Master's Chief Disciple

Su Jian was trembling all over, his stomach was churning, and he endured the nausea and shouted as he activated the talisman.

He activated the magic weapon in his hand. When the magic weapon entangled the ghost-faced monk, he took the opportunity to investigate Gao Moqiu's situation.

The person in the dark sensed Mu Huayan's aura and shouted angrily, "Idiot, ignore them for now, kill the most difficult enemy ahead."

But he simply ignored the urging of the man in the dark.

"You! Don't forget, I rescued you. If you don't obey me, I can send you back to that dark and damp place at any time."

"You're so annoying! If you bother me again, I'll eat you too!"

Perhaps because they were frightened by the Ghost-Faced Monk, the people in the dark dared not speak out.

The magic weapon was quickly broken into pieces by the Ghost-Faced Monk. Su Jian's heart skipped a beat when he heard the sound of the magic weapon breaking. He felt a sense of fear and nausea.

Hahahaha!

Originally, Gao Moqiu was about to capture the Ghost-Faced Monk, but he never expected that the Ghost-Faced Monk had already set up the Blood River Formation here. Even if he was on the verge of death, he could use the Blood River to recover his vitality.

Therefore, the most terrifying ability of the Ghost-Faced Monk is infinite resurrection. As long as the limbs are still there, he can restore the body 100%.

He likes to suck the essence and blood of men to maintain his handsome appearance. He usually wears a monk's robe and visits the human world, luring young girls into his trap and then killing them with one blow.

Refined with their souls and resentment, this Blood River Formation is made of souls and resentment.

Su Jian protected Gao Moqiu. Seeing the ghost-faced monk approaching, the fear in his eyes reached its peak.

Suddenly, a fierce energy rushed over and instantly pierced through the ghost-faced monk's head. Blood gushed out of the hole. The ghost-faced monk twisted his head and heard a cracking sound.

"Your soul is pure, and I don't like it."

"Hahaha, violence? Violence can't kill me."

There was another cracking sound, and the head of the ghost-faced monk fell to the ground. After rolling into the blood river, he grew a new head.

Mu Huayan's mind went blank for a moment, she put away her longbow and turned her anger into a sword. After a series of fights, the ghost-faced monk was at a disadvantage.

But he was severely injured several times and healed instantly. Mu Huayan retreated to the side of Gao Moqiu and the other two.

"How is he?"

Su Jian shook his head and his eyes lost their light. He felt a little bitter in his heart, but after a few breaths, his eyes burst with murderous intent.

"I, I want to kill him! This is such a great humiliation, I will never feel at ease unless I cut him into pieces!"

Mu Huayan held his shoulders, fearing that he would really rush forward. She checked Gao Moqiu's pulse and found that he was seriously injured.

Su Jian suddenly looked aggrieved and tugged at her sleeve, "Senior Sister, you must kill him and avenge us for that great shame and humiliation."

Mu Huayan's expression froze, not understanding what he was talking about. "Neither you nor I have ever practiced the Gui Qi, so it's not easy to kill him. If we outsmart him, we'll have a better chance of killing him."

As she spoke, Mu Huayan looked towards the blood river in the distance and secretly communicated with Su Jian: "Take care of yourself, and be careful of those who have strange auras in the dark."

As Mu Huayan rushed towards the Ghost-Faced Monk, the evil spirit in the long sword in her hand gradually dissipated. As far as her eyes could see, a shining long sword appeared from behind the Ghost-Faced Monk.

When he turned around, thousands of sword lights had already left wounds on his body.

“You can’t kill me. You can’t kill me. Hahaha.”

Mu Huayan controlled the long sword and cut off his head with one blow, and knocked him into the river of blood with one sword. After the long sword entered the ground, a vast spiritual power rushed out.

"Frozen for thousands of miles!"

The blood river was instantly covered with a thick layer of ice. Mu Huayan drew out her sword, but she noticed a mysterious person lurking in the dark.

The mysterious man was affected and covered with a layer of ice. Mu Huayan hesitated for a few breaths and then came to Gao Moqiu and the others.

"Quick, get out of here first."

After wandering around for a long time, they found that they could not get out. Although the domain was broken by her at the beginning, the ghost-faced monk noticed it and reopened the domain.

"Senior sister, what should I do?"

"I don't know why he hasn't woken up."

Mu Huayan half-knelt down and pried open his eyelids, then felt his forehead, which was extremely cold, so she found a place to light a fire.

He found that it was completely ineffective. He thought that he had been tricked by the ghost-faced monk, which was why his body was so cold.

The ice couldn't trap him for long; he would break out sooner or later.

Mu Huayan set up a talisman formation around him, hoping to trap him for a while. The most difficult thing was not the ghost-faced monk, but the mysterious man hiding in the dark.

If he also shows up, it will be very disadvantageous to their current situation. She looked at the few talismans left in her palm with an uneasy look.

"Senior sister!"

"Gao Moqiu's body has changed color!"

This was a sign of poisoning. His body was gradually turning light gray. When his arms were lifted up, they were covered with black corpse spots.

Mu Huayan froze in place, pulled open his clothes, and found a mark on his chest. Su Jian hurriedly said:

"I, I just saw it. It was the mark left on his heart by the ghost-faced monk."

As soon as she finished speaking, a gust of cold wind blew and instantly triggered the trap she had set. The roar of the Ghost-faced Monk was like thunder.

But for Yu Muhuayan, it was as if she had never heard it. She recalled what Jiang Zilin had said before. If his body completely turned light gray, he would become a complete ghost.

Su Jian kept calling her anxiously, but she didn't come back to her senses, her eyes were empty. Gao Moqiu suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed her wrist, strangled her neck and looked at her ferociously.

A tear fell from the corner of her eye. At this moment, she hoped Jiang Zilin would appear. Gao Moqiu's expression suddenly softened a little. Tears welled up in her eyes. She let go of her hand that was covering her temple in pain.

The people in the dark laughed heartily upon seeing this, their laughter filled with relief, "It's done, it's done, hahahaha!"

"Ghost-faced Monk! Kill her, kill her, and I will set you free!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Jian, holding a magic weapon, fought with the ghost-faced monk but was knocked away by a blow. He spat out a mouthful of blood as he passed by Mu Huayan.

"Senior sister, hurry... run away!"

Tears welled up in Mu Huayan's eyes. She came back to her senses and knocked Gao Moqiu unconscious. She then grabbed Su Jian with her spiritual power.

After stuffing a pill into his mouth, he summoned the Senluo Ruler. The ghost-faced monk, who had a ferocious expression on his face, suddenly tensed up. Seeing the anger in her eyes, he trembled with fear.

While he was standing there in a daze, she had already thrown the Senluo Ruler out, and a fierce attack landed on his abdomen. The vast force knocked him back several feet.

The sound of the house collapsing and breaking was heard, and the ghost-faced monk stood up from the mess of wood blocks, but was hit by her furious blow.

Half of his body was instantly cut into two by her. The Senluo Ruler emitted a strong light, and when it exploded, the Ghost Face Monk cried out in fear.

Taking advantage of his weakness, Mu Huayan threw out a few talismans, which scattered and spontaneously formed a magic circle. The magic circle formed a fire cage that trapped the ghost-faced monk.

"Combine the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, form a sky-flame trap, and drive away evil and resentment!"

He made the hand seal he had learned from Gao Moqiu, and the ghost-faced monk once again felt her anger and power and dared not move.

The golden light hit the Ghost-Faced Monk, and he, who had never screamed before, now let out a series of roars.

But no matter how he hit the barrier, he couldn't break it, and could only let his body be penetrated by the golden light bit by bit.

But at this moment, the violent energy in her body took over, the magic circle became unstable, and blood flowed from the corners of her mouth.