I swept the Phoenix with the Onmyoji Shikigami

Chapter 51 A childish voice suddenly rang out: "Dad!"

"what?!"

"She just left like this?"

"What should I do? One against ten thousand?!"

"She left just like that, without taking even a cloud with her?"

Xinghan didn't have time to think about it, he quickly gathered the power in his body in his palm, ready to meet this sudden challenge. Although the peach blossoms in front of him were beautiful, if the visitor had bad intentions, he would turn these petals into dust under his spiritual power.

However, just as he was about to make a move, the surrounding black fog filled up again, so thick that it was suffocating. Xinghan's heart tightened, could it be that... Qingji didn't really leave?

"Could it be that... Qingji didn't really leave?" A trace of doubt flashed through Xinghan's mind.

Just as he was thinking, suddenly, a few peach blossom petals cut through the air like sharp blades and flew straight towards Xinghan's head, chest and arms. The petals fluttered in the air with a fierce momentum, as if to penetrate all obstacles.

Xinghan's pupils shrank, and his body retreated instantly, but the petals were like sharp arrows chasing him. Just when the petals were about to touch his body, the surrounding black mist suddenly surged, like a living thing, and quickly swallowed the petals.

"Hiss—" Xinghan heard the subtle sound of the petals being swallowed by the black mist. He was slightly stunned, and then he understood the purpose of the black mist. The black mist not only provided him with cover, but also blocked the enemy's attack.

He felt a burst of joy in his heart and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes.

Peach blossom petals fell during the attack, and they intertwined with the black fog, forming a strange and terrifying picture. The petals fluttered in the air, and each petal seemed to have a sharp edge, cutting the air and making a slight whistling sound. The black fog was like a living thing, shuttling between the petals, sometimes swallowing, sometimes releasing, making the entire battlefield even more confusing.

Xinghan frowned, the origin of this peach blossom was strange, whether it was an enemy or a friend, he could not tell for a moment. But no matter what, he had to stay calm, rescue Shen Li, and get out of here safely.

He took a deep breath and suppressed his fear and doubts. He knew that he had enough energy to deal with this battle.

Suddenly, peach blossom petals turned into hurricanes, carrying a suffocating fragrance, and attacked Xinghan fiercely. He immediately dodged flexibly, attacking left and right, and each time he narrowly avoided the attack of the petals.

However, what surprised Xinghan was that in addition to the petals, countless enemies came from all directions. They were like a tide, one wave after another, and even if they were knocked down by Xinghan, they would quickly get up and continue to attack him.

"Hmph, this is a perfect stage for me to show my skills!" Xinghan's mouth curled up in an unruly arc, and his eyes flashed with a light that looked down on the world.

The enemies on the battlefield were nothing more than appetizers to him; what he longed for was more exciting battles!

A burly giant, more than eight feet tall, with muscles as hard as iron and stone, holding a giant axe, rushed towards Xinghan with a roar.

He swung his axe like the wind, and chopped it down with a force as powerful as thunder, as if he was going to split Xinghan in two.

Xinghan, however, remained calm and easily avoided the powerful blow by slightly tilting his body.

Then, he drew spiritual power from his left hand, turning his palm into a knife. A fierce palm wind instantly slashed out and hit the giant's abdomen.

The giant screamed and flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, hitting the ground heavily, splashing up a cloud of dust.

Immediately afterwards, an enemy as thin as a monkey, holding a dagger, attacked silently from the side of Xinghan.

His movements were strange, like a ghost, and his short sword flashed with cold light, piercing straight into Xinghan's vitals.

Xinghan's eyes flashed with contempt, and his figure instantly disappeared from the spot, and the next moment he appeared behind the skinny monkey. He stretched out his right hand and pinched the skinny monkey's throat, and with a little force, the skinny monkey's throat was crushed, and the dagger also fell out of his hand.

However, the battle has just begun.

Enemies kept appearing one after another, and Xinghan could only counter their moves. He didn't have much time to think, so he could only deal with the enemy's attacks instinctively.

A dark-looking old man hiding in the shadows kept shooting hidden weapons and poisonous smoke, trying to interfere with Xinghan's vision and breathing.

Xinghan frowned and quickly held his breath, while at the same time urging his spiritual power to disperse the poisonous smoke around him.

His eyes were as sharp as torches, locking onto the enemy in the dark. With a flash of his body, he appeared in front of the villain like the wind.

He stretched out his right hand and grabbed the little man's neck. The little man struggled in fear, but Xinghan's strength was like steel, making it impossible for him to break free.

With a "click" sound, the little man's neck was broken by Xinghan. The body fell weakly to the ground, turned into a peach blossom petal, and then disappeared into the soil.

"As expected! Who is he?!" Xinghan felt a little angry at this moment. Shen Li was close at hand, but the forces that hindered his progress came one after another. People couldn't help but wonder, what trump card did the other party have in his hand?

In the cave where Shen Li was hiding, besides her, were there any other important people? Could it be that... all the items to unlock the seal of Xutianyuan were gathered in one place? !

Just when Xinghan thought the battle was about to end, a childish voice suddenly rang out: "Dad!"

He turned around suddenly and saw an innocent-looking boy waving his hands and staggering towards him.

The boy's face was filled with fear and anxiety, and tears welled up in his bright eyes.

Xinghan's heart tightened, and he subconsciously felt that something was strange, but when he saw those eyes, he softened instantly.

Xinghan's heart was instantly touched. He saw the innocence and helplessness in the boy's eyes. The desire for love pierced his heart like a sharp blade.

But no one noticed that there was an imperceptible cunning and cruelty hidden in those bright eyes.

He slowed down his breathing and tried to comfort the child with a gentle look. He couldn't help but take a step forward and walked towards the boy, wanting to move him to a relatively safe place. After all, he didn't know who this little boy belonged to.

However, just when Xinghan was about to touch the boy, the boy's eyes suddenly became cold and cruel. He raised his head suddenly, and a dagger with a cold glow appeared in his hand. He stabbed Xinghan in the chest without hesitation.

Xinghan's eyes widened. He had never expected that this seemingly innocent boy would do such a thing. He was filled with shock and confusion, but he had no time to think too much. He could only instinctively dodge sideways.

The dagger grazed Xinghan's chest, leaving a shallow scar.