Chapter 26: Carnage

  A streak of silver light flashed over.

  At this moment, Zhang Hao's tense mood turned into a calm and indifferent one.

  The spiritual energy of his right hand surged in and out, enveloping the wooden sword, as if a layer of white light had been plated on it, with cold gleams flashing and silver light overflowing.

  The tip of the wooden sword, swiftly stabbed on Song Qing Shan's sword body, and quickly turned around like a swimming dragon.

  A mighty aura burst forth from his meridians, and Zhang Hao's entire being was awe-inspiring.

  Two fingers closed together, the spiritual power in his hand burst out from between his fingers, gently stroking the sword body. A milky white spiritual power enveloped the sword body, and the wooden sword was like a sharp silver sword.

  Although Zhang Hao's current realm is still unable to achieve the level of transforming ordinary iron into a precious sword, this wooden sword wrapped in spiritual energy can at least contend with Song Qing Shan for a period of time.

  White hemp like brocade, piercing eyes and startling heart.

  Song Qingshan carefully manipulated the flying sword, left and right poking and slashing.

  A chaotic scene with clanging and banging sounds.

  Zhang Hao simply used his hand to control the sword, and his spiritual sense was still untrained.

  Song Qingshan's forehead was already slightly sweaty, this set of swordsmanship was unheard of, sinister and strange, with a hint of sharp sword intent hidden inside, if it weren't for the fact that this guy's sword was made of wood, he might have ended up carrying himself out of here today.

  At the moment he was amazed.

  Zhang Hao's wooden sword spun rapidly in his hand.

  The tip of the sword gleamed, like a star falling to earth, in a vast expanse of white.

  The fine sword edges, like a huge net, came from all sides and wove together, leaving him nowhere to hide and no way to escape.

  "Damn it!" Song Qingshan gritted his teeth and cursed in a cold voice.

  The spiritual energy inside his body was fully activated and the flying sword shot towards Zhang Hao's eyes at high speed, the scorching white light suddenly intensified.

  It made Song Qing Shan's spiritual power stagnate for a moment.

  Divided Sword Style

  The sword's momentum dispersed instantly, then rapidly converged, like a giant net gathering in, with silver light intertwining.

  Song Qingshan's flying sword was like a fish in a net, unable to move at all. Suddenly, an old and cold laughter came from nowhere, and his flying sword disappeared inexplicably.

  Zhang Hao saw that Cang had retrieved Song Qingshan's flying sword and used his Yulong Shenfa, instantly arriving in front of Song Qingshan.

  Song Qingshan held a stack of talismans in his hand, but before he could cast the spell, he saw that his vision was filled with tiny white dots, like stars twinkling in the distance. The dots moved swiftly, yet seemed to be suspended in mid-air, as if they were swimming fish, moving quickly and slowly at the same time.

  Fine white mist passed through his body, and he was oblivious to it.

  Zhang Hao sheathed his sword and stood up.

  All he saw was Song Qingyan standing dazedly three feet in front of Zhang Hao, opening his mouth and saying: "You......!"

  Later, the words had not been finished, a gentle breeze blew, and Song Qing's chin hair fell like dense silver needles, followed by his hair, clothes, all falling off, and finally standing upright and falling down, billions of pores instantly appeared densely blood silk.

  When Song Qing Shan landed, a cluster of dark flames leapt out from his body, the flames were entirely dark, flickering and rising in a strange dance.

  Mysterious and true fire, Xuan Yin looked at the flames jumping on the ground with some excitement, hahaha, he laughed strangely and put out the flames.

  Zhang Hao covered his nose, and with a surge of nausea in his stomach, he ran to a place where the smell of blood was less strong and vomited.

  "You stinky brat! Can't you see, it's not a big deal to kill someone?!" Xiang put away the Xuan Yin True Fire and burst out laughing at Zhang Hao's disheveled appearance.

  Calmly quelling the turmoil in his stomach, Zhang Hao took out a Conqueror's Pill and walked to the two women who were unconscious on the ground, feeding one pill to each of them.

  Sitting cross-legged under an ancient tree, regulating the spiritual energy within his body.

  Jin Chan looked at Xiao Wei, whose breathing was gradually becoming even, and then looked at the corpse on the ground. With a swift movement, it jumped to Song Qing Shan's side and opened its huge mouth to devour him. A strange, dark gas emerged from Song Qing Shan's body, and in just a few breaths, his robust body withered away, like an empty human skin, limp and lifeless on the ground.

  The golden toad spat out a mouthful of scorching hot foul air, lowered its head and picked up the cyan cloth pouch at the edge of its skin pouch, and threw it beside Zhang Hao.

  "But a mid-level Golden Toad is so spiritual, could it be the divine beast of the ancient Gan Nan He Ze lineage!" Xiang looked at the Golden Toad with curiosity and carefully examined the whirlpool pattern on its back.

  The golden toad raised its head and looked in the direction where Shang was, croaking loudly.

  Can you see me? Xiang asked tentatively.

  The golden toad stared with its round and bulging eyes, the wide frog mouth opened a crack, revealing a hint of playful cold smile, nodding while smiling.

  Zhang Hao stood up and looked at the green cloth bag under his feet, and quickly opened it.

  Inside, there were three first-grade spirit stones, six third-grade spirit stones, five fourth-grade spirit stones, and eleven second-grade spirit stones. There was also a dark blue porcelain bottle, several low-grade talismans, and a wooden box.

  Looking at these Ling Stones, Zhang Hao's heart was filled with joy, and a happy smile spread across his face. He turned around to see that everyone, both human and beast, were staring at him, and he shouted: "What are you all looking at? This has nothing to do with you!"

  "Come on, what's the point of being so petty? What's mine is yours and what's yours is mine. Why bother keeping track?"

  The golden toad croaked a few times and looked at Zhang Hao's hand holding the blue porcelain bottle.

  Zhang Hao only then discovered that there were still two people who had not woken up, and looking at Jin Chan's eyes, he asked exploratorily: "Is the antidote in the bottle?"

  The golden toad nodded its head and croaked loudly.

  Zhang Hao took out a blue ceramic bottle, opened it and saw that there was a sticky lump inside. A pungent smell came from the bottle, irritating his stomach and making him feel nauseous. He quickly covered his nose and put the blue bottle under the noses of Huā Luò Chén and Xiǎo Zī, who were unconscious.

  The two of them coughed lightly and woke up.

  Master! The flower fell, and Su woke up, and the first thing she saw was Zhang Hao, who called out to her in a low voice.

  Zhang Hao chuckled and said, "Girl, you've got the wrong person!" As he spoke, he looked at Xiaozi with a somewhat doting gaze, her big round eyes blinking open like a mischievous baby who had just woken up, with an innocent look on her face!

  "Brother, is it you who saved me?" Xiao Zi's voice was somewhat tired and sleepy, with a hint of childishness that hadn't fully woken up yet. Zhang Hao's heart skipped a beat as he looked at her, feeling an unusual warmth.

  He stretched out a hand to touch Xiao Zhi's head and said angrily: "In the future, if you dare to come to Wolong Ridge alone without telling me again, I will catch you once and spank you once. After saying that, he raised his hand as if to slap Xiao Zhi's butt!

  Xiaozi saw that he had a somewhat ferocious appearance, and he was going to hit his own butt. His face was scared red, tense and closed his eyes, long eyelashes, lightly trembling, this look is really as cute as can be.

  "I won't hit you again, from now on, without Master's permission, you can't leave the sect on your own?"

  "Thanks for not hitting me, brother!" Only after speaking did she realize that she had misspoken, and with a somewhat embarrassed bite of her lower lip, the flush on her face matched her current expression, showing a unique beauty of being startled.

  Looking at this little loli who never grew up, Zhang Hao could only smile helplessly.

  Hua Luo Chen looked at the two of them being so intimate and close, and she felt a lump in her throat. She stood up, lifted her head to look at Zhang Hao, with disappointment and pain of being ignored in her eyes.

  "Hua sister, last time when Shifu went out, he bumped into a fairy and his memory was erased by a master. Now he might really not recognize you, otherwise Hua sister, with your stunning looks, Shifu would definitely be trying to win you over with sweet talk."

  Xiaozi looked at the flower falling and dusty, pitifully, and hurriedly explained to Zhang Hao.

  Hua Luo listened to Xiao Zi's words, and suddenly smiled. The tears that welled up in the corners of her eyes fell like dew on a spring breeze. But at this moment, her heart was no longer as desperate and unbearable as it had been earlier. She was, after all, the daughter of Meng Ke, the great general of Fengshen City. She had traveled thousands of miles to find Zhang Hao, leaving home and family behind. If Zhang Hao truly despised her, then she might as well die!

  It's just that he had his memories erased, but she should be the one to forgive him. Thinking of this, she looked up at Zhang Hao and suddenly found him more pleasing to the eye than before.

  Zhang Hao looked at Hua Luoxuan and was amazed by her beauty. With such a beautiful woman, many men in the world would be moved by her, even if they didn't have any desires, they would still be tempted. Her face, her eyes, everything about her was so captivating.

  But he had no memory of her at all.

  Zhang Hao looked at Huā Luò Chén with some embarrassment and called out, "Huā Jiě...". Suddenly realizing how awkward this title sounded, he hastily changed his words to call out, "Luò Chén Jiě, if you are still Zhang Hao's friend, please forgive me. Xiaozhi has already told you about my situation, don't blame me!"

  The flower fell, and he saw that his tone had become gentle. His heart was delighted, and he hurriedly spoke in a warm voice: "Young master has suffered such an unexpected event, and must be shocked in his heart. Even if you really don't recognize the young woman, it doesn't matter. From today on, let's start everything from scratch!"

  Zhang Hao was stunned, "From head to toe, what does this mean? Is it that she wants to have another romantic encounter with him, a one-night stand?"