Nightmare Apostle

Chapter 1147: Chapter 777: Old Friend_2

To hold off the one-armed elder, Yang Xiao braced himself and charged forward, while the Mirror Ghost was dealing with the few remaining remnants of the Dharma Sect, whose deaths were only a matter of time.

Yang Xiao used the Human Bone Staff to exchange blows with the elder. After a few moves, he gauged the opponent’s strength. This person’s spiritual power was formidable, almost matching that of the Pingzong Building’s OP, who had once died by his hand.

What was even stranger was the ability of the one-armed elder. He flickered in and out of sight in the rain. Each time he swung his sword at Yang Xiao, he would turn his back, and in that instant, he would vanish.

Yang Xiao pulled out the Ghost Lantern and covered the one-armed elder with it, but the always reliable Ghost Lantern only cast a transparent, vague outline in the rain curtain.

This ability was not an illusion, but more like a special state of existence. If viewed from a different angle, even the naked eye could spot the elder’s position.

His hiding only worked from one direction, or even only against a single opponent.

The one-armed elder wasn’t in any hurry. He didn’t even care about his teammate, the woman’s life or death. Each time he appeared, he calmly swung his sword at Yang Xiao, and the sweeping sword light was easy to judge. Yang Xiao blocked it four times using the Ghost Bamboo Stick.

But slowly, Yang Xiao realized something was wrong. The speed of the one-armed elder’s sword swings grew more frequent, and the sword light became increasingly mysterious. From afar, it looked like it aimed at the arm, but when it drew closer, it veered towards the shoulder, leaving Yang Xiao in a much more challenging situation.

Yang Xiao roughly understood that this old man was a slow-burning opponent; the longer the fight dragged on, the more it worked to his advantage.

The sword he held had something peculiar about it. Its speed was increasing, and the moves were becoming more enigmatic.

In the end, he couldn’t even judge. Perhaps a sword looked like it was aiming for the left leg, but it would actually target his neck, and one strike could end his life.

Midway, Yang Xiao tried to recall the Mirror Ghost to block, but it was completely ineffective. The black sword light entirely bypassed the Mirror Ghost and locked onto himself, similar to the Human Bone Staff’s ability.

Except one only harmed the body, while the other focused on attacking the spirit; both were rare treasures.

Meanwhile, Yang Xiao remained vigilant of the masked elder’s warning: the one-armed elder still had a "Ghost Arm" that had not yet appeared.

On the other side, Tai Wenqin had already cornered the Magic Teaching Woman. To quickly kill his opponent, he didn’t mind exchanging blows, half of his body covered in frost, yet his fighting spirit surpassed before.

In contrast, the Magic Teaching Woman looked much more pitiful. She was bound by a Magic Artifact on one side while having to dodge Tai Wenqin’s short dagger’s assaults on the other, repeatedly coming close to danger.

With the Human Bone Staff, Yang Xiao suddenly sensed a strange fluctuation of power emanating from Tai Wenqin, while the other end was firmly locked onto the one-armed elder.

He immediately realized Tai Wenqin was employing some unknown method targeting the one-armed elder, likely the eerie curse he’d used on the smuggling ship before.

This guy was strong; when fighting a peer Angel Envoy, he still had the energy to deal with himself.

Now, Yang Xiao understood why the one-armed elder had never come over to strike a fatal blow on him—it was largely due to Tai Wenqin’s restraint.

The Magic Teaching Woman, cornered, suddenly charged at Tai Wenqin. This time, Tai Wenqin nimbly avoided her, his broken knife mercilessly piercing into her back. Yet the Magic Teaching Woman, undeterred, continued rushing forward, letting the dagger seem alive, burrowing into her body.

At this moment, Tai Wenqin also sensed something wrong. He immediately realized the woman’s target wasn’t him, but Professor Cui hidden in the distance.

"Watch out!" Tai Wenqin shouted.

Yang Xiao also noticed it and commanded the Mirror Ghost to intercept the opponent. The Mirror Ghost was much faster than the Magic Teaching Woman, after all, he’d hidden a mirror on Professor Cui on the way here.

The Mirror Ghost instantly blocked in front of Professor Cui, and at that moment Tai Wenqin was also close by, the short dagger desperately boring into the Magic Teaching Woman’s body, cutting open a horrific wound.

"Dong."

"Dong dong, dong dong dong dong."

A light drumming sound arose, and the woman pulled a leather pellet drum from nowhere, shaking it madly, creating intense drumbeats. The next second, a shadow resembling a Water Monkey appeared behind Professor Cui, to be precise, it was clinging to his back, its sharp claws resting on Professor Cui’s shoulders.

Professor Cui’s face turned alarmed, sensing something, and instinctively, he was about to turn around. At this moment, the Water Monkey had already opened its mouth, about to bite down, and this bite was enough to tear open Professor Cui’s throat.

The Mirror Ghost backhanded a butcher knife, chopping down upon it, but instead, the blade sank into the Water Monkey’s body, which only enraged it further.

At the critical juncture, Tai Wenqin abandoned the chance for a lethal blow on the Magic Teaching Woman, extending his arm to shield Professor Cui’s neck. The next second, his arm bled profusely, actually having a large chunk torn off by the Water Monkey.

Having succeeded with one strike, the Water Monkey immediately shifted its attack target, appearing on Tai Wenqin’s back, its blood-filled, tooth-covered mouth opening to bite his neck.

At that moment, Yang Xiao also recognized it; this wasn’t just any Water Monkey, but a Resentful Infant, long dead and entirely covered in hair.

Tai Wenqin retrieved a grass doll wrapped in torn cloth from his arms and threw it behind his head. The hairy Resentful Infant hit by it acted like hot water scalded it, leaping off in struggle and disappearing into thin air.

And next, a woman’s scream sounded. The Resentful Infant appeared on the back of the Magic Teaching Woman, opening its wide mouth and biting off half of her neck.

Such scenes were not unfamiliar to Yang Xiao; this was a backlash of the Magic Artifact on the woman. This curse doll wrapped in tattered cloth was Tai Wenqin’s trump card, the same tool he used to kill the boat captain and the three others before.

Distracted for a moment, Yang Xiao was struck by a weird sword light, but luckily only his shoulder was grazed. The next second, the one-armed elder was gone, really gone this time, without even a trace of presence.

The next second, a shadow appeared behind Tai Wenqin, striking down with a sword. Tai Wenqin reacted extremely fast, raising his hand to block with his short knife. But immediately after, an inky black arm lashed out. Tai Wenqin bent back his head with all his might, narrowly avoiding a head-exploding blow, but his short knife was knocked out from his hand, embedding itself into a tree.

This scene left Tai Wenqin astonished. That short knife was his Magic Artifact, with a spiritual power link, usually very difficult to let go. But at the moment it was struck by the black arm, the bond severed as if it were an ordinary blade knocked away.

And that black arm grew from the one-armed elder’s severed limb, severely decayed, and even getting close emitted a stifling stench.

If he could walk over and examine his short knife closely, he would find a half-black handprint left on the blade. It was this handprint that dulled the knife’s sharpness.

The one-armed elder’s eyes were filled with malice. Failing with one strike, he immediately rotated the sword in his hand, slashing at Tai Wenqin. Luckily, the Mirror Ghost arrived just in time, knocking Tai Wenqin away, though taking a sword through the abdomen itself.

Narrowly escaping death, Tai Wenqin’s first reaction was not to run but to come beside Professor Cui, shielding him.

"That Ghost Hand is strange, capable of contaminating Magic Artifacts. Being caught by it erodes spiritual power!" From one exchange, Tai Wenqin assessed the one-armed elder’s abilities; this guy was indeed a tough opponent.

Meanwhile, Professor Cui wobbled a few steps, suddenly collapsing backward, his face turning a cyanotic hue.

The one-armed elder’s eyes were filled with malice. Failing with one strike, he immediately rotated the sword in his hand, slashing at Tai Wenqin. Luckily, the Mirror Ghost arrived just in time, knocking Tai Wenqin away, though taking a sword through the abdomen itself.

Narrowly escaping death, Tai Wenqin’s first reaction was not to run but to come beside Professor Cui, shielding him. freёweɓnovel.com

"That Ghost Hand is strange, capable of contaminating Magic Artifacts. Being caught by it erodes spiritual power!" From one exchange, Tai Wenqin assessed the one-armed elder’s abilities; this guy was indeed a tough opponent. frёeωebɳovel.com

Meanwhile, Professor Cui wobbled a few steps, suddenly collapsing backward,