Overgod Ascension

"Ghost Lord..."

In the early morning of the second day, when Ito Jingxiu looked at Wu Ming, when he set off, his eyes suddenly changed.

Before, he could still feel the vague spiritual power from Gui Yifayan, but now, he didn't notice it at all, as if the opposite was just an ordinary warrior, but how could this be possible?

"The depth is like the sea..."

Ito Jingxiu bowed his head deeply to show his respect.

This is a great power that he has never felt in his master's biography!

After riding for half a day, Yue Jianshan was already in sight.

And after Akiyama Kanbei went out, he also brought support from the local wealthy Kojima family. They were two hunters, one named Shota and the other named Kenichi, carrying a wooden bow, with shrinking and fear in their eyes.

"You are local hunters, do you know where the soil spider is?"

Wu Ming asked casually.

"Master Samurai...we know the lair of the earth spider, and we must complete the task of leading the way!"

These two Orion, are so assured.

"Very good! After I succeed, I will reward you well..."

There was a flash in Wu Ming's eyes, and he suddenly smiled.

...

"Ghost Lord, do you really trust them?"

A group of people entered Yuejian Mountain, Ito Jingxiu slowed down, covered his lips with a fan and said: "I suspect that they were drawn by bandits, and they exude a disturbing and deceitful smell..."

"I never trusted them!"

Wu Ming also lowered his voice, and when he saw the two hunters leading the way, he smiled again: "But Yuejian Mountain is so big...as long as they can take us to the soil spider, whether it is a trap or something else, it will be very convenient. Enough is enough!"

"I am looking forward!"

Ito Jingxiu narrowed his eyes slightly.

"My lord... through this forest, you will arrive at the cottage of the soil spider!"

At this time, everyone had already gone deep into Yuejian Mountain. Xiangta pointed to the grove covered in thick fog in front of him, and as he said that, a hint of excitement appeared on his face.

"Ah, very good!"

Wu Ming stepped forward, but he could see the dark and dense military aura emerging from the woods on the opposite side, presenting a half-surrounded situation, and he was closely connected with these two hunters. He sneered in his heart. knife!

hum!

With a flash of snow-white sword light, Shota's startled head flew high, and blood gushed out like a fountain!

"grown ups?!"

Akiyama Kanhei and Toda Mitsumasa held their samurai swords with vigilance on their faces.

"There is an ambush ahead, kill him!"

Wu Ming said directly in an orderly tone.

It was nothing for a samurai to slash and kill civilians, but now that he had an order, even though there was a possibility of killing by mistake, Toda Mitsumasa still subconsciously drew his sword and slashed out!

Kenichi's screams before he died immediately caused a commotion in the dense forest, and there was faint scolding and the reflection of the blade.

"It really is a spy!"

Seeing this scene, Akiyama Kanbingwei was immediately filled with righteous indignation: "These two damn untouchables, I will kill his whole family!"

At this time, the sound of fine footsteps came, obviously seeing that the ambush was unsuccessful and preparing to attack.

"My lord, please step back!"

Seeing this, the two warriors showed a look of determination on their faces, and they drew their swords and stepped forward.

"Haha... there are a hundred people on the opposite side! You all need to back off and protect Ito-kun!"

Blood red flashed in Wu Ming's eyes, he pulled out the sword from his waist, and went straight to meet him.

Whizzing!

In the dense forest, several long arrows were shot out and landed on Wu Ming's body with sparks, but it had no effect and slid down softly.

With the defense of the five-color robe itself, this little wooden arrow is nothing at all.

"Ah...the arrow can't go in!"

"Is it a crusading warrior? Or a ghost?"

"monster!"

There was a faint voice, and there was a scolding sound, Wu Ming smiled coldly, but launched a charge.

After rushing into the woods, they fought hand-to-hand, and immediately saw several warriors surrounding them. They were all fully armed. Although most of the armor was incomplete, it was quite rare for bandits.

"kill!"

Several samurai looked at each other, they all swung their samurai swords and slashed up.

"die!"

Wu Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, and the blade of the blade flashed with a bright arc.

Ding! When the swords intersected, several samurai swords all broke, and Fumokiri even cut open the bamboo armor on the enemy's chest, causing blood to flow.

boom! boom!

The heavy corpse fell on the ground, Wu Ming kept walking, but he went to the next place, the sword flashed, and there was no enemy!

With real people's insight into the details, combined with martial arts, what is displayed is the master-level control power!

Even though this body's martial arts is still at the level of the outer gang, but the actual lethality is almost equal to that of the master! Martial arts alone can kill hundreds of people!

Of course, even a martial arts master would be exhausted and give the enemy a chance, but Wu Ming is a master of Taoism, proficient in internal refining techniques, practicing qi and essence, so he can replenish continuously, and he is the least afraid of consumption in battle.

"For the Grandmaster, don't say a hundred people, even a hundred pigs, they will feel exhausted after killing them once, but I am different, even if I kill a thousand, as long as the spiritual energy has time to support, the body can persevere!"

Wu Ming sneered and rushed to the bow formation.

"He's not a human! He's a ghost!"

Seeing the nearly invulnerable and murderous figure of Wu Ming, a bandit holding a longbow cried and collapsed.

"shoot!"

Of course, long-term training and the spirit of bushido made most archers calm down and shoot the bows and arrows in their hands.

It's a pity that Wu Ming didn't care about the bows and arrows shot at the head and face, or used the samurai sword to pry them aside. He rushed into the bow array and slashed out. .

After a few slashings and killings, there were broken limbs all over the ground in the bow formation.

"Shura!"

Seeing this scene, almost all the earth spiders present had this thought in their hearts.

"Everyone, don't be afraid! He is only alone! Come with me!"

At this time, in the main formation, a young warrior, wearing a bright red suit, rushed forward with a loud cry.

"Some knowledge and courage, but unfortunately... overestimated!"

Wu Ming smiled coldly, and rushed over head-on, blood spattering...

...

"Big... my lord!"

Akiyama Kanhei and Toda Mitsumasa pulled out their samurai swords and surrounded Ito Keihide, listening to the roars, screams, and the sound of swords colliding in the dense forest, but their expressions changed continuously.

After more than half an hour, a figure slowly walked out, his body was inevitably stained with blood, his whole body was like a bloody Asura.

"You go and clean up the battlefield... I still have a few prisoners left, let's capture them together and interrogate the information!"

Wu Ming said casually, grabbed another water bottle, and cleaned up the blood on Feng Moqie and his hands.

"Ha... hi!"

Akiyama Kanhei and Toda Mitsumasa went away, but Ito Keihide looked at this scene and said in surprise: "Sword master?!"

In his impression, only a swordsman at the level of a swordsman can accomplish the great feat of killing a hundred people with one enemy, without losing strength and with ease!

"Not yet..."

Wu Ming smiled slightly, wiped the Fumoqie with a white silk cloth, and slowly put it back into the scabbard.

The expression on his face was calm and indifferent, without any excitement and joy after killing the enemy.

‘It’s really worthy of being...a strong man with the name of gods and ghosts! Such a posture... is it a god and Buddha who worships the world? Or... a demon? ! '

Ito Jingxiu covered his mouth, his eyes were full of horror.

...

"My... my lord! Please forgive me, my lord! There are too many things on the battlefield, we can only collect these money bags and these few prisoners!"

Soon after, Akiyama Kanbei and Toda Mitsumasa came back with a few captives tied up with straw ropes.

It's just that the eyes looking at Wu Ming are full of awe.

The image of the Shura field will always linger in their minds, and even form a lingering dream. This is true for them, especially for the remaining bandits.

"Well, bring the captive up, I want to interrogate myself!"

To be honest, it was quite troublesome to chase down the rout soldiers, but Wu Ming also took the opportunity to knock out a few of them, otherwise there would really be no survivors.

"ha!"

Akiyama Kanhei and Toda Mitsumasa both lowered their heads, and there was only one thought echoing in their hearts: "There are at least dozens of corpses left at the scene, that is to say... there are really hundreds of people in ambush! Hundreds of people beheaded!!!"

After doing this, Wu Ming already knew that among his nicknames, he might have to add the name of 'Hundred People's Kill'.

At this time, looking at the few captives kneeling on the ground, he said casually:

"Take me to your cottage, save that Ji Jun, and I will forgive you! Cheers! My benevolent heart is rarely shown!"

The prisoners below fell silent for a while.

Wu Ming's bloody killing before did scare them a little bit, but now they calmed down, and the fear of the leader emerged in his heart again.

"Oh? It seems that you are not accepting my kindness?"

Wu Ming came to a young man who had been stabbed in the chest and was still bleeding continuously. This man seemed to be the one he had shouted before.

"Yes or no?"

The young man pursed his lips, obviously still engaged in a fierce ideological struggle, but it was useless. The next moment, Wu Ming cut him off!

puff!

His head fell off, with a look of surprise on his face.

"Cut! A dead talent is nothing. Do you really think that I will love you and let you go?"

Wu Ming sneered in his heart, and the bloody samurai sword fell on the second thief's shoulder.

"I said, it's just..."

The bandit looked panicked, struggled slightly, and spoke immediately.

puff!

Another slash.

"It's too slow...and, I don't accept any conditions!"

Wu Ming sneered, and looked at the last two.

Both of them are relatively young, and they don't have enough. They are the lowest-level bandits. At this moment, they collapsed and burst into tears: "My lord! We can say everything... woo woo..." (To be continued.)