I Just Won't Play By The Book

344 Seven Greats from the Ghost Sect (2) ‘It’s a f * cking array formation, a f * cking fat chicken, and a f * cking centipede…’

The centipede was stunned. It looked at Su Zhiyu again, but it couldn’t remember seeing this person before it. “Are you trying to be a god with me!” After saying that, the centipede threw a slap at Su Fan.

However, Su Zhiyu had already made his move when his arm was only halfway through its swing. The centipede’s head spun three and a half times, leaving only a terrified face to look at its companions standing behind it.

“Which f * cking bastard is called Fat Chicken! Die and come out!”

Seeing the centipede’s tragic death, the remaining Six Heroes of the Ghost Faction felt a chill run down their spines.

Although Centipede’s cultivation was the weakest among the seven of them, it was still a Great Mystic Master. It was able to kill him in one hit…

” Xuanling!?”

Knowing that he had stepped on a tough spot this time, Shrimp Head immediately shouted,””Get into formation! Show me all your treasures! Don’t be reluctant. Once you finish this deal, you’ll be rich!”

The other five were also in trouble. After a brief moment of shock, they immediately scattered and took out all kinds of strange magic tools.

Su Zhiyu’s face was extremely gloomy. He shook his hands and saw dozens of amethyst chains shooting towards the six people.

“鍕!”

Shrimp Head shouted and put his hands on his chest. The other five people were also very cooperative. They instantly put on the corresponding posture. In an instant, six layers of scale-like protective layer instantly formed in front of them. They looked very hard.

However, in front of Su Zhiyu’s Soul-Seeking Chains, these six layers of protection were instantly penetrated like paper.

In an instant, six screams rang out at the same time.

‘What…How is this possible? Shrimp Head looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief. Although the centipede’s sudden death meant that the scale array they had cultivated for many years could not unleash its full power, even with only six layers of scales, it was enough to withstand a Mythical Tier powerhouse’s attack. How could this person in front of them break through their defense so easily?

Before Shrimp Head could think about it, the intense pain in his chest made his mind go blank.

” This chain is actually absorbing the mystic qi in my body!?’

Shrimp Head held his breath, unwilling to sit still and wait for death. He drew the Ancient Moon Blade from his waist and slashed at the chain.

With a clang, sparks flew everywhere. The chain didn’t move at all, but a hole appeared on Shrimp Head’s Ancient Moon Blade.

” Who exactly are you?!” Shrimp Head shouted in fear.

“You don’t deserve to know the name of the young master of the Central Plains.”Su Zhiyu shook the chain in his hand once again, and the Ghost Faction’s Seven Heroes immediately let out even more miserable screams.

“Brothers, let’s fight it out with him!”

Shrimp Head didn’t have any intention of begging for mercy. After he finished speaking, he pulled out the chain that had pierced into his chest. Ignoring the large amount of blood spurting out of his chest, Shrimp Head’s entire body burst out with orange-red Celestial Chi and slashed at Su Zhiyu.

Su Zhiyu didn’t dodge or give way, he just looked at the prawn head in disdain.

“Die!”

After exhausting all the Xuan Qi in his body, the Ancient Moon Blade in Shrimp Head’s hand glowed like a flame.

At the same time, the other five didn’t hesitate and launched their strongest attacks at Su Zhiyu.

“Clang!”

Another metallic sound rang out as the soul-binding chain shot out from mid-air, piercing through Shrimp Head’s Gu Yue Blade and piercing his abdomen.

At the same time, the other five people had the same fate. Their strongest attacks were nothing in Su Zhiyu’s eyes. Without even taking a step, the six people who were already seriously injured fell to the ground again.

“Cough…Cough!” Shrimp Head coughed out a mouthful of blood.

He knew that he didn’t have long to live. He raised his head with difficulty and looked at Su Zhiyu, his eyes filled with unwillingness.

The moment Su Zhiyu attacked, Shrimp Head already knew that Su Zhiyu was a mystic spirit realm cultivator like him, but why was there such a huge difference!?

Feeling the shrimp’s unresigned gaze, Su Zhiyu’s lips curled up. He walked up to him and stepped on his head,””Do you think that just because you can advance to the Mythical Spirit realm, it proves that you’re very talented?”

The lobster head that was stepped on opened its mouth and wanted to curse, but its throat could no longer make a sound.

“Yes, being able to advance to the Mythical Spirit does prove that you are a genius, but…” “The gap between geniuses is even bigger than the gap between an ordinary person and a dog.”

After Su Zhiyu finished speaking, he was about to stomp on Shrimp Head’s head. Suddenly, he saw an iron plate sliding out from Shrimp Head’s waist. On it was the word ” Cheng “.

“You’re Ghost Wolf’s man?” Su Zhiyu asked.

The prawn’s head shook, but it could not say anything. It could only express its surprise with its eyes.

After stuffing a brown pill into the prawn head’s mouth, Su Zhiyu looked back at the other short man lying on the ground and asked,””Are you from Ghost Wolf?”

The short man’s Celestial Chi had almost been sucked dry by the Soul-Binding Chains. When he heard Su Zhiyu mention the name of the big boss, his eyes lit up and he replied,””Now you know you’re afraid, cough! Hahaha, even if we die, our big boss won’t let you off. Prepare to die.”

“How f * cking unlucky…”

Su Zhiyu spat and said,””You guys are lucky. Lin Cheng is my senior brother.”

This time, it was the Six Heroes of the Ghost Faction’s turn to be dumbfounded. Shrimp Head even exclaimed,”How is that possible? I know all of Boss ‘junior brothers.”

After exclaiming in shock, he realized that he could actually speak again, and the injuries on his body were much better.

Throwing a purple pill bottle to Shrimp Head, Su Zhiyu said,””Take it and feed it to your brother.” Then, he answered Shrimp Head’s question,””You must be the new underlings of Senior Brother Lin. I don’t stay in the Country of Liang much, so it’s normal that you don’t know me.”

Shrimp Head, who was about to take the medicine bottle to feed his brothers, suddenly felt as if he had been struck by lightning. The words his boss had once said to him appeared in his mind.

“Oh, right, I have a Seventh Junior Brother, a genius that only appears once in a hundred years in the Country of Liang. It’s just that he’s not in the Country of Liang very often.”

“You…You’re Sect Master Yan’s closed-door disciple!?”

“Yes, it’s me.” After Su Zhiyu finished speaking, he shook his hands and took back the dozens of Soul-Binding Chains.

“Hu…”

Exhaling, Su Zhiyu looked at the six people again and said,””Which one of you is the fat chicken?”

The short man who had just told Su Hongyu to wait for his death raised his trembling hand and said,””Little…This little brother is a fat chicken. I didn’t recognize him just now…”

“Change your name. Otherwise, I’ll kill you the next time I see you since you’re Senior Brother Lin’s underling!”

“Ming… Understood…”

“Open the formation.”

“Yes, sir!” Fat Chicken hurriedly took out a compass and pressed it on the ground, activating the six pearls on it in sequence.

In the next second, the transparent wall of air dissipated. Su Zhiyu, who felt this change, directly broke through the air and quickly disappeared from the sight of the six people.

‘What the f * ck is this…’

After Su Zhiyu left, Fat Chicken collapsed on the ground and cried out.

Shrimp Head stuffed a pill into Fat Chicken’s mouth and said,””Stop screaming. We’re lucky to have met with this seventh junior brother of our boss.”

“Seventh Junior Brother? When did Big Boss have a Seventh Junior Brother?”Fat Chicken said in confusion.

” He’s Sect Leader Yan’s last disciple. I heard that his talent is rare. He became a great mystic cultivator at the age of 18 and broke through to the mystic spirit realm in just four years. He’s the youngest mystic spirit in the history of Zhen Yuan Sect.”

“Eighteen, four years…He was already a Mythical Spirit at the age of twenty-four!?”

“Hahaha, is your brain blocked by milk? It’s twenty-three!”Flying Fish, who had just taken his medicine, mocked.

“Motherf * cker, these two idiots are 22 years old! A 22-year-old mystic spirit!”

“Fuck!” The other five people cursed at the same time,

The youngest among them was already twenty-five years old. Other than the eldest, the rest were all stuck at great mystic cultivator. Now that they heard that someone had become a mystic spirit at the age of twenty-two, they were filled with jealousy.

“But how did I f * cking provoke him by calling him Fat Chicken!?”Fat Chicken said gloomily.