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Nightmare Apostle

Chapter 1329 - 862: _2
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Chapter 1329: Chapter 862: _2

In just a short time, he never expected that Yang Xiao had also become a genuine Ghost-level Apostle. Although his spiritual power wasn’t as strong as his, his growth rate was terrifying.

He couldn’t let him stay... Qiu Huai De’s heart was filled with murderous intent; if left to grow, he would soon be no match for him.

He wanted to get rid of Fu Qingzhu because of the latter’s ambition and scheming, but for Yang Xiao, he was apprehensive of his growth potential.

Rongcheng couldn’t allow someone so formidable to appear, especially someone who wasn’t under Qiu Huai De’s control.

With Elder Pu killed under his protection, he truly had some explaining to do to Yiling Academy. Killing Yang Xiao would just be the right way to silence those people.

Neither Yang Xiao nor Qiu Huai De took action immediately; both calculating. Yang Xiao wasn’t afraid of stalling, after all, Ming Yue senior brother was outside.

With his senior brother’s skills, he should soon find a flaw and breach this Magic Artifact. ƒreewebηoveℓ.com

In the moment before Qiu Huai De was about to make a move, Yang Xiao acted first. With the Human Bone Staff in hand, he had already accumulated considerable strength, swinging it, a powerful spiritual wave charged at Qiu Huai De.

But what Yang Xiao didn’t expect was that Qiu Huai De didn’t even try to dodge; with a flick of his sleeve, a Bone Fan appeared in his hand. He then unfolded the fan, shielding himself with it.

The next second, a bizarre scene occurred; the powerful spiritual force was instantly absorbed by the Bone Fan, and Qiu Huai De, hiding behind the fan, wasn’t hurt at all. Subsequently, the souls imprisoned in the corner’s straw house let out painful screams, including Fu Qingzhu.

"Hahaha, Yang Xiao, if you don’t care about your brothers’ lives, feel free to continue! I don’t care about this ungrateful waste!" Qiu Huai De closed the Bone Fan with a "snap" and stood with a sword held in one hand.

He glanced at the Human Bone Staff in Yang Xiao’s hand, his eyes filled with fervor. Through the previous move, he had clearly determined that this was a spiritual magical artifact that could directly attack the spirit.

It bore a slight resemblance to his Bone Fan, but it seemed to be of a higher grade.

"Damn it... this old guy can use those imprisoned spirits as a shield against spiritual damage; this was something Yang Xiao hadn’t anticipated.

Actually, it’s not that big of a deal. After all, there must be a limit to the damage this kind of thing can withstand, but the problem lies with Fu Qingzhu also being inside there.

Those outsiders are fine, but he really couldn’t disregard his good brother Fu Qingzhu’s safety. The old guy hit him right where it hurts.

The Human Bone Staff couldn’t be used; Yang Xiao tried to summon the Mirror Ghost to assist, but unfortunately, the Soul-Capturing Mirror seemed to be restricted here, and his connection to the Mirror Ghost was severed.

Without the Mirror Ghost’s assistance, he could only rely on himself.

Since his identity had been uncovered, Yang Xiao simply stopped hiding it. He took off his mask and stared at Qiu Huai De’s annoying face, "Release Fu Qingzhu, and I won’t make things difficult for you today. I can tell you clearly, outside there is a master I brought, someone you can’t provoke!"

"Hahaha—" Qiu Huai De laughed three times, the wrinkles on his face showing with laughter, "Ignorant child, you think I’ll wait for you to come kill me? Let me be honest with you, I also found help, someone you can’t provoke, just in time to catch you all in one fell swoop!"

Qiu Huai De wasn’t in a hurry to act, and neither was Yang Xiao. After all, both believed the helpers outside could take care of the other’s helpers, and then support themselves.

Qiu Huai De’s smug look wasn’t feigned; he must have found someone extraordinary, at least significantly stronger than him.

After a round of bouts, Yang Xiao had roughly figured out this guy’s background. He was a mid-stage Ghost-level Apostle; in terms of spiritual power strength, he was on par with Brother Sui, making him a considerable Apostle, no wonder he was rampant in Rongcheng for so many years.

As time ticked away, Yang Xiao felt a bit tense. He knew something had happened outside; Ming Yue senior brother hadn’t broken in after so long, which had already indicated a problem.

He didn’t know what level of expert Qiu Huai De had sought; it might be someone from Yiling Academy, or maybe the provincial Union had sent someone.

He couldn’t pin all his hopes on others, even though the Human Bone Staff and Soul-Capturing Mirror were restricted, Yang Xiao wasn’t flustered. After all, he still had other artifacts on him.

After experiencing a few life-and-death struggles in the Esoteric Sect, Yang Xiao’s combat experience had greatly increased, especially his combat mindset, reaching an optimal state.

In battles between Apostles of the same level, especially when the strength was close, victory depended not only on understanding the artifact but also greatly on mindset.

The upcoming battle might be fierce, the Ghost Bamboo Stick consumed too much energy, Yang Xiao opted for the more handy Ring-Headed Saber. After Sheng Yanlin’s guidance, Yang Xiao had already formed his own understanding of this artifact.

On the journey back home in recent days, Yang Xiao had often consulted with the leading Esoteric Elder on sword techniques. The elder’s artifact happened to also be a sword, teaching Yang Xiao many ruthless sword skills that might not look good but were very practical.

Seeing Yang Xiao draw his saber to charge, Qiu Huai De was not to be outdone; he drew an Ancient Sword and rushed at Yang Xiao.

Yang Xiao swung his saber like the wind, attacking Qiu Huai De’s lower body from bottom to top, while Qiu Huai De forcefully struck with a vertical chop. In each other’s eyes, they both saw a trace of determination.

Yang Xiao sidestepped, deciding to trade injury for injury, after all, he had the Ghost Skin, so getting injured wasn’t a big deal as long as he didn’t die.

In the final moment, it was still Qiu Huai De who dodged. He twisted his wrist, using the Ancient Sword to parry downward, blocking Yang Xiao’s blade just in time.

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