The Flower-Picking Monk suddenly felt a powerful palm strike coming towards him, which startled him greatly. Caught off guard, he took the brunt of the terrifying blow, and he and the ghost were slammed into the ground, creating a huge crater and raising clouds of dust.
After doing all this, regardless of the outcome, Li Changfeng suddenly transformed into a blur and left into the distance, slowly disappearing from sight.
A moment later.
A rumbling sound echoed from the pit, and two figures slowly emerged. The Flower-Picking Monk, his face grim, gritted his teeth and said, "That brat escaped again! It's all your fault, you piece of trash!"
At this moment, although the ghost's eyes were still violent and manic, a sliver of rationality appeared. "Enough nonsense! I'll chase after him! I've memorized his aura; he can't escape!"
After saying that, the ghost suddenly transformed into a black shadow at an astonishing speed, its entire body twisting and elongating as it chased after Li Changfeng.
Flower-Picking Monk's eyes narrowed, and he quickly followed after him. However, he was not fast and could only watch his back from afar as he followed closely.
At this moment, Li Changfeng was desperately running away. He vaguely sensed a presence relentlessly pursuing him from behind, and estimated that he would be caught up in less than fifteen minutes. His face turned grim. "Damn it! These two are really troublesome. I can't shake them off even like this!"
"The border of Southern Emperor Province is not far ahead. There is the Dongjiang River there, and beyond that lies Eastern Zheng Province. It seems I have to find a way to jump into the Dongjiang River to escape!"
Just as Li Changfeng was deep in thought, the ghost suddenly caught up. When it saw Li Changfeng not far away, it grinned and said, "Li Changfeng! Don't even think about escaping!"
Li Changfeng's face darkened upon hearing this. "Damn it! This bastard caught up so quickly, and he seems to have regained some of his senses. This is going to be difficult!"
Li Changfeng gritted his teeth and frantically rushed towards the Dongjiang River. The only thing he could do now was to run as far as he could; he didn't care about what would happen after that!
Upon seeing this, the ghost immediately understood Li Changfeng's idea: to escape using the Dongjiang River. It suddenly became enraged and sped up even faster, catching up to Li Changfeng in no time.
His face hardened, and a sinister dark red aura gathered in his claws. He slashed fiercely at Li Changfeng, and five blood-red rays appeared in the sky, heading towards Li Changfeng's back. Ripples appeared in the void wherever they passed, and the power was extremely fierce!
Li Changfeng immediately felt a killing intent rushing towards him. His face darkened, and he quickly turned around. He swung the Yama Sword in his hand five times in succession, and a powerful, edgeless Sword Intent suddenly erupted, transforming into five terrifying edgeless sword energies, which fiercely blocked the oncoming attack.
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"...
A series of violent collisions rang out. The five blood-red rays unleashed by the ghost were completely annihilated by Li Changfeng's sword energy. The remaining sword energy then fiercely attacked him. Upon seeing this, the ghost's pupils shrank, and it quickly put its hands in front of its chest to block the terrifying sword energy.
"Sizzle!!"
All that could be heard was the sound of flesh being sliced, and a cloud of blood mist suddenly splattered in the air. The ghost's body was slashed with deep cuts that revealed bone and blood, and the terrifying power of the sword energy even knocked it to the ground, blasting a large crater!
The pit was instantly stained with black blood, and the injury was extremely serious. Despite such injuries, the ghost roared as if nothing had happened, and its wounds visibly healed. It looked at Li Changfeng with a face full of resentment.
"Ah! Ah! Ah! Li Changfeng! I want you dead!"
At this moment, Li Changfeng sensed another figure approaching from not far away. His face darkened; he knew the Flower-Picking Monk was about to arrive at the battlefield. "We can't let them join forces!"
After thinking it over, Li Changfeng suddenly made his move, his true energy bursting out. He unleashed the second move of the [Heavy Sword, No Edge], "Sweeping a Thousand Armies." Stupa True Qi poured into the Yama Sword, and the power of the Ten Dragons and Ten Elephants within his body surged out, unleashing a powerful and domineering force.
Li Changfeng held the sword in his right hand and suddenly slashed horizontally. After the first slash, he switched to his left hand and slashed horizontally again. After three consecutive slashes, the Yama Sword, carrying an incomparably powerful and fierce aura, suddenly stirred up a storm of sword energy.
Wherever it passed, the domineering, edgeless Sword Intent surged forth, cleaving the void into a twisted and shattered mass, transforming into a crimson pagoda-shaped sword aura storm that hurtled towards the ghosts on the ground. This sword aura storm not only targeted the ghosts but also the Flower-Picking Monk was about to arrive, its power extremely violent!
At this moment, the Flower-Picking Monk had just arrived on the battlefield was caught in the storm of sword energy. His face turned ashen, and he quickly activated the twelve layers of Inner Force to protect his entire body. He crossed his arms in front of his chest and took the terrifying crimson storm of sword energy head-on.
"Boom!"
A violent explosion rang out, and Li Changfeng's powerful crimson sword energy storm suddenly engulfed the two of them. The violent Sword Intent force cut into their bodies, and faint metallic sounds of grinding teeth could be heard.
The ground was churned into a huge crater by this terrifying storm of sword energy. Within the crater, sword energy crisscrossed, violently cutting tiny cracks in the void. Its power was extremely terrifying!
In this terrifying storm of sword energy, the most severely injured was this tyrannical ghost. Half of its flesh and blood were forcibly shaved off, and some dark red bone fragments flew away. In pain, it roared to the sky inside and lay motionless in the pit.
Despite suffering such horrific injuries, the ghost was not quite dead yet. It emitted a dense black aura that slowly healed the injuries in his body. However, Li Changfeng could still sense that its life force had decreased significantly, while its aura had increased considerably.
The Flower-Picking Monk who picked flowers only suffered superficial injuries, which did not damage his bones or muscles. However, the pain made him hate Li Changfeng intensely, and his gaze towards him was filled with a scarlet color. His skin was gradually healing.
Li Changfeng didn't expect this move to kill them. After unleashing this move, he immediately followed up with another. Li Changfeng suddenly used the third move of the [Heavy Sword, No Edge], "Thunderous Might," and streams of Stupa True Qi condensed in the Yama Sword.
Behind him appeared a majestic phantom of ten dragons and ten elephants, with veins bulging on his hands and his whole body emitting crackling sounds. He suddenly slashed out a series of domineering crimson sword shadows in the air, and wherever the sword energy passed, the domineering Sword Intent force burst forth violently.
This amplified the power of the sword energy, causing a surge of powerful lightning energy to erupt from the sword. The sword crackled and hissed in the air, transforming into streaks of furious lightning sword light that slashed wildly towards the two of them with extreme ferocity!