Secular world: My destiny has no taboos

Chapter 381 Chapter 391: Reincarnation (Part )
The wind carried the smell of blood.

The cruelty of the cold weapon battlefield cannot be reflected by the modern hot weapons.

When broken limbs and arms fly everywhere, the chest is pierced by sharp claws, the skin and flesh are rolled up, revealing white flesh mixed with blood, and the painful expression on the human face will bring great fear to people who are the same creatures.

Guan Shuo was once just a farmer in Xiahe Village. When he was a child, he learned some physical fitness skills from his master, so he served as the captain of the guard in Xiahe Village.

However, fighting in the countryside is different from fighting on a real battlefield.

Moreover, the enemies are starving ghosts who are not afraid of life and death pain. For these monsters, the only way to completely stop them is to chop off their heads.

Guan Shuo joined Lin Beixuan early, and because he worked hard enough, he became a centurion in the Beiming Army.

But even with the title of centurion, there is still a big gap in strength compared to Xing Liang and others.

As an elite team of infiltrated beheadings, the starving ghosts he faced were also more powerful.

Guan Shuo's team pushed forward all the way, tearing a gap in the black tide of starving ghosts.

But in this situation, the danger they face almost doubled.

The consequence of going deep into the enemy's territory is that their team might be cut in half by the enemy, and they would be surrounded and devoured.

"breathe--"

At this time, the palm of Guan Shuo's hand had cracked and blood was oozing out, but he still held the long sword tightly in his hand, not daring to relax at all.

Suddenly, a fat glutton pounced in front of him. Its body was like a meat ball, spinning and shooting out tentacles continuously. Anyone touched by the tentacles would suffer varying degrees of injuries.

"Come on, help me to solve this problem!"

Guan Shuo shouted, and immediately several comrades came to him.

Xing Liang and Zhang Luo were among them.

The two of them have always been each other's companions, taking care of each other on the battlefield, and followed Guan Shuo all the way here.

This is already the central heartland of the starving ghost tide. As long as you look up, you can clearly see the Devouring Hungry Ghost floating behind the starving ghosts and the other two clones of the Xuanhuang Hungry Ghost.

However, Guan Shuo and others did not dare to raise their heads, because they were afraid that when they raised their heads and saw the high-level starving ghosts, they would be filled with fear and would not dare to move forward.

Seeing Xing Liang and two others coming to him, Guan Shuo breathed a sigh of relief.

"Just like we usually do in training."

"Ok!"

Xing Liang nodded. He looked better than Guan Shuo at this moment. He was not injured, but his face looked a little ferocious because he had killed too many starving ghosts.

He used to be an executioner under the Luozhou government office and had chopped off the heads of many death row prisoners, but this was the first time he had wielded the knife as frequently as he did today.

The Beiming Army has basic sword techniques for training, but for Xing Liang, basic sword techniques are used by ordinary people who have not learned much.

He had been learning sword techniques since he was young and already had his own ideas about sword techniques, so after training he would secretly review the sword techniques passed down by his master.

Until today, under the altars of various secular gods, his swordsmanship has rapidly improved and is already good enough to enter the mainstream.

"Brother Guan, let me be the main force to contain it!" Xing Liang said lightly.

Guan Shuo glanced at Xing Liang, said nothing, and just nodded.

He had long known that Xing Liang was much stronger than him.

There are even many people like Xing Liang in the Beiming Army who are much stronger than their superiors.

Guan Shuo did not feel jealous, but rather interested.

Because if there is such a person in the team, everyone's chance of survival will increase.

"Be careful!" Guan Shuo warned Xing Liang.

"give it to me."

Xing Liang held the knife in his hand, took a running start and rushed forward, and soon arrived in front of the Taochan.

He raised the sword, and immediately it was covered with blood and ghosts, as if countless dead souls were wailing.

After nimbly dodging several tentacles of the Taochan, Xing Liang successfully arrived in front of the Taochan.

"Bah!"

A slash of swordsmanship brought about a sharp sound of breaking wind, and cut off the tentacles of the gluttonous creature one by one.

"Follow!"

Guan Shuo shouted loudly, and Zhang Luo and others followed closely. More than ten people surrounded the Taochan, and killed it in just a few breaths.

Similar situations like this often occur in this interspersed team.

They are the elite of the elite in the Beiming Army. Even if they have the strength of the peak of the Kaifu realm, they cannot hold out for long under the siege of more than a dozen people.

Of course, a large part of the reason for this is the various attributes of the secular god altar, which allows even ordinary people to possess the strength equivalent to that of a Kaifu realm in a short period of time.

With Xing Liang as the main surgeon, they soon turned their attention to other high-level starving ghosts.

Low-level hungry ghosts like the starving ghosts’ followers and the hungry ghosts without food will be dealt with by the people behind.

However, their actions naturally attracted the attention of some special starving ghosts in the tide of starving ghosts.

The hungry devourer glanced at him, his red eyes slowly moving, and he laughed softly, "Tsk tsk, it's almost reaching us."

"Let the strong and fast ones go."

The Xuanhuang Hungry Ghost's inner eye clone didn't even look down, as if it had no interest in the death of hungry ghosts or humans. It just stared at the secular gods in front of it.

The Devouring Minion nodded, and the illusory Devouring Altar under his feet rose up, like a slowly rotating black hole.

Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen figures walked out of the black hole.

There are obvious differences between these dozen figures. On one side are the tall and strong strong minions, and on the other side are the speed minions who are known for their swiftness.

Being given these two names, it can be seen that its strength should not be underestimated.

"Sir!" After Li Qiansu walked out of the black hole, he knelt on one knee and said to the Xuanhuang hungry ghost.

"Let's get rid of the group of people down there! I don't want to see them coming close and getting in the way." The hungry swallower said, pointing in the direction of Guan Shuo and the others who were infiltrating the team.

"Yes."

Li Qiang and Su Qiang received the order and quickly disappeared from the spot.

On the other hand, the pace of killing stopped for Guan Shuo and others, and two figures, one tall and one short, appeared in front of them.

"I've never seen these two kinds of starving ghosts before." Guan Shuo said with a frown.

"I've definitely never seen them before. They give me a very dangerous vibe."

At this moment, Xing Liang felt that all the hairs on his body stood up. This would only happen when he was facing extreme danger.

Even Xing Liang felt it was dangerous...

Guan Shuo and Zhang Luo looked at each other and realized that they had met a tough opponent that the starving ghosts wanted to stop them.

"Hehe, no matter whether it is dangerous or not, since we are standing here, we have already handed over our lives." Guan Shuo smiled and walked forward slowly.

After these two hungry minions appeared, he found that the low-level starving ghosts around them did not approach them, as if they were afraid.

This is something that neither Taochu nor Xiechu can do.

Xing Liang took a deep breath and stared at the two figures in front of him.

"bring it on!"

He growled, and an illusory and majestic mansion rose up behind him.

"boom……"

The door suddenly opened, and a huge ghost head rushed out. The courtyard of Xing Liang's mansion was very simple, with only a crooked old tree and a grave.

On the grave, there was a rusty ghost-head sword stuck in it.

Xing Liang stretched out his hand, grabbed the ghost-head sword on the grave and pulled it out.

Ghostly Knife, rare quality burial vessel.

This was after the merit exchange system was opened. Xing Liang went out of the city frantically to kill starving ghosts for a month, and finally exchanged it from the Beiming Army treasury the day before the decisive battle.

As soon as he got it, Xing Liang refined the Ghost Shadow Knife into his own magic weapon, integrating it with his own energy. "Brothers, we really have to fight to the death!" Guan Shuo saw Xing Liang's attitude and grinned.

"call out!!"

In an instant, a rapid and sharp whistle sounded.

Guan Shuo still had a smile on his face, but the entire upper body of a comrade next to him was shattered.

The splattered blood and broken flesh dripped onto his stiff face. He turned his head slightly and saw that someone else had replaced him.

It was a strange figure with slender limbs, no hair on the body, and a sunken chest.

Seeing Guan Shuo turning his head to look at him, the figure also turned his head to look at Guan Shuo.

Suqian laughed, and blood slid down its cheeks and was rolled into its mouth by its tongue.

"Warm blood is the most delicious."

"I kill you!"

Guan Shuo roared angrily and immediately swung his sword upwards.

However, his sword missed, leaving only a shadow on the opponent.

Xing Liang's anxious voice rang in his ears: "The strength of these two starving ghosts is extraordinary, at least they have the strength of the God Summoning Realm!"

For Guan Shuo's current team, the hungry ghosts at the level of summoning gods are simply impossible to win in a one-on-one fight unless they form a formation and fight in a group.

But now they are on the battlefield. Although he has a team of hundreds of people, it is impossible for him to use them all to deal with these two starving ghosts, and it is simply impossible to do so.

At present, he can only gather dozens of people around him at the fastest speed.

"Fight!"

Guan Shuo gritted his teeth and looked around vigilantly.

However, at this moment, another sonic boom sounded.

"Bang!!"

Once again, a blood mist filled the air, and another comrade died tragically in an instant without knowing it.

"Where exactly is it?"

Guan Shuo, Zhang Luo and the others were sweating profusely. Finally, they simply huddled together with their backs against each other, with the blades facing forward.

Xing Liang, on the other hand, had an even more arduous task.

He looked at the tall figure slowly walking towards him and felt the pressure on him growing.

At the same time, he also kept an eye on Guan Shuo and the others. The fast-moving beast didn't seem to have any intention of attacking him by surprise. It just killed one of Guan Shuo's men in an instant with a wave of its hand, and then let out a weird laugh.

It seemed like Su Chan was playing a trick on Guan Shuo and the others.

Just at this time, Li Qian had already walked in front of Xing Liang.

It raised its fist and slapped it towards Xing Liang's head as if it was slapping a mosquito.

Although he was called a Li Qian, his speed was equally strong. At least in Xing Liang's eyes, his speed was so fast that he could barely see it.

He had no time to bend down and dodge, and could only rely on instinct to raise his knife to block.

however……

"boom!!"

In just a moment, Xing Liang found that his right arm, along with the Ghost Shadow Knife he had just exchanged, flew out together, and his whole body was knocked away like a cannonball.

The intense pain from the broken wound on his right arm went straight to his brain, and Xing Liang became a little dazed.

He suddenly realized that in the face of such power, his strength at the Kaifu realm was just like an ant, and he couldn't even withstand the other party's slap like a mosquito.

"Oh!"

Xing Liang fell heavily to the ground, landing among the group of starving ghosts.

However, these starving ghost minions did not take this opportunity to rush forward and devour him. Instead, they all retreated, leaving a large area empty.

Xing Liang supported himself with his only remaining left hand and stood up. In his blurry vision, he saw Li Qian slowly walking towards him.

Although his injuries were slowly healing with the help of various altars of secular gods, the gap in strength between the two sides was like an inconceivable chasm that could not be made up by the little help brought by the altars.

"I'm finally going to die!"

Xing Liang spat out a small piece of internal organs from his mouth. His eyes became sharp. He opened his fist with his left hand and looked directly at the approaching force.

Even if he died, he would not take a single step back.

A ferocious smile appeared on Li Qian's face. He really liked people like Xing Liang who wanted to fight to the bitter end even when they were about to die.

Because it would be more pleasurable to kill it this way.

"Ho..."

Li Qian took a step forward and stood in front of Xing Liang, raising his hand again.

Xing Liang also glared, roared, and punched with his only remaining left hand.

"Out of control."

Li Qian showed a disdainful expression on his face. He didn't think that Xing Liang's weak fist could hurt him at all.

Xing Liang's fist hit Li Qian first, but it was like hitting a piece of iron wrapped in leather, and Li Qian didn't move at all.

"Die."

Li Qian smiled contemptuously and waved his hand. Just as it was about to touch Xing Liang, its upper body suddenly twisted, and then only a pair of feet were left there.

Xing Liang looked at this scene in great shock, his eyes full of disbelief.

"I... When did I become so powerful?"

He opened and closed his mouth, unable to explain what he was seeing.

Just at this moment, a cold and indifferent voice sounded in his ears.

"It turns out to be a new follower of the starving ghost. It's a bit difficult."

Xing Liang turned around and saw the person he would never forget in his life.

"General!"

"Um?!"

Lin Beixuan tilted his head to look at Xing Liang, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he praised: "Well done, you still dared to punch the opponent even with the absolute difference in strength."

Xing Liang was horrified when he heard this. It was the first time that he was praised by the supreme leader of the Beiming Army at such a close distance.

As he raised his head, he found that everything in front of him had turned gray and white at some point. Except for the slender figure standing there, the world seemed to have lost its original color at this moment.

Then, he saw the fast-moving beast that killed Guan Shuo and others at an extremely fast speed.

At this time, the speed of the beast was no longer as terrifying as before, and Xing Liang found that he could clearly see the opponent's movement trajectory.

“Is my reflexes getting faster, or is it slowing down?”

As soon as this thought came to Xing Liang's mind, he saw Lin Beixuan slowly walking over and crushing the starving ghost that left them helpless with just one hand.

"Is this the general's strength?"

Xing Liang's heart was pounding, his eyes became extremely hot, and his faith in Lin Beixuan almost reached a terrifying level.

At this time, he raised the head of the real starving ghost above him, which he had not dared to look at directly, and took in the mountain-like dark yellow hungry ghost.

Then he looked at the general who was slowly walking towards the other side.

The opponent's figure was very small compared to the Xuanhuang Hungry Ghost, but the aura he displayed was not affected at all.

Xing Liang was stunned for a moment, looking up at the starving ghosts and secular gods above.

So what if he is a god or a starving ghost? At this moment, in his eyes, Lin Beixuan's figure is the only one in this gray world.

(End of this chapter)