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C1096

Dao talisman!

Ghost King and Cui Guan were shocked. They hurriedly rushed towards Yang Junhao's trio of men and shouted, "Retreat!"

However, Yang Junhao purposely lured the three Wu steelers to a siege so that he could use the trump card in his hand to its fullest extent.

Opening the Dao talisman scroll, three skyfire meteors descended from the sky, the Dao Techniques and Divine Powers sealed within the Dao talisman was impressively a Sky Execution!

Amongst the three Ghost Cultivators, the one with the lowest cultivation, Liu Tie, died on the spot, while the other one, Heavenly Dipper Realm Liu Tie, tried his best to dodge, but in a panic, he ran to Yang Junhao and was burnt to ashes by a sun fire. The other one, Ghost Cultivators and Cui Tong, was using the Ghost Clan's escape technique to its limits, but they were still unable to break free from the Dao talisman's might.

Cui Tong turned around and was about to look at the scene behind him when he was surprised to see someone lift the back of his neck. He heard Ghost King and Cui Guan's voice: "Retreat first, leave this place."

Ghost King's voice was hoarse and resonated with his abdominal cavity. This was a sign that he had suffered internal injuries.

Previously, when he was besieged by the three Sun Steelers, he could naturally tell that Cui Tong should be the leader of the three spirits. After activating the Sky Execution's Dao Talisman, at least half of its power was directed at Cui Tong, as one of the capable subordinates of Zhou Tie, Cui Guan would naturally not sit idly by and watch his arm fall. He did not even hesitate to attack Yang Junxiu, taking advantage of the situation to get rid of the white tiger and then facing the Dao of Destiny that Yang Junshan had sealed with his own hands.

Along with Ghost King and Cui Guan, six Ghost Cultivators's group attacked Yang Junhao and the others. In the end, three of them were killed by Wu Tie and the others, while the other three fled in a sorry state.

Even though he had relied on the Dao talisman in his hand to kill two Ghost Cultivators, in reality, his side was already exhausted. Yang Junxiu's body had at least been cut four times by Liu Tie, and even if her body was as strong as hers, she still couldn't help but turn pale because she had bled too much. Bao Yu’er's condition was also not too good, and she had fought the Taihang Realm Wu Cui with her Heavenly Dipper Realm.

Among the four of them, only Ning Bin's condition was slightly better. He breathed a sigh of relief, didn't care about the fatigue after the battle with Yang Junhao and the others, and hurriedly urged everyone, "Quick, we shouldn't stay here any longer. We have to leave as soon as possible."

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Ghost King, Cui Guan, and the rest returned empty-handed. Even three of the Cui Family's disciples died, making his two subordinates, Cui Tong and Cui Yu, feel disheartened.

Cui Tong's life had just been saved by Ghost King. Although Cui Tong had already sensed the strangeness of the four people who were chasing after him, he did not ask about it, and regardless of whether it was in terms of strength or position, the Taihang Realm Cui Wang was superior to Cui Tong in front of Cui Guan.

The two subordinates looked at each other, Cui Jue could see the evasion in Cui Tong's eyes, so he directly asked: "Your Highness, that White Tiger has always been the bane of my Ghost Clan, why didn't Your Highness inform the other few Ghost King to annihilate it, it would be better than our Cui Family's losses, I believe that the other few Ghost King will definitely be very interested after knowing about the appearance of the White Tiger."

However, the more it acted this way, the more Cui Wang's hair stood on end. He heard Cui Guan's emotionless voice come over and said, "Are you complaining that This King caused the deaths of several of your own kind, questioning This King's decision?"

Cui Jue trembled in fear and hurriedly said, "I don't dare, I don't dare. How could I dare to question the king? It's just that …"

Cui Li was momentarily at a loss for words. Cold sweat flowed down his face like a stream.

Instead, he waved his hand and said, "Alright, I have made my own decision regarding this matter. Of course, I can't let those four people go, but you have to find someone for me first."

Cui Yu's heart instantly relaxed when she heard the king's order. She subconsciously asked, "May I ask who you are going to invite?"

"Zhong Jiu!"

Cui Guan spat out a name, making Cui Wang and Cui Tong's expressions change drastically.

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"How are your injuries?"

Ning Bin looked at Yang Junxiu with a serious expression. Right now, she was the strongest out of the four and was also the main force that fought against Ghost King. If her strength was damaged due to her injuries, then it would be difficult for her to continue the rest of the journey.

The injuries on Yang Junxiu's body had already been meticulously bandaged by Bao Yu’er, and with the addition of the healing Ling Dan, her originally pale white face had turned a bit redder. The fatigue on her face had also been reduced quite a bit.

Hearing Ning Bin's question, Yang Junxiu giggled and said, "Don't worry, you still have the strength to fight."

Ning Bin nodded and asked Yang Junhao, "Have you contacted Brother Yang?"

Yang Junhao nodded and said, "We have already sent out the blood symbol, but it will be some time before Fourth Bro can send help. We will have to rely on ourselves for the rest of the journey."

Ning Bin nodded and turned to look at Bao Yu’er.

Bao Yu’er didn't wait for Ning Bin to ask and said, "They have been following us all this time, following us from afar. They will definitely come back."

Ning Bin's expression became even more unsightly. Previously, Ghost King and his men were forced back, but if they chased him again, they would definitely gather more helpers.

"We need to leave this place faster." Ning Bin sighed. He had a bad feeling about this.

This feeling soon came true again. Yang Junhao, who was leading the way, suddenly stopped.

Then, a lazy and curious voice came from the front, "You really can see me!"

Ning Bin looked over Yang Junhao's back and saw a weak fluctuation a few hundred feet away from them. A burly but extremely ugly Ghost Cultivators, dressed in a brocade robe with a folding fan in his hand, unexpectedly appeared in front of everyone on the way.

Looking at Ghost Cultivators, who was dark and ugly to the point of being scary, Yang Junhao turned his head towards Bao Yu’er in shock and asked, "Are there people in Ghost Clan who can easily expose their bodies and block the way?"

It was obvious that this Ghost Cultivators, who had suddenly blocked their way, had surprised Yang Junhao and the others. Even Bao Yu’er had been greatly surprised, because the habits of this man in front of her were very different from what they thought of Ghost Cultivators.

Just as Yang Junhao turned his head to ask, Ghost Cultivators's gaze passed by Yang Junhao. He first glanced at Bao Yu’er, then shifted his gaze to Yang Junxiu.

It was as if the aura between the two of them was extremely repulsive. The instant Ghost Cultivators's gaze landed on Yang Junxiu, Yang Junxiu also raised her head and shot a sharp glare at Ghost Cultivators.

Ghost Cultivators's expression changed, but shortly after, he seemed to have confirmed something. He nodded slightly and muttered to himself: "As expected, such a powerful killing intent, it must be the White Tiger Bloodline. It seems that Cui Guan did not lie to me."

"How is it, Zhong Jiu, are you satisfied with the stuff This King introduced you to?" A shrill and hoarse voice suddenly sounded from behind them.

Yang Junxiu and the others acted as if they were facing a great enemy. This voice belonged to Ghost King, who had exchanged blows with them twice before.

When everyone turned around to look, they saw Ghost King also appearing a few hundred feet behind them, blocking Yang Junhao and the others, who were also called "Zhong Jiu" in front and "Ghost Cultivators" in front.

At the same time, Yang Junhao and Bao Yu’er also noticed that there were two other concealed auras approaching the group. They were the two judges that had retreated together with Ghost King, the high order of the two judges, Ghost Cultivators.

Zhong Jiu's voice came from the front: "Not bad, a very pure White Tiger Bloodline."

After pausing for a moment, Ghost Cultivators's Zhong Jiu's tone finally carried a trace of uncontrollable joy. He said, "Later on, this White Tiger will be handed to me. The others can be handled by His Highness Ghost King."

"Alright, with your help, Zhong Jiu, this matter will naturally not be difficult. Don't worry, once this is done, the White Tiger will be at your disposal. I believe that you can take this opportunity to break through Ghost King's realm."

"Hmph, boasting shamelessly!"

Yang Junhao heard the two Wu steelers talking to each other and treated them as fish on the chopping board. He was angered and immediately interrupted the two people's conversation, "Ghost Cultivators, the two times you tried to assassinate me, you were forced to retreat and even lost a lot of manpower. Do you think that you can take us down just by calling any of these Great Gale Wu steelers?"

"Hmph, ignorance!"

Ghost King, Cui Guan, snorted coldly as if he was losing a lot of face. He added to Ghost Cultivators: "Be careful. The kid from before has a Dao talisman, but I don't know if he has a second one."

Zhong Jiu laughed and said, "Even if there is a second one, he will be dealt with by the Wu Steel Palace. I only care about the White Tiger!"

With that, Zhong Jiu's figure suddenly flashed continuously, leaving more than a dozen afterimages in the air. He attacked Yang Junxiu from different directions, making it hard for people to tell which was the real one.

Yang Junxiu let out a cold snort. Suddenly, she opened her mouth and let out a heaven-shaking roar. A layer of ripples visible to the naked eye appeared in the air, causing the shadows that were getting closer to her to flicker.

Zhong Jiu's voice suddenly sounded out from the dozen or so afterimages: "Tsk tsk, what a pure white tiger, but just based on this, you think you can break apart this Zhong's sacred art?! If you have Evil Qi, then this Zhong will have it too!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a black, baleful aura burst out from every single afterimage along with a dark, cold aura. The originally tottering afterimages immediately regained their stability under the attacks of the white tiger.

"I got you!"

Yang Junxiu suddenly roared, and the Soul Severing Knife in her hands slashed down while cutting through the air.

"Ding!" A crisp sound was heard, and a figure flew far away in midair.

A surprised look flashed across Yang Junxiu's face. "Who the hell are you? No one in the same grade, Ghost Cultivators, can withstand this slash from Aunt! "1

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