Supreme Martial God of the City

As soon as the dumpling girl had been singing on stage, she suddenly fell into a panic, her sunglasses slipping off as she dove into Ye Tian's arms.

"What... what is this?? Is this The Ring?"

The dumpling girl, scared out of her wits, squeezed fully into Ye Tian's embrace, making it look to others like they had a thing going on.

That's right, we're talking about Xiao Pang.

Xiao Pang returned to his true self, with Brother Tian overseeing the scene. These ghost things, Fatty could fight a hundred of them without blinking.

Xiao Pang rubbed his palms and bowed slightly: "Hello to my third sister-in-law, my brother Tian's best... um, best friend Xiao Pang."

"Sister-in-law?? Can she be eaten??"

The dumpling girl narrowed her eyes into crescents; her eyes were very special, extremely clear and transparent, like black jade, in a word—beautiful.

Xiao Pang pointed at the dumpling girl and asked Ye Tian: "Brother Tian, where did you find this silly sister-in-law? But her eyes are so beautiful, strangely familiar."

Ye Tian glanced at her eyes under the sunglasses, also taking another look, dreamy and beautiful, exactly like the large eyes of anime beauties.

"Everyone, finished chatting?? It's our turn now!"

Each Yin Spirit was pitch-black, incredibly ugly, probably all burned alive.

"Whoa, almost forgot, Brother Tian, help, kill them!"

Xiao Pang was startled, hiding to Ye Tian's left, staring dumbly at the few female Yin Spirits around, who he was taking advantage of earlier.

Now seeing them clearly, he felt nauseous, but didn't dare retch.

The dumpling girl closed her eyes, continually shouting: "Get lost, get lost, so ugly."

Ye Tian smiled slightly, looking at the surrounding Yin Spirits, calmly said: "No rush, let's chat slowly later."

"Xiao Pang, how did you get here?"

Ye Tian, dressed in white, ineffable charm in his actions, like a Demoted Immortal, intimidating the Yin Spirits into immobility.

Xiao Pang wiped the sweat from his forehead, cautiously: "Bro... Brother Tian, I don't know how I ended up in this ghost place."

"I've been dreaming about this place every night for the past few days, especially intense tonight, calling me here."

"At noon I saw Brother Tian's triumphant return on the forum, I... I asked you to help, I planned to explore alone."

"Who... who knew, it's full of dirty things..."

Xiao Pang stammered fearfully, afraid of angering Ye Tian.

Ye Tian looked at Xiao Pang's evasive eyes, then at the scene where the female Yin Spirit invited him to a disco, instantly understood.

If you don't seek death, you won't die; Xiao Pang must have been unable to resist temptation.

Ye Tian smirked, staring at Xiao Pang, pointed at a female Yin Spirit: "Was it fun?"

Xiao Pang subconsciously nodded: "Um, it was... okay..."

The female Yin Spirit flirtatiously glanced at Xiao Pang, he quickly shook his head: "No... not fun, scared Fatty to death."

The Yin Spirits seemed impatient, their eyes blood-red staring at the three, restless, gnashing their teeth and thirsting for blood, about to feast.

"Hmph~~~~"

Ye Tian snorted coldly, an invisible pressure enveloped the scene, those Yin Spirits were the lowest-ranked, couldn't withstand it.

They showed fear, retreating en masse.

Xiao Pang saw this, his body shuddered, pointing at the Yin Spirits: "Hahaha, scared yet, afraid of Fatty???"

"My Brother Tian is the Buddha incarnate, believe or not, one palm will annihilate you?"

Xiao Pang clasped his hands together, then pushed forward firmly, scaring many Yin Spirits to the ground, trembling.

Ye Tian frowned slightly, calmly said: "You shouldn't exist in this world, only evil people's sacrificial ritual keeps you from entering the Six Paths of Reincarnation."

"Seeing you haven't harmed Xiao Pang, I offer you a way out."

Humans have three souls and seven spirits, after death, soul is Yang, spirit is Yin, combining into Yin-Yang polarity, being led by the Six Paths of Reincarnation power to reincarnate and reborn.

But some Evil Cultivators use sinister methods, summoning souls wandering in the world, condensing into Yin Spirits, enslaving them for battle.

In the Ancient Era, a peerless strong person, named Emperor Youming, could command the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, connect the Underworld Huangquan, summon billions of Yin Spirits for battle, shaking the Universe's Star River, making the Alien Clan tremble with fear.

"Brother Tian, so domineering, today let's the two brothers fight together, annihilate them completely."

Xiao Pang gave Ye Tian a thumbs up, proudly, with full Spring Breeze, no fear whatsoever.

The dumpling girl slowly opened her eyes, curiously and fearfully watching around, unaware she was lying in Ye Tian's arms.

"Rise!!" Ye Tian raised a hand; a Wooden Sword flew to his hand, this was the legendary Peach Wood Sword.

This should be the aftermath of the fire that burned the Heavenly Life, someone invited a Taoist to exorcise, but failed and left it here.

Ye Tian's hand ran from the sword tip to the hilt, his expression solemn, then handed it to Xiao Pang, looking at the Yin Spirits:

"Today, you fight with Xiao Pang, I won't intervene."

"Ssss~~~ Ugh~~~"

The surrounding Yin Spirits cheered, wildly jubilant, the handsome man couldn't win, dealing with Fat Man would be easy!

Hearing Ye Tian's words, Xiao Pang felt cold inside, looking at the blackened Wooden Sword, almost in tears, turning his head, Ye Tian already dragged the dumpling girl to sit on the couch.

Xiao Pang's face looked resentful: "Brother Tian, Xiao Pang can't handle this, you come."

The dumpling girl shook Ye Tian's body, whispered: "Wood, why are you setting up your friend like this."

"Will I have to go too later?"

Ye Tian's face turned dark, flicked the dumpling girl's head: "I'm helping Xiao Pang solve problems."

"Qiusheng, as your master, I've given you a Divine Sword, start your performance."

Xiao Pang lowered his head to look at the sword in his hand, Divine Sword?? More like scrap metal.

No choice, but to attack!!!

"Aaah～"

Suddenly, a disfigured Yin Spirit charged at Xiao Pang, mouth wide open, coming to bite.

"Ah～!! Heaven and Earth Unlimited Qiankun Great Movement, hey~~~ watch me, Miro Buddha strikes!!"

"Lord Lao Zi of the Great Monad, Jade Emperor, all possess me, ah!"

Xiao Pang couldn't help but shout, almost suffocating, swinging the sword chaotically with eyes closed.

Ye Tian watched calmly, the black mark on Xiao Pang's forehead gradually faded, saying these Yin Spirits' grievances, killing each one fulfills their entry into Reincarnation, removing the mark.

The dumpling girl covered her mask, eyes wide watching Xiao Pang slaughter, Divine Sword radiating golden light.

Xiao Pang opened his eyes, saw his sword swing dispelled dozens of Yin Spirits, shouted: "Don't run, take a blow from Xiao Pang."

Xiao Pang's fat body circled the Yin Spirits, Peach Wood Sword glowing with gold, endlessly powerful.

Very soon, hundreds of Yin Spirits were all exterminated.

"Brother Tian, am I awesome or what?" Xiao Pang posed ridiculously, looking at Ye Tian.

"You three dare to kill my Yin Spirits, courting death!"

Suddenly, an angry voice echoed, instantly dousing Xiao Pang's enthusiasm.