Chapter 187: The Secret of the Ghost Sword

Huang Jiu rushed forward with a smirk on his face.

"Little girl, it seems that your beast-driving skills are excellent, but don't be too proud too soon. I will let you know the power of the Golden Dragon Stick in Master Huang Jiu's hand."

The Golden Dragon Stick in Huang Jiu's hand is shorter than an ordinary long stick, but it is very heavy. This weapon was specially made for him by a famous weapon refining master at the expense of his wealthy father. It is made of extremely rare condensed gold and purple dragon gallbladder as the main materials, weighing about three thousand kilograms, and has reached the level of ordinary magic weapons.

Before meeting the Green Skin King, Huang Jiu was originally a physical cultivator, and was also well-known among the cultivators of the same level in the Heavenly Ghost Sect.

His origin is not ordinary. He was originally the ninth prince of the Great Wei Kingdom, one of the cultivation countries within the influence of the Heavenly Ghost Sect. He was born with great strength and was obsessed with cultivation since he was a child.

Although the royal family of the Great Wei Kingdom was originally a large cultivation family, he was not satisfied with the world of the Great Wei Kingdom.

In order to pursue the ultimate in cultivation, one must go to a real cultivation sect to practice and gain experience. After that, he joined the Tiangui Sect as an ordinary disciple, using the alias Huang Jiu.

He grew up in the palace since he was a child, with the blood of a king and a proud personality. He always likes to challenge things that others dare not challenge, including entering the Dushou Valley in the Wanyu Forest alone a few years ago.

By chance, Huang Jiu did not get lost in the Dushou Valley, but got the one-horned green rhino, a fierce beast, and named it "Qingpi King." From then on, he became a famous beast driver.

…

In a blink of an eye, the two weapons met and fought together.

Huang Jiu's golden dragon stick was powerful and heavy, and it emphasized fierceness, accuracy, and ruthlessness. When the stick came out, golden light swayed, and there was a faint dragon-shaped purple air overflowing.

Bai Mujin performed the "Ghost Kitchen Ghost Knife" sword tactics, and each move was light and clever. The sword moved, the blood edge was elegant, like a ghost.

In a blink of an eye, the two fought for more than thirty rounds.

"This little girl's swordsmanship is so strange and exquisite, and her strength is not weak at all. It seems that she must have practiced the art of body building. Today, I actually met an opponent who is good at both beast-driving and physical skills like me. It's worth the trip."

Ordinary people have a subconsciousness that they are unwilling to compete with people who are much higher or lower than themselves, and prefer to compete with opponents who are on par with themselves and have similar strength.

Huang Jiu had this mentality at this time. He wanted to defeat Bai Mujin and prove that he was the best cultivator in the same level who combined beast-driving and physical skills.

His mana surged wildly, and the pressure around him was surging. He held one end of the golden dragon stick with one hand and stabbed forward fiercely.

A dragon came out of the sea, and dragon-shaped energy appeared around the stick. The void shook, and the front end of the golden dragon stick was just a few feet away from Bai Mujin's shoulder in the blink of an eye.

Before, Bai Mujin watched Huang Jiu's two competitions carefully from the audience. He had already estimated that dealing with such a powerful opponent was exactly what he was good at.

Seeing the golden dragon stick coming from the opposite side, his knife skills changed and he used the "sticking" technique in the secret of "Ghost Chef Ghost Knife".

With a flip of his wrist, the short knife was like a black loach sticking to the surface of the golden dragon stick and leaning forward. The moment the two touched, he gently tapped the side of the golden dragon stick with the back of the knife.

With a crisp sound of "ding", a spark splashed.

Because the two forces were not in a straight line, the golden dragon stick's original attack was as powerful as a dragon, but between the short knife's sticking and hitting, it was slightly deviated to the outside.

Bai Mujin took advantage of the situation and nimbly turned his body to the side, and the golden dragon stick passed by his left shoulder. Then he leaned forward and turned his wrist to use the "cutting" technique in "Ghost Chef Ghost Knife".

Swish!

The tip of the ghost knife just came to the wrist of Huang Jiu holding the golden dragon stick.

At this time, Huang Jiu was eager to win, and his moves were too fierce. In addition, he consumed a lot of physical strength in the previous two battles. The arm holding the Golden Dragon Stick had no time to retract, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

Just before the tip of the knife scratched Huang Jiu's wrist, Bai Mujin's hand holding the handle of the knife shook strangely, and he used the back of the blade to whip the acupuncture point on Huang Jiu's wrist.

With a "snap", there was a sound of a whip whipping on the back of a cow.

Huang Jiu only felt his wrist numb, and the fingers holding the Golden Dragon Stick loosened, and the Golden Dragon Stick slipped out of his hand.

The next moment, the two passed by each other.

Mu Jin, dressed in white, danced like a white crane, and her figure turned beautifully again. She raised the ghost knife in her hand behind her, spinning out an inconspicuous knife flower.

It was the Jiezi Jue in the secret of "Ghost Chef Ghost Knife".

The Jiezi Jue is also the most difficult method to cultivate in the secret of "Ghost Chef Ghost Knife", and it is also the essence of the entire knife formula.

A Jiezi, follow the trend, just right, practice makes perfect, and only then can you reach the realm of solving problems easily and butchering cattle.

Huang Jiu had a strong physique, and his blood and qi quickly flowed into his wrist, and the numbness on his wrist disappeared instantly.

He stepped forward again, and locked his golden dragon stick with his spiritual sense. He stretched out his arm and grabbed the tail of the golden dragon stick flying in the air in a seemingly chic manner.

Huang Jiu was about to turn around and fight again, but he felt a slight chill on his spine.

His spiritual sense moved, and he realized that his clothes on his spine had been cut by Bai Mujin's short knife.

The knife was just right, and Huang Jiu's outer clothes and the shirt inside were cut, but there was no damage to the skin.

Huang Jiu's face suddenly turned red, knowing that Bai Mujin had held back just now. Otherwise, if Bai Mujin had been more ruthless, if this knife had cut into his spine, he would probably be seriously injured if not disabled.

He turned around, took back the golden dragon stick, and clasped his hands together.

"Thank you, young lady, for showing mercy."

"Concession."

On the other side of the ring, Huang Jiu's green-skinned beast and Mu Jin's three spiritual apes were fighting hard to break the glue.

Huang Jiu shouted: "King Qingpi, let's go."

Bai Mujin put his little finger into his mouth and blew a whistle.

The four spirit beasts with red eyes stopped.

The green-skinned beast's small red eyes looked at the three difficult apes in front of it, and a purring sound came from its big nostrils.

The three-foot spiritual ape raised his fist high and waved it above his head, making a whining sound from his mouth.

The two sides seemed to agree to fight again.

These four spirit beasts all suffered some superficial injuries in the fight just now, but the injuries were very minor and could basically heal on their own without treatment.

The two of them each collected spiritual beasts.

"Bai Mujin, I, Huang Jiu, have remembered your name. I will ask you for advice when I have the chance." After saying that, Huang Jiu turned around and got off the ring.

"On the seventh stage, challenger Bai Mujin wins."

The black-clad deacon announced loudly.

There was cheers from the audience.

"Oh, this game is exciting. It's a beast fight and a hand-to-hand fight. It's dizzying."

"This little girl named Bai Mujin is amazing. Another talent has come out of the Bai family."

"These spiritual beasts are really eye-catching. It would be great if I could have such spiritual beasts."

…

After the steward of the No. 7 arena asked loudly three times in a row, no one came on stage to challenge Bai Mujin. Bai Mujin got the qualification to participate in the second stage of the Evil Ghost Path trial as he wished.

"How did I perform this time?" Bai Mujin asked.

"My performance is the best in the world. Next, let's look at my performance as the second best in the world." Xu Yang joked.

…

At this point in the arena competition, only the champions of the three arenas, No. 1, No. 4 and No. 15, have not been finally decided.

"On the fourth stage, is there anyone else coming to challenge?"

The black-clothed deacon asked loudly.

"I come."

The person who answered was none other than Xu Yang.

There are only three opponents left to choose from, and they are all at the True Alchemy Realm. At first glance, it seems that the champion on the fourth stage is slightly weaker. Therefore, Xu Yang decided to challenge the No. 4 arena.

"Xu Yang, a disciple of the Wood Spirit Academy, challenges Zhong Yu of the Ten Thousand Ghost Hall."

The steward of Arena No. 4 announced loudly.

Xu Yang stood on the ring and carefully looked at the disciple from Wangui Hall opposite him. Wangui Hall is one of the seven battle halls of Tiangui Sect, and it is the best hall in Tiangui Sect that specializes in ghost magic.

Opposite him, Zhong Yu was wearing a black robe. He was short, with a big chin, dark skin, and an unattractive appearance.

Zhong Yu also carefully looked at Xu Yang opposite him. With a flash of consciousness, he discovered that the person who came up to challenge him was just a young man who looked gentle and had no murderous intent. What was important was that his cultivation level was only in the Void Realm.

"Did I see it wrong?"

He once again released a ray of spiritual consciousness, confirming that Xu Yang opposite him was at the Void Transformation Realm.

At this time, there was no secret joy in his heart, but he was extremely angry.

"Only a disciple of the Transformation Realm dares to challenge myself who is in the True Alchemy Realm. Unless this person is a peerless genius, but I have never heard of the name Xu Yang. This is simply a waste of my time. No, if this guy named Xu Yang’s head is not broken, he is simply insulting himself.”

The more Zhong Yu thought about it, the angrier he became.

He looked at Xu Yang with only contempt in his eyes, and his already big and pointed chin was raised even higher, as if he could knock Xu Yang across from him with just the tip of his chin.

A finger pointed at Xu Yang from under his big chin and said, "Do you know what your name is?"

"Xu Yang."

"Do you know where you are standing?"

"The arena."

"Do you know that your cultivation level is only at the Void Transformation Realm, while mine is at the True Alchemy Realm?"

"clear."

"Do you know this is a life-and-death battle arena?"

"Know."

"Hahaha." Zhong Yu laughed wildly, his mouth shape was exaggerated like a washbasin, and his big chin seemed to fall off in the blink of an eye.

Xu Yang, who was opposite him, was indeed smiling, smiling without saying a word.

"A mere unknown disciple of the Transformation Realm came to the stage to challenge me, a battle hall elite of the True Pill Realm. Now I feel that talking to you is a waste of my time."

The audience in the audience also burst into laughter.

"Go down."

"You're not young, there's no need to joke about your own life."

"Today's young people are really ignorant and fearless in order to attract people's attention."

"Let's break up, let's break up. I guess Zhong Yu on the other side only needs to stretch out a finger to cripple this guy named Xu Yang."

But Mu Jin, who was under the ring, raised his little fist high and shouted: "Xu Yang will win."

In the arena.

"Okay, if you insist on asking for trouble, don't blame me, Mr. Zhong, for bullying the small."

After saying that, Zhong Yu's face turned cold, and there was a dark dagger in his hand.

From time to time, billowing black energy emerged from the dagger. A small green fish could be vaguely seen swimming in the black air. This fish had red eyes and sharp teeth, and it looked like it was bloodthirsty at first sight.

Xu Yang didn't show any weakness. He flipped his wrist and four phantom pestles appeared on his palm. In the faint golden light all over the body, there are faint purple mountain patterns, as steady as Mount Tai.

"Today I will let you, an ignorant child, know the power of Wanguitang's illusion and what life is worse than death." Zhong Yu said coldly.

But Xu Yang just smiled and said nothing.

Secretly, the Blood Soul Breaking Pulse Technique has been running for a long time, and the magic power gathered in the Haoran Heavenly Veins connecting Tianling Gai and Dantian Zifu is like ten thousand horses galloping, ready to burst out of the sky at any time.