Chapter 1749: 854 Great victory over the Jin army_2
The man had been watching Min Hongyi’s every move.
Seeing him raise his blade to attack, the man smirked at the corner of his lips, spreading his arms wide. His broad sleeves fluttered in the night as he shot up into the air and then swiftly retreated, vanishing into thin air!
Min Hongyi was shocked!
His breath caught in his throat, almost disrupting his meridians to the point of falling from the air!
What was going on?
A living person vanished before his eyes without a trace?
This wasn’t a case of superior martial arts or swift movement escaping to the distance, it was… disappearing into thin air!
Min Hongyi landed on the steps of the man’s grip, but the person carrying the steps had long vanished, and the steps remained aloft because there were wooden poles supporting it firmly from below.
Min Hongyi frowned coldly, looking around warily, and provocatively shouted, “I don’t believe in ghosts! If you have the guts, come out! If you can beat me, I’ll recognize you as the king of Ghost Mountain!”
No one responded to him.
Damned Ghost King, falling for that provocation strategy!
Min Hongyi’s gaze shifted and spotted Gu Jiao trying to leave with the little black house.
Min Hongyi tightened his grip on the large blade in his hand, glaring fiercely as he said, “Since you’re with him, killing you first will do just fine!”
With that, he lunged fiercely toward Gu Jiao!
Gu Jiao twitched his ears, sidestepped to evade, pushed the little black ghost behind with a backhand, and kicked fiercely at Min Hongyi’s lower body!
Min Hongyi leaped into the air, avoiding her attack.
His blade technique was swift; one move had barely passed before another was already hurling toward Gu Jiao!
Damn, no weapon!
Gu Jiao was forced to retreat step after step.
“Brother! Catch!”
The little black ghost somehow procured a long sword and tossed it to Gu Jiao.
Gu Jiao caught it, blocked a blade, and said to him, “I don’t know how to use a sword!”
“Oh! Then keep this one!”
The little black ghost tossed Gu Jiao a long knife.
Gu Jiao: “I can’t use this either!”
Meteor hammer!
Wolf tooth club!
Dog-beating stick!
…
“Brother, catch this!”
Gu Jiao caught the last weapon tossed to him with a reverse grip, spun it over his head, and smashed it downwards, slamming Min Hongyi’s long blade into the dust-clouded ground!
Min Hongyi was taken off guard by this sudden force!
His forearm tingled slightly.
This young man clearly had no internal energy, yet his spear technique was so domineering and terrifying…
It reminded him of the Xuanyuan family’s spear technique!
Wait, Xuanyuan’s… spear technique?!
Gu Jiao had just executed the fifth move of the Xuanyuan Seven Techniques, she mastered the first four moves comfortably, but although she practiced the latter moves diligently, she seldom used them in battle.
Min Hongyi warily eyed Gu Jiao: “Kid! Who are you to the Xuanyuan family?”
Gu Jiao held the long spear, sweeping it in a diagonal arc behind her, looking like a god of death as she stared at him: “The one who will take your life!”
Min Hongyi’s temples throbbed furiously!
Those eyes…
Min Hongyi was just in his early thirties, over a decade ago he’d been to Yan Country, and although many years had passed, he still vividly remembered the people of the Xuanyuan family.
This young man looked like none of the Xuanyuan family members, yet the fierce aura he carried always reminded people of the Xuanyuan’s bloody legacy!
Under normal circumstances, Gu Jiao’s strength was far inferior to Min Hongyi’s, yet for some reason, standing in this forest, he felt an inexplicably familiar power.
As mysterious as it sounds, perhaps… it was the remnants of those ghost soldiers’ armor.
Yes!
It was the remnants!
Gu Jiao suddenly realized.
Those people wore the armor of the deceased Xuanyuan family warriors!
Ghost Mountain… Ghost Mountain was the burial ground of the Xuanyuan Jun!
Those valiant soldiers who died heroically could never return to their hometowns, their heroic spirits eternally remained at the border pass.
Sorrow welled from the heart.
Not her emotions.
The emotions of thousands of Xuanyuan Jun.
Gu Jiao tightened her grip on the long spear, turned her gaze toward the Jin Country’s great general opposite: “Min Hongyi, surrender your life.”
Your life will be offered to commemorate the souls of my innumerable Xuanyuan Jun!
An inexplicable foreboding rose within Min Hongyi’s heart.
Clearly, my martial skills surpass this kid, so why does my heart feel unsettled?
What’s with this kid’s eyes?
They seemed calm, yet carried an indescribable aura of slaughter—
“It must be an illusion, how could this kid possibly have the nerve to kill me?”
Min Hongyi brushed aside all distractions and once more wielded his blade to confront Gu Jiao.
Gu Jiao executed the last two moves and finally, on the seventh move, stabbed her spear into his right thigh!