and let the clone go out.

Wu Xuan's true form remained within the private room, quietly closing the door. At this moment, all traces of Wu Xuan vanished. Without someone standing directly before him, any means of detection would be impossible to locate.

"Guests, please come back often when you have time!" the bar manager said with a bow. Wu Xuan and his friends' spending tonight accounted for more than half of their total sales for the day. Such a big client surely made the manager happy.

"Okay, go and get busy. No need to see me off." Wu Xuan's condensed spiritual clone waved towards the manager.

On the other side, the ghost who had just emerged from a private room, Gui Ming, saw Wu Xuan walking at the front of the team at a glance.

"Sister, I found him! He's the one the leader was talking about!" Gui Ming said to Wu Xuan in his cold and emotionless voice.

"Alright, I'll control him. I'll make sure he's a deadly killer with one strike." Ghost Spirit said, transforming into a shadow and closing in on Wu Xuan from the corner. This was the innate ability of the unique Ghost Spirit: simply by being in the shadows, they could completely blend into them. Of the two siblings, the older sister was a control type, while the younger brother was a nimble attacker. Their synergy was the reason they were so skilled at assassination, never failing.

As Wu Xuan led everyone slowly towards the gate, the two rows of girls standing at the door bowed to everyone. Just as Wu Xuan passed by the third girl, the girl suddenly fell in front of Wu Xuan.

Seeing this, Wu Xuan subconsciously took a step back, perfectly avoiding the girl's attempt to scam him.

"Hmm~!" With a soft moan, the girl fell directly to the ground.

"What are you doing? What are you doing? You're offending our distinguished guests. Don't you want to do this job anymore?" The manager, who was standing not far away with a smile on his face, immediately frowned and started scolding loudly.

The girl who fell to the ground struggled hard, but still couldn't stand up.

Although it was just a spiritual clone, Wu Xuan just wanted to laugh when he saw this scene. He subconsciously avoided such an old-fashioned method and failed to fulfill the wish of the two assassins.

"No need!" Wu Xuan waved his hand to stop the manager's scolding and continued to perform.

"Can you still stand up?" Wu Xuan said as he leaned forward and extended his hand to the girl.

"Hehe! You've been fooled!" A sudden sinister laugh was heard, and a human figure suddenly flew out from the shadow of the girl lying on the ground.

It was a purple-haired woman wearing a black tights, yellow, purple, black, black, black! The nine soul rings revealed the identity of the person in front of her.

"Eighth Soul Skill, Ghost Shadow Photography!"

The purple-black ghost behind the woman suddenly burst out with a dark purple illusory light, piercing straight into Wu Xuan's sea of ​​consciousness.

This move is her most powerful single-target control soul skill, which can directly invade the enemy's spiritual sea. Once hit, it can forcibly stun opponents of the same level for three seconds.

In order to cooperate with the opponent, Wu Xuan's spiritual clone naturally could not dodge or defend, and took the opponent's attack head-on.

The attack was successful, and the two siblings fought with speed. So she had no time to release the ninth soul skill.

"Sixth Soul Skill, Gloomy Cage!"

Clanging sounds rose from the ground, and the Shrek group behind them were instantly locked in place. Naturally, the smaller the range, the stronger the control.

"Now!" Without any reminder, the younger brother, who was the backup, had already made his move.

The dark figure who had been hiding on the other side suddenly flashed a sharp light in his eyes and darted out like a ghost. His speed was so fast that even Ma Xiaotao and the others didn't react in time.

"Sixth Soul Skill, Ghostly Earth Pond Hand!"

The spotless white floor suddenly turned into a deep pool filled with black mist, and then a huge black hand suddenly rose from the ground and grabbed towards Wu Xuan.

"Zheng!" The expressions of the two evil Douluos changed drastically in an instant, because a circle of light golden shield suddenly lit up around Wu Xuan, and the pitch-black big hand was unable to break it in an instant.

"A trigger-type ninth-level defensive soul guide. How could Shrek have such a soul guide?" Gui Ming gritted his teeth, his face looking very ugly.

(End of this chapter)