Chapter 123 Such Lackeys Can Be Killed with One Finger

Shen Qing was stunned.

He didn't expect that his finger would wipe out the ghost without a trace, leaving no trace.

In the dense forest ahead.

Ghosts kept appearing from all directions, each with a hideous face, red eyes, and a cruel smile on the corner of their mouth.

They used to be human, but after being harmed by the tiger demon, they became evil ghosts and lost their humanity.

At this moment, they were approaching and shuttling towards the position of Lian Bing and others with their fangs and claws.

Lian Bing and others were blocked by ghosts on all sides and had no way to escape.

The ghosts were erratic and extremely fast.

Coupled with the sudden change, many people were frightened, and the fists and feet they used could not hurt the ghosts at all.

Blood splattered, and screams came one after another, echoing in the depths of the woods.

Those who were knocked down by the ghosts were instantly swallowed by the darkness, leaving only a series of shrill wails.

Lian Bing seemed to have some experience in dealing with minions. With his powerful strength, he was able to injure one or two of them, but that was all.

After killing a minion together with another martial artist, the two of them seemed exhausted, and despair appeared on their faces.

It took so much effort to kill one minion, and there were so many left. There was no chance of survival for them.

Xiao Zhi, who was behind the crowd and had a cautious mind, saw that the situation was not right and ran away.

He saw Shen Qing, who was stunned, and hurriedly shouted: "Run! There are too many minions here, we are no match."

The minions in the forest heard the noise and looked up at Xiao Zhi.

A minion laughed and pounced on Xiao Zhi.

Xiao Zhi felt cold all over.

He was dead!

Xiao Zhi was horrified and closed his eyes and made random moves behind him.

After a while, he saw no movement and no injuries. He opened his eyes carefully and suddenly found that an arm appeared in front of him, with a sword pointing in front of him.

At this time, the ghost that had just pounced on him had disappeared.

Xiao Zhi looked back and saw Shen Qing looking at him with a smile.

"Help me get the bow and arrow."

Shen Qing took off the bow and arrow on his back and threw it to Xiao Zhi.

Xiao Zhi was flustered and caught the heavy bow and black iron arrow.

In Xiao Zhi's surprised and wooden eyes, Shen Qing rolled up his sleeves and walked forward.

After killing two ghosts in a row, Shen Qing seemed to have some confidence in his own strength.

He could kill such ghosts with one finger!

Shen Qing walked quietly to an open space, and the sunlight shone through the dense leaves, sprinkled on his body, and fell on the wet ground.

From a distance, he looked like a majestic and terrifying god and demon.

His sharp and murderous eyes were cast forward, with a few traces of bloody madness.

Those ghosts were also somewhat intelligent. Seeing that Shen Qing killed one of their kind with one finger, they realized that Shen Qing was not easy to mess with.

"So you also know how to be afraid! I thought you ghosts were emotionless. From this point of view, you are no different from us."

Shen Qing pressed forward step by step, with an indescribable pressure.

Every time he took a step forward, the ghosts took a step back.

Lian Bing and another square-faced martial artist who were still alive saw this incredible scene, and waves of waves were raised in their hearts.

At this moment, Shen Qing's majestic and cold voice echoed in the depths of the dense forest.

"If that's the case, then I won't be polite. If you don't want to die, try to stop me with all your strength!!"

As soon as the voice fell, Shen Qing suddenly ran towards the ghosts in front of him and plunged into the ghosts.

Lingfengzhi is a martial art that excels in speed, and hunting skills have greatly enhanced body movements.

Shen Qing arrived almost in the blink of an eye.

"Die!"

The two martial arts of Jiuzhuanxuangong and Lingfengzhi were constantly combined. Shen Qing put his hands together and pointed out, turning into a residual shadow, landing on a ghost.

There was only a light "puff" sound, and the ghost was hit by the wind of the finger, and instantly turned into a black smoke and dissipated in the air, without even a scream.

"Weak, weak, weak, too weak! I can't even use 30% of my skills, waste!"

Shen Qing's face was crazy.

He attacked continuously, and each time he attacked, he accurately hit a ghost.

Those ghosts had no resistance in front of the wind of the finger, and they turned into black smoke one after another and dissipated.

"Waste, waste, waste!"

The remaining ghosts were driven by resentment, screaming and roaring, and seeing that there was no way to retreat, they rushed towards Shen Qing with their teeth and claws.

But it was all in vain.

A muffled sound of "Puff".

Shen Qing pointed at the last ghost in front of Lian Bing, and the powerful energy made the ghost disappear into ashes.

In the stunned eyes of Lian Bing, Shen Qing stopped his action and slowly withdrew his hand.

The scene became quiet again.

In fear, he suppressed his breathing, which gradually turned into violent panting at this moment.

"All trash!" Shen Qing raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said: "Lian Constable, are you all okay?"

Lian Bing couldn't help swallowing his saliva and stuttered: "No...nothing..."

"It's good that you're okay."

Shen Qing looked around and looked at the four fellow disciples who had been killed. He was quite confused.

Why did they die in such a rubbish ghost.

"Maybe, it's not that they are too weak, but that I am too strong?"

Shen Qing muttered to himself, a little unsure.

At the same time, Nanshan Village around Shicheng Mountain.

Chang Yinfa brought a few old disciples of Linfeng Hall and walked in with Yu Xiaoruo of Weiwu Division.

Their base was arranged here.

"Master Yu, why is this village so quiet and deserted?" Chang Yinfa asked nervously.

Yu Xiaoruo of the Weiwu Division glanced at him and said indifferently: "Everyone must go up the mountain to look for tigers during the day, so how can they stay in the base? We will know if we go in and take a look."

Chang Yinfa suddenly realized: "Oh!"

The group walked into the village.

Yu Xiaoruo of the Weiwu Division patted the gate beside him and shouted: "We are here, may I ask where the brothers of the Weiwu Division are?"

No one responded.

Yu Xiaoruo of the Weiwu Division frowned, feeling something was wrong.

"Master Yu, listen, there seems to be a sound."

"Shh, don't make any sound." Yu Xiaoruo of the Weiwu Division tilted his head and listened carefully, and indeed heard some movement.

These waves of sound are a bit like the sound of pigs smacking their lips when eating.

"This way."

Someone looked and quickly followed the sound.

When they saw the source of the sound, everyone's face turned pale and they could no longer speak.

In front of them, a large and colorful tiger sat on the ground, gnawing at the body of a martial artist from the Weiwu Division.

Around him, seven or eight ghosts guarded him, and their pale faces all looked at them.

Chang Yinfa's throat seemed to be stuck with something, and he said with difficulty: "Tiger... Tiger demon..."

The calf-like tiger looked up at them and laughed anthropomorphically: "Hey, someone is here to deliver snacks again!"

Yu Xiaoruo from the Weiwu Division turned around and ran without saying a word.

"Run!"

The rest of the people reacted and followed suit.

The tiger demon restrained his smile, dropped the human leg in his claws, and stood up.

At this time, the ghosts around him seemed to know what he meant, and each turned into a phantom and chased after him.

"It's rare for a few mice to break in. I'll play with them if I have nothing to do. It's a good way to digest the food."

The tiger demon just took a step forward, but it stopped.

The huge tiger head looked towards another part of the forest, with a puzzled look on his face: "What's going on? Why did so many of my little ghosts die all of a sudden?"

It turned around, shook its head, and suddenly rushed into the forest, running towards the direction it sensed.