Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery-Chapter 366 - 354 I’m Timid, Don’t Scare Me_2

The sound waves dissipated invisibly.

The Azure Flying Sword stood erect and rang out clear and resonant, completely undamaged.

Boom!

Vanishing from sight, the Azure Flying Sword reappeared in an instant before the forehead of the Ghost King of the Long Halberd and pierced through it, the Sword Intent of Destruction spreading in all directions.

"Smash it for me!"

Patriarch Bai Gui’s expression changed, and he suddenly swung a ten-meter-high banner.

Roar!

All four Ghost Kings roared in unison, wielding weapons as large as pillars such as spears, axes, and halberds, drawing upon the tsunami-like forces of their ghost generals and troops to smash down onto the foot-long Azure Flying Sword.

The fierce wind from the weapons howled for miles, dense with killing intent.

Even a mountain, if it were here, would be pulverized in an instant!

Boom!

The four massive ghost weapons smashed into the space and splashed up a sky full of Spiritual Light, but they hit nothing, striking emptily.

A hint of confusion appeared in the enormous pupils of the four Ghost Kings.

Whiz!

The Azure Sword-light disappeared in the explosion and reappeared, landing on the head of an ordinary-looking Qi Practicing Phase ghost soldier, shattering it to pieces.

Clearly, it was just a common ghost soldier, insignificant and easily replaceable upon death.

A bad omen flashed in Patriarch Bai Gui’s eyes.

At the moment of the ghost soldier’s death, the nearby ghost generals and soldiers’ breaths faltered, the Array Patterns that constantly surrounded them became chaotically disordered, and they suddenly experienced a backlash from the Formation Method.

Dozens of pale blue Sword Qi erupted, hissing as they pierced through, drilling into the skulls of thirty-two disordered ghost generals, causing their bodies to collapse. A large area of the Formation Method completely disintegrated instantly, and the aura of the Ghost King of Long Halberd dropped abruptly by a notch.

"How did you find the nodes of my Formation Method?"

Patriarch Bai Gui looked at the young man in green with a mixture of shock and anger.

The nodes of the Formation Method, which are essential to the structure of the Army Formation, aren’t fixed but change every moment. Not to mention outsiders, even he himself would not be able to instantly target these nodes in their ever-shifting state!

"Naturally, I saw them."

"It’s just a third-grade mid-level Formation Method. Did you really treat it like some treasure?"

Jiang Ding said indifferently.

Whiz whiz whiz!

The Taiqing Flying Sword crisscrossed among the ghost troops, beheading the generals, with Spiritual Light scattering in pieces. In just a few breaths of time, over seventy ghost generals were slain by it, causing a major drop in the Ten Thousand Ghosts Array’s aura.

"Kill him!"

Patriarch Bai Gui’s heart bled as he pointed at the young man in green and shouted angrily.

If the deaths continued at this rate, the Formation Method would collapse without being attacked!

Roar roar!

The four Ghost Kings stopped their futile pursuit of the Taiqing Flying Sword and roared; each holding a pillar-like weapon, they took a step, covering several kilometers, and advanced towards one of the youths.

"The Patriarch isn’t very calm."

Jiang Ding shook his head.

Boom!

Multitudes of magnetic field auxiliary thin-array patterns surrounded the Taiqing Flying Sword, unleashing extreme speed and vanishing from the range of Divine Sense, the Sword Intent of Destruction looming and locking onto the Divine Soul.

"This is not good!"

Patriarch Bai Gui’s expression changed drastically as he barely managed to mobilize the remnants of his Mana, expelling a breath of gloomy and cold low-grade Treasure bone shield to block in front of him.

Creak!

Accompanied by the grating sound of metal shattering, the low-grade Treasure bone shield was scored with a deep scratch, its Spiritual Light faltering significantly and its aura weakening.

The Azure Flying Sword pierced through its edge, penetrating the flimsy third-grade Magic shield, and landed on Patriarch Bai Gui’s forehead.

"Switch!"

Overcome by fear, Patriarch Bai Gui roared continuously, his body becoming transparent and indistinct as a spatial fluctuation passed over them, and in an instant, his position switched with the Ghost King of the Big Halberd.

Roar!

The Ghost King of the Big Halberd struggled in desperation, trying to break free from the restraints, but it was hopeless, and he could only watch as his position changed against his will.

A thrust of the Azure Flying Sword carrying the Sword Intent of Destruction descended.

There was no space to dodge.

"No!"

The Ghost King of Big Halberd felt a chill at his forehead, a sharp pain, and then lost all consciousness.

A body with a gaping hole in its forehead, dozens of feet tall, slumped to the ground. Wisps of azure Sword Qi were clearly visible at the opening and, just before it fell to midair, it disintegrated into a sky full of eerie blue Spiritual Light, leaving behind only a single Ghost Bead.

"A fine substitution spell."

Jiang Ding remarked with admiration.

"Too bad, you still have to die."

Boom!

The Taiqing Flying Sword disappeared from view amid the explosion in the air and the dense patterns of the Magnetic Field Spirit Power Gathering Formation.

Just one sword,

And only this one sword was necessary.

No need for any changes.

"All of you, attack!"

Patriarch Bai Gui’s Divine Soul was trembling and shivering, sensing something ominous. He bit the tip of his tongue, and hot Essence Blood sprayed onto the surface of the pitch-black Black Soul Banner. With a fierce wave of the pole, a vast black and red Spiritual Light spread to the Ghost Kings and Ghost Generals surrounding him.

Roar! Roar! Roar!

The three mighty Ghost Generals’ eyes turned blood-red, frenzied. They gathered the power of their ghost armies and brandished their great spears, great axes, and big halberds, smashing them furiously into the void ahead.

Boom!

Among the explosion of Spiritual Light, an Azure Flying Sword was intercepted, surrounded by dense, thread-like patterns flickering, with azure substance flowing through its blade.

Within this small space, utilising the forces created by the magnetic field and electric current, it burst forth with supreme speed, slicing towards the great spears and axes around it.

Huge Ghost Artifacts were cleaved down upon.

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The Spiritual Light collapsed, and a few grey-black metal scraps fell from the sky, creating several deep pits upon hitting the ground.

Ding ding ding...

Time and again.

As if needle against wheat, without retreat, the sharp metallic clashing was incessant, merging into one continuous din. Within every breath, both sides exchanged dozens, if not hundreds of strikes, never pausing for a moment.

"Damn it..."

A tsunami of Mana gushed forth. Patriarch Bai Gui’s terror only intensified on his face, without a hint of relief from any standoff.

Ding!

This sound was especially crisp and prolonged.

Crack!

Under Patriarch Bai Gui’s fearful gaze, three great spears of ten or more feet, along with their accompanying great axes and big halberds, were forcibly cut into two pieces!

Six unevenly cut giant columns fell from the sky like collapsing Spiritual Light turning into dead objects.

Pfft!

The three mighty Ghost Kings spat out dark essence blood, their energy plummeting off a cliff, their bodies becoming transparent and hazy. The frenzy and blood-lust in their eyes disappeared without a trace as they fled in all directions, screeching at the top of their lungs, "My lord, spare us, we were only driven by others..."

Whoosh!

An Azure Flying Sword arrived in an instant, flying out from the hearts of the three mighty Ghost Kings, leaving behind three stiff giant ghostly bodies, devoid of any life force.

After that,

The Sword-light turned,

Emerging from the forehead of a black-robed old man who was burning Essence Blood and desperately fleeing, his brains splattering in the process.

The black-robed elder’s body stiffened for a moment while maintaining a tremendous inertia, flying forward for a few hundred meters before he tumbled from the sky and crashed to the ground, turning into a mound of flesh.

"You see,"

In the sky, a young man in green robes revealed a smile.

An Azure Flying Sword danced cheerfully around him, dragging trails like shooting stars in its wake.

"I said not to scare others. It’s not polite. Your avatar wouldn’t believe me. Not only did you scare me once, but you also threatened me, looking forward to our meeting."

"Well, now you’ve met."