Chapter 343
Slaying Demons with a Blade
In the darkness, the general with the leopard-like head and piercing eyes, his voice like thunder, soared to the heavens. He pressed his spear down, causing the earth to tremble and rumble.
His body was like an inverted Kunwu cauldron, his black iron armor seemed to have been forged in the thunder and fire of Yanshan, his pupils were like molten copper shooting out phosphorescent fire, and his steel beard was like thunderbolts exploding.
Especially his roar, with his Adam's apple as large as a vajra pestle, and the sound of thunder in a jar before he even speaks. With a casual curse, his vocal cords tear through the air, producing a rusty, fishy smell.
It really is:
Blood seas once forged in steel bones, and evil stars occasionally donned the skin of mortals.
Do not say that there are no tiger generals in Yanjia, for the eighteen-foot spear can defeat all heroes.
As one of the four generals, the dwarf had countless lives on his hands and had assassinated many masters, making him a veritable scourge. However, when this fierce general rebuked and mocked him, he felt not only shame and indignation but also fear.
In terms of martial arts prowess, he knew he was no match for his opponent. Fortunately, he had a trump card, an invincible weapon that had slain countless masters.
"Such brave warriors! My master has always been eager to find talented people. Why not join my Dragon Flower Sect? You will surely be highly valued and eventually lead troops to destroy the Great Xuan and become the Grand Marshal of the Army of the World?"
His eyes flashed, and as he spoke to win him over, his shadow trembled slightly in the moonlight.
"Grand Marshal of the Armed Forces of the Realm?"
Zhang Yide laughed loudly, as if he had heard something extremely absurd. His laughter shook the surrounding area like a great bell.
"Do you think we, the three sworn brothers of the Peach Garden and the five tiger generals, are so powerful that we shake the world? Do we need your damn master to bestow titles upon us?"
"Hahaha, bring him over here, I can make him lead the horse and serve as my personal guard!"
The Oath of the Peach Garden? The Five Tiger Generals?
The dwarf was startled, his eyes suddenly becoming somewhat dazed. Only then did he realize that the imposing and fierce general with a leopard's head and piercing eyes in front of him really did look very similar to the legendary fierce Zhang Fei.
Moreover, he wielded a ten-foot-long spear...
At that moment, his fear reached its peak, and he shouted, "Girl, do it now!"
If he didn't make a move soon, he worried that he would lose the courage to act. The other party seemed to have an invisible aura that would make people lose their courage more and more.
The next moment, a mature and charming woman suddenly flew out from the shadow of the eighteen-foot spear, her eyes filled with murderous intent. She flicked her finger, and hundreds of kinds of poison gas transformed into giant pythons that bit towards Zhang Fei.
She was born with a poisonous body and possessed the supernatural ability to hide in shadows. Together with the dwarf, she killed countless experts. Even those with high magical power would be poisoned by her gas if they were not careful, which would weaken their strength and eventually lead to the dwarf disemboweling them with a curved knife.
This tactic had always worked. Although she was amazed by the general's skill, she was still confident that she could turn the tide and win.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Fei didn't even try to dodge; instead, a disdainful smile flashed in his eyes.
"Second brother, if you don't draw your sword soon, I'll take care of them all!"
Second brother?
The dwarf and the woman were both startled. This burly man claimed to be Zhang Fei; then his second brother must be the legendary—
My thoughts came to an abrupt halt.
Because suddenly a dazzling blade of light appeared before their eyes, a hundred-foot-long azure dragon coiling and dancing, its dragon eyes looking down arrogantly at all directions.
The blade flashed by, like a shooting star in the sky, a fleeting moment of brilliance before returning to silence.
Boom!
A distant mountain peak hummed and trembled, then its summit slowly slid down, crashing to the ground and shattering into countless fragments.
The cut was as smooth as a mirror, and the knife marks were as fierce as blue flames.
The dwarf and the woman stood there, stunned, as if they had suddenly turned into statues. With a gust of night wind, their two heads slowly slid off.
"Wow, that's a really fast knife..."
The dwarf had an extraordinary physical body and extremely vigorous vitality. Before he died, he was able to utter a sigh, and then his eyes completely dimmed.
This strike not only severed the physical body but also obliterated the soul.
They didn't even have the chance to become wandering ghosts.
Guan Yu held his sword upright with one hand, gently stroking his long beard with the other. His phoenix eyes were half-closed, and he never looked at the brother and sister from beginning to end.
It was as if the slash that had just struck down was not one of the four infamous generals of the Longhua Sect, but rather an unknown soldier on the battlefield.
"To die under my crescent blade is too good for you." This was Guan Yu's only assessment of the battle, and he never mentioned it again.
Immediately afterwards, he and Zhang Fei seemed to sense something, their bodies gradually changing from solid to illusory. In the end, Guan Yu turned into water and disappeared, while Zhang Fei turned into fire and disappeared.
Chiwen has the ability to swallow fire and control water, so Zhou Sheng created bodies of water and fire for the two of them.
Marquis Huan, Zhang Fei, was fierce and unparalleled in strength, while Guan Yu had once flooded seven armies and shaken the land. Their fiery and masculine natures were well-suited to each other.
Bao Ying, who had been watching all this, was now pale and on the verge of death.
"It's been a long time, Brother Bao, what brings you to such a sorry state?"
A clear and gentle voice suddenly rang in his ears. Bao Ying was immediately invigorated and turned to see a handsome young man in white robes and a gold belt.
"Boss Long..."
The moment he saw Zhou Sheng, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Your leg—"
"It's not important, Boss Long, listen to me..."
Bao Ying was breathing rapidly, completely ignoring her injuries, and gritted her teeth as she reached into her abdomen.
There was a wound there, inflicted by the enemy while fleeing for his life, and it had been bleeding profusely ever since.
Zhou Sheng's eyelids twitched as he saw that the man had actually reached into his own wound and then taken something out.
It was something wrapped in a sheepskin bag, covered in bloodstains.
"Boss Long, there's... the latest lead on the case here..."
"From now on... I'm counting on you..."
He stretched out his bloodied hand to Zhou Sheng, as if entrusting him with something on his deathbed.
"If I become a ghost... I will still be down there... to help you..."
His voice gradually weakened, and after a brief moment of lucidity, his gaze dimmed and became unfocused.
Zhou Sheng was deeply shaken.
Even the toughest man can't withstand such severe injuries, especially since he chose to hide the clues inside his stomach.
One can only imagine the cruel torture he endured during his escape.
Zhou Sheng did not go to pick him up for a long time.
Bao Ying's eyes held a pleading look, and his chapped lips trembled, but he could not utter another word.
Until a sigh rang in his ears.
“Brother Bao, I’ve never liked to overstep my bounds. You’ve been investigating this case for so many years, so it’s up to you to close it.”
"You're lucky. I just bought a bunch of good stuff a while ago, and some of it is things you can use."
After saying that, Zhou Sheng raised his hand, and a radiant pill appeared in his palm. He then pressed it into Bao Ying's mouth.
Bao Ying was already unconscious, but after taking the pill, her body glowed with a luminous light, and her pale face quickly regained color.
Zhou Sheng picked up his feet again and reattached them. Just as he was wondering how to help him recover, a cold wind howled around them, and a ghostly aura filled the air.
Two ghost messengers arrived "just in time," wielding a soul-hooking lock and a soul-beating stick, intending to take away Bao Ying's soul.
"roll."
They were struck dumb by just one glance from Zhou Sheng, their expressions filled with terror, never expecting that this killer star was also there.
"and many more."
Zhou Sheng suddenly called out to the two ghost messengers who were about to flee, and pointed at Bao Ying's feet, saying, "No matter what method you use, sew it up for him. If he can't walk normally after he wakes up, you won't have to walk anymore."
...(End of this chapter)