I Can Devour Spirits

On the official road of Black Tiger Ridge, the rapid, chaotic sound of horse hooves was like hail hitting the ground...

Three carriages galloped wildly, with lanterns hanging on them, swinging chaotically...

The coach drivers were clearly veterans, half-squatting in a horse stance at the front of the carriage, loosely holding the reins, and continuously whipping the horse’s buttocks...

Black Tiger Ridge is a big slope. Just having climbed up it, the horses’ buttocks were already full of overlapping blood marks. Now, descending the slope, the carriage sped faster, the horseshoes clanking chaotically on the hard ground...

At this moment, three thick hemp ropes suddenly tightened on the official road, entwined with black iron thorns.

At this time, the three carriages were rushing downhill, and the three thick hemp ropes suddenly sprung from the ground. The coach drivers had no time to react, and the first horse pulling the carriage already collided with the ropes...

One around the neck, one around the chest, one around the legs. The horse was moving too fast, and iron thorns pierced into its flesh, creating many wounds. Blood sprayed, and the horse fell, causing the carriage to flip over...

Although the coach drivers of the other two carriages pulled the reins, the downhill speed was too fast and the distance too short. They also collided head-on, and all three carriages crashed to the ground.

Almost the moment the carriages overturned, numerous shadows sprang out from the carriage compartments...

Torches lit up in the wilderness on both sides of the official road, creating a chaotic noise, as many black-clad figures rushed out of the wilderness, holding weapons gleaming with cold light, attacking the people who leapt out of the carriage compartments...

Yuan Shouzhi jumped out of the overturned carriage, immediately standing in front of Ximen Yong, drawing his saber to kill an attacking bandit, shouting with red eyes, ”There’s still one horse alive! Get up and take the master away!”

Of the three carriages, the second horse did not hit the iron thorns but crashed into the first overturned carriage. Although it had fallen, it was not dead.

No sooner had Yuan Shouzhi spoken than Huang Gaizu charged at him with a sword!

Huang Gaizu was also dressed in night clothes and had switched to a sword.

As soon as Yuan Shouzhi engaged with Huang Gaizu, he was shocked in his heart. There was a master of the Great Success Realm among these bandits!

Intercepting at night, doom was near!

Huang Gaizu’s form was elusive, and his swordsmanship was like a sudden rain falling. The sword flowers surrounded tightly, almost impenetrable, soon entangling Yuan Shouzhi inescapably.

Yuan Shouzhi was tied up, and Ximen’s guards immediately surrounded Ximen Yong.

Ximen Yong usually treated these guards generously, and now in a life-and-death situation, these guards were risking their lives to protect him.

Most of these guards were at the Inner Breath Realm Second Level and Inner Breath Realm First Level. They struggled against the bandits as they were outnumbered, often being surrounded by two or three bandits in a scuffle.

For this ambush, Black Tiger Stronghold almost turned out in full force...

Soon, a guard was injured. But even when wounded, these guards fought desperately to prevent the bandits from attacking Ximen Yong behind them.

By now, a burly figure and another obese person had rushed up from behind the bandits.

Li Yiyang held a Black Iron Long Spear, while Wang Zhaoxuan wielded a Ghost Head Saber.

The two were originally at the rear of a group of bandits. Now seeing Yuan Shouzhi tangled by Huang Gaizu, and Ximen Yong already surrounded, only some guards were still fighting to the death.

In Li Yiyang’s view, the battle situation was clear. He just needed to kill Ximen Yong, eliminate the guards, and then surround and kill Yuan Shouzhi, to wipe out the entire group of Ximen Yong.

Li Yiyang swung his spear, blasting half a guard’s shoulder away with one blow...

Under the infusion of Third Level Inner Breath, the explosion was so powerful!

Li Yiyang slipped through the gap, his figure leaping forward, spearing swiftly towards Ximen Yong.

Ximen Yong was so frightened that his face turned pale. He immediately tilted his body and quickly retreated back sideways.

Li Yiyang firmly planted his toes on the ground, twisting his body to the side, shaking the spear to switch from stab to horizontal chop.

Ximen Yong saw the long spear about to smash into his chest and had to wave his blade horizontally to block while retreating further.

The Moon Blade Scimitar in Ximen Yong’s hand, when it touched Li Yiyang’s spear, was flung away. The blade edge curled, Ximen Yong’s tiger mouth burst open, and blood oozed out...

Li Yiyang’s eyes remained unflinching, about to shake his spear to thrust at Ximen Yong’s face. He was sure this thrust would kill Ximen Yong under the spear, and the Third Level Inner Breath he infused would tear apart his entire face...

But Li Yiyang didn’t notice that the moment he jumped into the crowd, an inconspicuous black shadow darted into the fray from the roadside wilderness.

As he shook the spear to thrust, a Willow Leaf Cold Blade flashed past, shooting towards his throat.

Li Yiyang was shocked, immediately twisting to dodge, and then another Willow Leaf Cold Blade shot towards the back of his head.

Li Yiyang had experienced countless life-and-death situations to become the Big Boss of Black Tiger Stronghold. When the Willow Leaf Cold Blade shot toward the back of his head, he felt a chill, ducking his head to avoid it. But even then, the Willow Leaf Cold Blade that flew over his head sheered off a bit of his hair, nearly grazing his scalp...

Li Yiyang almost felt a chilling trace brush across his scalp...

Duan Rong saw Li Yiyang, his senses sharp and reactions quick; clearly, a flying saber alone couldn’t kill him. So while he ducked, Duan Rong wielded a Cow Tail Saber, attacking him.

Though Li Yiyang had been honed by many life-and-death battles, his saber technique, brutal, straightforward, and without flourish, clearly fell short compared to Duan Rong.

This was the chasm of realm!

Even though Duan Rong’s Inner Breath was also only Third Level, his saber technique had achieved Great Success. Not only did he possess the Five Tigers and Sheep Saber and Thunder Smoke Saber’s two saber techniques at the Great Success Realm, but he also practiced the Nameless Three Forms distilled and summarized by Xiao Zongting’s lifelong understanding and comprehension of martial arts.

Though a shorter length is riskier. Spear technique is harder to practice than saber technique.

But with a long spear in hand, Li Yiyang was being beaten back step by step by Duan Rong’s Cow Tail Saber, struggling left and right.

Duan Rong smashed against Li Yiyang’s spear shaft, sparks flew, and Duan Rong took the opportunity to side-step and swung the saber at Li Yiyang’s throat. Li Yiyang dodged sideways, but at that moment, a Willow Leaf Cold Blade suddenly shot out from the blooming plum shadows in Duan Rong’s left hand, aiming at Li Yiyang’s temple.

Seeing no escape, Li Yiyang suddenly drew a short sword from the tail of the spear shaft, stabbing towards Duan Rong’s heart.

Li Yiyang’s eyes were vicious, employing a fighting style of mutual destruction. He bet that Duan Rong would retreat, thus neutralizing the attack of the Cow Tail Saber slashing at his throat, leaving him only to dodge the Willow Leaf Cold Blade to break the deadlock.

But what he didn’t expect was that Duan Rong didn’t retreat at all!

Almost simultaneously, Li Yiyang’s short sword pierced Duan Rong’s heart, and Duan Rong’s saber edge sliced open his throat.

Blood gushed from Li Yiyang’s throat, but the short sword piercing Duan Rong’s heart felt empty, with no sensation of hitting.

Having been in the Jianghu for a long time, experienced and knowledgeable, Li Yiyang immediately knew Duan Rong was skilled in a strange art like the Bone Shrinking Technique.

Li Yiyang clutched his throat as blood gushed out...

His lips trembled, staring at Duan Rong. He didn’t know who this person was who suddenly emerged?

Not only was his Willow Leaf Cold Blade like a ghostly death call, but his saber technique was astonishing, Inner Breath not weak, yet he possessed the strange art of the Bone Shrinking Technique. How come he hadn’t investigated such a person before? Or was he Ximen Yong’s hidden agent?

As Li Yiyang thought about this, his pupils began to dilate...