Superpower Small Farmer

Little Zhang shuddered all over and turned around to flee.

While flying away, he didn't forget to cast the Soul Shock Spell; that crackling, ripping sound kept echoing out, intimidating the surrounding Ghost Souls so they didn't dare approach.

That Dead Spirit also had some fear of the Soul Shock Spell, so it no longer paid attention to Little Zhang. Red Light burst out from its eyes, locking onto Wang Xiaoqiang's head, and finally shot onto the spot between Wang Xiaoqiang's eyebrows.

Wang Xiaoqiang shivered all over, and couldn't help recalling how last time the Dead Spirit killed two members of the Flying Gang, it was precisely using the strange Red Light in its eyes to blast open their heads.

Just as Wang Xiaoqiang felt fear, the Holy Path of Courage in his body stirred from its dormant state, emitting golden radiance. Very quickly the fear in his heart vanished, and courage arose within him.

The Holy Path of Courage not only dispelled Wang Xiaoqiang's fear, it also made him think of the lightning within the Holy Path of Courage. The lightning in the "Courage" character was likewise a great killing weapon that countered Yin Objects. Moreover, unlike the Thunderclap Annihilation Palm and Flash Lightning, the lightning within the Holy Path of Courage, after being tempered by the Holy Path of Courage, had become even more fierce and fearless, incomparably sharp; not only was its power immense, it also had a special enlightening effect on Yin Objects.

It was just that at this moment Wang Xiaoqiang didn't think that far. At this critical juncture, he merely instinctively thought of the lightning in the Holy Path of Courage.

As he was thinking this, the Dead Spirit had already started a cruel slaughter on him. The strange Red Light that had shot into his glabella began to drill, like a laser drill, boring into his forehead…

Wang Xiaoqiang immediately felt a burst of pain, as if a drill were boring into his skull. Fortunately, his Physical Body was tough, so he didn't end up like those few Flying Gang members whose heads were directly blown open.

However, that Red Light was indeed formidable, with enormous follow–through, its power like a boundless, unending torrent of water, spinning faster and faster, growing more and more forceful.

Wang Xiaoqiang only felt the pain intensify, the skin and flesh at his brow splitting open, blood gushing out, splattering across his face. The pain twisted his features, making him look somewhat hideous. Together with a face full of blood, filthy with gore, he looked just like a Fierce Ghost.

All this took long to describe but happened in a flash. The moment the Dead Spirit launched its cruel kill on Wang Xiaoqiang, the Patterned Beast saw its master in peril and immediately let out a huge roar, then, disregarding everything, charged at the Dead Spirit. Eight Demon Arms manifested, swinging toward that Dead Spirit.

But before its Demon Arms could smash down, Red Light from the Dead Spirit's other eye suddenly bent, then refracted toward the charging Patterned Beast. The instant the Red Light locked onto the Patterned Beast, it froze there, unable to move, as though caught by the Body Immobilization Technique.

The Dead Spirit's terrifying nature was evident from this.

Neither Physical Body strength nor Spell could inflict the slightest bit of damage on it. Lightning was its nemesis, but even then it was merely usable, its killing power on it limited.

Just as master and beast were both restrained, with Wang Xiaoqiang's head about to be drilled open by that Red Light, Wang Xiaoqiang's Willpower moved instinctively. The "Courage" character floated out from within his body, drifting before him. In the next instant that Courage character violently trembled with a crack of thunder, and the lightning within the Courage character burst out, blasting toward the Dead Spirit.

The Dead Spirit was solely intent on using the Red Light to drill open Wang Xiaoqiang's skull and then devour his Soul and Spirit, so it was caught off guard. Seeing the lightning thunder toward it, it immediately performed Void Transformation, but it was a bit too late.

With a boom, that lightning struck almost at the exact moment it performed Void Transformation.

Crack~~~

Along with the explosion of lightning, a strange wail of "uwaa" was heard in between—it was the Dead Spirit's scream, clearly injured.

After that bolt of lightning blasted out, another bolt of lightning automatically derived itself from within the Holy Path of Courage. The Courage character lengthened and widened, becoming as large as a city gate, shielding Wang Xiaoqiang behind it. At the same time, the lightning within the Courage character crackled and surged, roaring and snapping with tremendous force, gathering strength for another strike.

But after quite a while, the Dead Spirit never reappeared in Solidification; most likely it had fled, wounded.

Letting out a long sigh of relief, Wang Xiaoqiang stretched out his hand. A green Wood Element Spiritual Qi flowed over his palm, and when he wiped his hand across his forehead, the wound there vanished, returning to its original, uninjured state.

An injury this minor was insignificant to Cultivators of the Heavenly Being Stage. Anyone else would only need two or three days to fully recover; as for Wang Xiaoqiang, who possessed Wood Element Spiritual Qi, he could heal instantly. Seeing that the Holy Path of Courage could harm the Dead Spirit, Wang Xiaoqiang was secretly delighted and did not hurry to leave, standing there with a thoughtful look.

Up in the sky, Little Zhang hadn't fled far. As a brother, he couldn't just abandon Wang Xiaoqiang and run. Seeing Wang Xiaoqiang repel that Dead Spirit, he was both shocked and overjoyed, and his admiration for Wang Xiaoqiang's abilities grew even more. But after that peril just now, he was already badly frightened and wanted nothing more than to escape this deadly place. At this moment, seeing Wang Xiaoqiang still standing there dazed, he shouted a reminder, "Brother Qiang, let's go!"

Wang Xiaoqiang, however, remained motionless, raising his head to look at Little Zhang in the sky and saying, "Little Fatty, come down."

Seeing that not only did Wang Xiaoqiang refuse to leave, he was even calling him down, Little Zhang shuddered all over and hurriedly flew down, landing in front of Wang Xiaoqiang. He said solemnly, "Brother Qiang, are you trying not to live? This Yin Corpse Mountain Range is too dangerous. After that Dead Spirit was injured, it'll most likely summon its kind to exterminate us. We'd better get out of here."

Little Zhang's concern wasn't unfounded. A single Dead Spirit was already terrifying; if a group came, even if the Kaoshan Sect's Sect Master came over, he might not be able to save them.

Wang Xiaoqiang hesitated for a moment, then said, "Little Fatty, let's hold on a bit longer. I think Tu Dalong's group is almost here."

He had barely finished speaking when, sure enough, several whooshing sounds tore through the air. The two looked up and saw eight black dots rapidly approaching. At first they were only the size of shooting stars; in the blink of an eye they arrived, turning into human figures—it was Tu Dalong's group. When Tu Dalong and the others awoke and saw that the two men on watch were nowhere to be seen—no sign of life, no corpses either—they knew they had most likely been killed by Wang Xiaoqiang, and he flew into a rage, nearly going mad. He immediately rushed to the Yin Corpse Mountain Range to hunt them down. Although two members repeatedly tried to dissuade him from entering the Yin Corpse Mountain Range again, Tu Dalong's mind was already blinded by fury. If he didn't kill Wang Xiaoqiang this time, he felt he'd be enraged to death; rather than be angered to death, he might as well risk the Yin Corpse Mountain Range.

"Don't worry about that Little Zhang; the target is Wang Xiaoqiang. Everyone attack together—we must kill him." After spotting Wang Xiaoqiang and Little Zhang from the sky, Tu Dalong had already planned everything out in his heart, so the moment they closed in, he made a meticulous deployment: ignore Little Zhang and only kill Wang Xiaoqiang. Only this way could they concentrate their strength and deliver a fatal blow to Wang Xiaoqiang.

At this moment the Flying Gang had eight people remaining. With Tu Dalong's shout, all eight rushed straight at Wang Xiaoqiang. At the same time they released their Magic Treasures and let out their Divine Spirits, channeling the Power of the Divine Spirit into their Magic Treasures, then blasting them toward Wang Xiaoqiang.

Magic Treasures wrapped in the Power of the Soul possessed tremendous might, unstoppable in their momentum.

Wang Xiaoqiang waved his hand, setting the Holy Path of Courage before him, and then his body rapidly entered the Golden Flow State.

Those eight Magic Treasures pierced through the Holy Path of Courage's defense and slammed into the Golden Flow. A muffled groan came from within; under that strike, Wang Xiaoqiang was clearly injured.

Just then, Tu Dalong and the other seven had already rushed close. It was obvious they wouldn't give Wang Xiaoqiang any chance to breathe, determined to finish him off swiftly with a thunderous assault.

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