As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills

Chapter 407 - 407 Rat



407 Rat

The black sword’s voice rang out, causing Jiang Ming to be slightly stunned.

A Nascent Soul Realm cultivator?

Could it be the ancestor of the Zhao family of Jinyuan City?

“No, it can’t be. In order to deal with us, he wouldn’t have brought out a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator.” Ying Sha opened his mouth. However, even though he said that, his expression was still rather ugly.

At this moment, Jiang Ming’s brain started working rapidly. Then, he suddenly took a step forward.

As an earth-shattering roar erupted, Jiang Ming held a long sword and rushed into the distance.

He wanted to see if there was anything hidden in front of him.

However, there was no fluctuation in front of him after the attack.

He seemed to be a little impatient.

“Your acting skills are really awesome. You actually made such a panicked appearance to cause the other party to misjudge you. I’m afraid that guy will think that you’re some loser,” the black sword thought to itself.

That was indeed the case. At this moment, Wu Ming held such a view and could not help but shake his head.

“Three young Innate Martial Realm cultivators. Their talent is not bad. Unfortunately, they are still not up to the standard. However, that little girl’s fate is a bit strange, it’s worth my observation.”

Wu Ming hid in the void. Jiang Ming’s attack just now did not cause any damage to him. At this moment, he directly broke through the air and attacked Jiang Ming and the others.

Jiang Ming and the others never expected that Wu Ming would be so persistent. To be precise, it was because of Zhu An’an.

A series of explosions rang out, and dust flew everywhere. A large number of soldiers and horses followed closely behind.

“Stop right there!”

With a loud shout, a beam of Sword Qi arrived in the air in the next moment, cutting a huge gully in front of Jiang Ming and the others.

It was an early-stage Golden Core cultivator!

Jiang Ming paused and stared at the general in front of him. He said coldly, “General, you’ve been chasing us since Jinyuan City. What’s the reason?”

The general coldly said, “Kid, I can’t be bothered to waste time with you. Hand over the little girl in your hands and kill yourself as an apology. I can let your souls reincarnate.”

“And if I don’t hand her over?”

“Haha! Then, await your death!” another person sneered. He was also an Innate Martial Realm expert.

Jiang Ming narrowed his eyes and immediately laughed out loud, causing the people opposite him to be stunned on the spot.

He was simply courting death.

However, Jiang Ming did not care about the other party’s judgment. He took a few deep breaths, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. Then, he held a large blade in his hand.

“No need for nonsense. I will never hand this little girl over to you. If you want her, get that b*stard from the Ghost Spirit Sect to come out and see me, Ning Caichen!”

Ning Caichen?

The general raised his eyebrows and thought about it. However, he could not think of such a person among the various factions.

It was strange. Logically speaking, such a young Innate Martial Realm cultivator was definitely not some unknown person. How could he not know him at all?

Never mind!

The general could not be bothered dwelling on this matter and immediately shouted, “No need for nonsense. Now, quickly do as I say. Otherwise, you will die!”

He held a long spear in his hand, and waves of baleful aura spread out from it. There were also the lingering thoughts of vengeful souls. Clearly, this was a cultivator who had killed plenty of people.

At this moment, the general just watched quietly, and his expression kept changing. As long as Jiang Ming dared refuse, he did not mind killing them.

However, heavy footsteps sounded.

It was Jiang Ming!

Every step he took seemed to contain a suffocating and terrifying power.

A large blade was also spinning in the air.

This was a magical tool he had obtained from Holy Son Gu Chi. Its power was extraordinary, and it was very likely to be a genuine vicious weapon of a sect. It had been used by many experts, masters, and other great cultivators.

When the general saw this, his pupils shrank.

What a vicious weapon!

It was indeed extraordinary!

Even someone like him, who had experienced many wars and whose hands were stained with blood, had never seen such a vicious weapon.

This thing had taken at least thousands of lives!

It was a true killing weapon!

At this moment, a look of greed appeared in the general’s eyes. This time, even if it was not for those Ghost Spirit Sect fellows, he would do anything for this vicious blade.

“I’ll do it myself!”

He leaped up and landed heavily on the ground, causing the ground to tremble and boil.

“He’s at the Golden Core Realm of immortal cultivation and at the peak of the Foundation Establishment Realm of martial arts.”

This time, even Jiang Ming could not help but tremble.

To be able to cultivate his realm to this level was indeed extraordinary.

Unfortunately, it was not enough!

“Ying Sha, how confident are you in killing this person?”

Jiang Ming glanced at Ying Sha.

The latter frowned and said, “I don’t have much confidence. However, if you include Wu Hen, I do have some confidence.”

“Alright, Wu Hen, you work with Ying Sha to kill this b*stard!”

The two of them nodded and rushed out one after another.

As for Jiang Ming, the reason why he chose not to make a move was not because he was afraid of the other party, nor was it because he looked down on the other party. It was because he needed to ensure Zhu An’an’s safety.

“Since the Zhao family has already made their move, what about the Ghost Spirit Sect?”

Jiang Ming’s divine will reverberated, and he quickly sensed some auras hidden in the dark.

In a certain corner, there was still someone hiding.

However, this person did not have any killing intent. It was as if he was watching a show.

Jiang Ming did not think much about it because another group of people had already appeared.

As soon as the group of people appeared, they revealed fierce looks and stared at Jiang Ming and Zhu An’an.

“Ning Caichen, right? Hand over Zhu An’an and I’ll spare your life.”

Hearing this, Jiang Ming found it a little funny. While protecting Zhu An’an, he also mocked these people.

“You didn’t dare attack when the people of the Blood Devouring Hall were here. However, now they’ve left, you suddenly stepped out. What’s wrong? Do you think the Divine Eye Sect is easy to bully?”

Jiang Ming knew very well that this group of people had long hidden in a corner. When he had a conflict with the Blood Devouring Hall, these people must have been watching from the side. They even knew where the people of the Blood Devouring Hall were hiding. However, they did not make a move.

In this case, Jiang Ming was puzzled. Why didn’t the Ghost Spirit Sect dare confront the Blood Devouring Hall head-on?

The leader’s expression changed. Obviously, Jiang Ming’s words had provoked him.

He was naturally afraid of the Blood Devouring Hall. The latter had many tricks up their sleeves, and once a conflict broke out, it would not be easy to deal with them. Most importantly, the Blood Devouring Hall was full of lunatics. No one was willing to get involved with these guys for no reason.

Compared to those lunatics, it was obvious that these guys in front of him were easier to control.

At the thought of this, the sinister-looking man said coldly, “What kind of trash is the Blood Devouring Hall? You, on the other hand, actually dared impersonate a Divine Eye Sect disciple and kidnap the person my young master wanted. You really have guts! How dare a rat impersonating the Divine Eye Sect act so impudently in front of me? Do you dare offend my young master? I’ll tell you that Zhu An’an is the person the Ghost Spirit Sect’s young master wants. Now, hand her over or die!”

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