Surprise! Tyrant's Little Crybaby Went on a Killing Spree After Being Reborn Chapter 492: This Man Must Be Extraordinary

Chapter 492: This Man Must Be Extraordinary

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Zhan Yongjun had just stepped over the threshold when her neck was swept by a wind blade.

She stopped running and her muscles stiffened. She reached out with a trembling hand and slowly touched the circle of blood around her neck.

Zhan Yongjun’s decapitated head fell unexpectedly from her neck, and her body collapsed to the ground with a loud thud. A large pool of blood gushed out from the wound, staining the ground crimson.

Then, another wind blade broke through the array formation on the ground. Shen Yaowei was about to retract her artifact spirit when she heard applause from outside the dilapidated temple.

The crisp sound of slapping was especially obvious in the silent night. Shen Yaowei’s heart skipped a beat as she looked up at the person.

A large black fog attacked and instantly enveloped the entire dilapidated temple. The unique ruthless aura of the ghost race spread over, causing the string in Shen Yaowei’s heart to immediately tighten.

A man in a green robe slowly stepped out of the black fog. He wasn’t like ordinary n.o.bles. He was just a ball of fog. Apart from being two heads taller than ordinary men, he was no different from ordinary men.

Shen Yaowei looked at the man warily, her heart sinking.

Among the ghost race, there were powerful experts, often those with purer bloodlines. They possessed various forms, and were able to reveal themselves as smoke or appear indistinguishable from ordinary humans.

The bloodline of the ghost race represented everything. Their strength was also closely related to their bloodline.

From this, it could be seen that the man in front of her was definitely extraordinary.

It was this man who applauded. He walked into the dilapidated temple with a smile and locked his murderous gaze on Shen Yaowei. “As expected of an artifact spirit, its power is extraordinary. No wonder Young Master was furious after missing the artifact spirit that day. However, it seems that my luck is better than Young Master’s. I met Miss Shen this time. After killing you, this artifact spirit can be used by me.”

With a thought, Shen Yaowei’s white jade zither flew over and landed steadily in her arms.

Holding the zither in her hand, Shen Yaowei’s killing intent was revealed. “If you want my things, you have to see if you have the ability!”

Her jade-like fingertips plucked the strings. As she pulled the strings, a few wind blades rushed out at a visible speed, quickly leaving a few afterimages in the air.

Clang!

The chilling melody of the zither resonated in the air as Shen Yaowei’s speed increased. Her fingers danced across the strings, releasing wind blades infused with immense spiritual power that spread outwards in all directions.

With a few m.u.f.fled sounds, the pillars and walls supporting the dilapidated temple were all shattered by the wind blades.

Boom!

The dilapidated temple couldn’t withstand such a sharp attack at all. With a series of explosions, dust rolled and the ceiling swayed!

Lu Yin’s heart tightened when he saw this scene. He shouted at the surrounding ghost clansmen, “Retreat quickly!”

Boom—!

At the same time, the dilapidated temple completely collapsed. The ceiling fell from the sky, and dust filled the sky with a loud bang.

Then, a pet.i.te figure quickly pierced through the dust and ran straight in the direction of Boundless City.

Shen Yaowei coughed twice and turned to look at the dilapidated temple behind her with lingering fears.

These ghost clansmen were aggressive. It was obvious that they had already seen through her ident.i.ty.

She had many grudges with the ghost race previously. Today, so many ghost clansmen surrounded her. Clearly, they had come prepared. If she stayed behind to fight these people head-on, she would be the one who would suffer in the end!

No matter what, she couldn’t be captured by this group of ghost clansmen. Shen Yaowei watched as a large black fog swallowed the dust that spread out. Her heart trembled, and her fingers swept across the strings.

The pleasant sound of the zither rolled in the air. Shen Yaowei threw out a few wind blades and was about to continue speeding up to leave when a black hand darted out of the black fog.

The dark hand, as tall as a person, swiftly reached out and grabbed Shen Yaowei with incredible speed.

The black hand trapped Shen Yaowei and slowly closed its fingers..