Stunning Ghost Doctor

100 Chapter

“Don't be afraid, I'll be good to you.”

When Feng Jiu heard those words coming out from the mouth of the gray-robed old man, he felt an incredible chill run through his body, and goosebumps leaped all over his body, the corner of his mouth suddenly developed an uncontrollable twitch.

Especially when the old man even looked at her with a strange joyous glint in his gaze. The kind of disgust he felt, was completely indescribable.

He looked at her with a condescending look and rubbed his arm into the goosebumps that appeared and said: “It is old, don't you have to lift the mirror and look at the old man who looks exactly like a dried orange before you speak? You're already someone who has one foot inside the coffin and you can still be very shameless.”

The sarcastic words filled with such contempt caused the gray-robed old man's gaze to darken and even the smile on his face to fade away, where his body then turned to give off an evil aura as he stared at Feng Jiu.

“The fact that this esteemed self is even willing to accept you as my cultivation breathing has thought highly of you!”

“Breathing cultivation?”

Feng Jiu shrieked with feigned horror and threw a glance from above the old man's head to the tip of his toes with disgust in his eyes and said in a disdainful tone: lecher? But, you're so old and old, the thing down there still works?”

“What courage!”

His embarrassment turned into anger as he shouted, his chest rising up and down in anger, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets to look at him furiously. The next moment, a gray-robed figure leaped out as fast as lightning, his skinny and withered hands curled up to form claws as they reached out to grab Feng Jiu.

Feng Jiu's expression immediately changed and released his sharp aura into a flame. He did not dodge but instead moved to meet the challenge, his eyes narrowing ferociously and bloodthirstily, his footwork with strange strides carrying his body swiftly. The dagger in his hand flipped over, and imbued with his mystic power, he thrust it straight at the gray-robed old man.

“Kids games!”

The gray-robed old man snorted and turned his hand, dodging Feng Jiu's attacks easily. As the hand repelled the dagger, his other hand reached out to grab it once more.

Feng Jiu attacked again without pause for a moment. He knew deep down that the explosion from the Second Elder's self-explosion on his body had warned the various powers within the Cloudy Moon City and those people would definitely rush here. At this moment, all he wanted to do was deal with this old man before those people arrived!

“Argh!”

The old man had just managed to regain his balance when he saw the dagger with its cold glint slashing right at his neck, startling him back and kicking with one leg at the same time. Unexpectedly, the girl suddenly moved backwards and the tip of the dagger that had been speeding towards her throat was twisted, to be plugged deep into the calf of the leg she had kicked.

The force from the violent downward thrust and the force from the upward kick collided brutally, directing the dagger right through his leg. He could hear it as the sharp tip of the dagger sliced through his bones and flesh, and the excruciating pain that struck his heart made all the power within his body explode in waves.

“Ugh!”

A powerful explosion from the aura of the Sovereign Warrior shot out from the old man's body in an explosion, a crazy wave of intense mystic energy attacking Feng Jiu viciously to send him flying out.

“Aduh!”

Sent flying a few meters away, Feng Jiu felt a great pain in his heart as blood spewed through his mouth. His heart meridians had been injured which made the aura of his entire body suddenly become weak.

Seeing the old man pull a dagger out and throw it into the flames as he approached him step by step, his eyes narrowed. He endured the overwhelming pain that broke his heart and stood up without fear or panic, facing the wind.

Raising his hand, he smeared blood from the corner of his mouth onto it and fused his hands together to form an intricate and ancient hand seal. His cold voice at that moment then uttered a low chant that sounded extremely ancient from afar, melodious and mysterious..

“With my blood, I release you from your restraint!”

“With my name, I command you, manifest in your true form!”