C78 (1/2)
The 12 Demonic Ghosts were hit by Chen Shaotian's sword, they only felt their arms go numb. The long rope at his waist was flung out and a series of whooshing sounds could be heard. It was extremely enchanting as it danced around like a long whip that wrapped around Chen Shaochong.
The rope was soft, but the sword was even softer.
Chen Shaochong's flexible sword twisted and turned, wrapping around a long rope. At the same time, two of them were on the left, two on the right, and two from the front. The remaining two were pointed at Chen Shaochong's head, while the remaining two were aimed at the top of Chen Shaochong's head. Although the 12 Demons were blind, when it came to fighting, they were sometimes even stronger than normal people. Chen Shaochong drew back his flexible sword, the edge of the sword had already cut off that length of rope. At this moment, the twelve metal rods arrived at almost the same time. Almost every single one of them was able to heavily injure Chen Shaochong. Especially the two on top, they were able to directly take Chen Shaochong's life.
Ye Wen coldly thought to himself. This is bad, he began to worry about the Twelve Demonic Ghosts.
They only saw Chen Shaochong suddenly throw the flexible sword upwards, leaving the flexible sword in Chen Shaochong's hand as if it had a mind of its own, and follow the two iron rods to coil around it. The two ghost fiends that were attacking from above felt a sharp aura. They wanted to withdraw their weapons, but they couldn't move. The eight iron rods on the left and right only touched Chen Shaochong's clothes at this moment, but they could not move forward in the slightest. The thirteen people were surrounded by white mist, as if a fog had suddenly appeared out of nowhere. Ye Mo Han understood. That was because Chen Shaochong had used his strong inner force to block the attacks of the Twelve Ghost Fiends. Logically speaking, using inner force to block the weapons should not be a problem, but that was when both sides were on a huge difference in strength, and the 12 Demonic Ghosts were quite strong, especially when 12 people were working together. Although Ye Mo Han could win against them, he would at least be stronger than them for a thousand moves. And if Chen Shaochong was able to block the attacks of the twelve people in one go, then winning would be as easy as flipping his palm. If it was really like this, then Chen Shaochong's cultivation was on par with Chi Feng.
Two miserable cries could be heard. The soft sword had already pierced the hands of the two ghost fiends. The two of them had no choice but to let go of their iron rods. When the other ten heard the miserable cries, they instantly linked their minds and simultaneously threw away the weapons in their hands. Once again forming a circle around the injured two, the twelve people made contact with the person next to them with one hand. Waves of inner strength flowed through the twelve people's arms, quickly forming a white ball of light, enveloping Chen Shaochong within. The twelve people simultaneously used their other hands to attack that light ball with their palms. Under the force of the ball of light, it turned from a circle into a long shape.
Within the ball of light, Chen Shaochong's hair floated in the wind as he used his palm strength. The long ball of light expanded into a circle, and the twelve iron rods and the flexible sword danced around him. It was a spectacular sight. The 12 Ghostly Fiends used all of their strength. Under the protection of the sphere of light, the 12 of them turned deathly pale and beads of sweat dripped down their foreheads. As for Chen Shaochong, his expression was the same as ever. At this point, the outcome of the battle was clear to everyone. However, when it came to competing with inner strength, how could it be stopped so easily? The twelve swarthy iron rods and one soft sword flew faster and faster under the stimulation of the thirteen people's inner strength, finally turning into twelve black lines and a white line. The ball of light was compressed into an oval shape. The metal rod and the soft sword wantonly moved around Chen Shaochong, but were unable to harm him in the slightest. The 12 ghost faces were like golden paper, at this moment, they were truly as their names suggested.
”As expected of Chen Shaochong.” If he wasn't afraid of others saying he was taking advantage of Chen Shaochong, Chi Feng would have immediately gone down to compete with him.
”Are the twelve evil spirits really going to become ghosts?” Ye Wen felt extremely regretful. However, he also understood that unless Chen Shaochong showed mercy, no one could save twelve people. This was because the twelve Ghostly Fiends had used up all the power in their bodies. Even if they won, they would suffer losses on both sides. The Twelve Ghost Fiends clearly knew that they were no match for Chen Shaochong, so they gathered all of their power in an attempt to suppress Chen Shaochong. But unexpectedly, they were all under his control. Although this kind of fighting method wasn't as if they were going to perish together, it was still similar to Lu Mingjie's Soul Return to the Source Spirit.
A rumbling sound like that of thunder could be heard, and waves of light quickly spread to both sides of the street. The things that came into contact with this light were likely to be destroyed at any moment. The originally tidy street instantly turned into a mess. When the light wave arrived in front of Ye Han and Chi Feng, both of them lightly slapped their palms to dissipate the power. Then, he heard the sound of a person's body falling to the ground. There were twelve sounds in total, and Ye Mo Han knew that this was the Twelve Demonic Ghosts. Twelve people fell around Chen Shaochong. Each of them had an iron rod stuck in their throats, and the twelve people didn't even have the chance to make a sound.
That loud sound was naturally the result of Chen Shaochong using his hard work to counterattack when the light ball stopped being squeezed. The backlash was very strong and overbearing, directly dispersing the 12 Ghosts Demon. At the same time, Chen Shaotian's body was like a ghost, stabbing out the 12 iron rods one by one, all piercing into the 12 Ghosts Demon's throat which had no way of resisting. The process from the counterattack to killing all twelve of them was completed before the sound even faded away. Even Ye Chanhan did not see how Chen Shaochong had used the 12 Ghost Demon Weapons to kill himself.
The night was quiet again. Chen Shaochong had already left. He knew that on the second day, there would be someone who would deal with these corpses. However, did he think that there would still be Ye Mo Han and Chi Feng, who were watching by the side?