Chapter 27: Seeking Death, Retreating in Fright
“Hahahaha, Nine Yin Ghost Mother, save my remaining soul from a hundred deaths and countless disasters, and finally become immortal!”
The two shopkeepers, together with the owners of the two stores, hundreds of people in total, laughed wildly at the same time. Their faces were distorted and their smiles were crazy, as if they were tired of living and wanted to die.
An extremely sweet, pleasant, clear, cold, gentle and sad female voice came from the Bon Voyage.
"Husband, shall we play together?"
A large cloud of mist gushed out from the coffin shop, accompanied by shrill howls. The guards who had just broken into the coffin shop to arrest and search people flew out of the shop like haystacks in a hurricane.
While they were in mid-air, their bodies shrank rapidly, and in an instant they turned into mummies that fell to the ground.
In the mist, a vague and illusory female figure slowly emerged.
She wore a red head scarf, a red wedding dress, and red embroidered shoes. Several scarlet lanterns floated around her, emitting a bloody light that illuminated the area within a ten-foot radius in blood.
When the blood fell on his body, a continuous "hissing" sound could be heard.
A terrible chill penetrated into the body along with the blood light. The guards and strongmen illuminated by the blood light emitted white cold mist from their bodies, and a thin layer of ice crystals spread rapidly on their bodies.
At the same time, the bullets thrown by the two coffin shops also fell to the ground.
Amidst the dull sounds of explosions, clouds of poisonous gas spread rapidly. Some projectiles landed on the shops on both sides of the street. The projectiles broke apart, and wisps of green phosphorous fire splashed, quickly igniting the shops on both sides of the street.
In the winter, when the cold wind blew, the wood used to build the shop had already dried out, and dozens of fires were seen ignited.
The poisonous gas spread everywhere, and dozens of palace guards fell heavily to the ground with their hands around their necks.
The coffin shop owners shouted slogans one by one, their faces twisted and hideous, becoming as ugly as ghosts, and launched desperate attacks on the guards around them.
Most of the captains, strongmen and guards of the Guard Palace Prison are also good fighters. Most of them are desperate fugitives like the three-tailed Black Scorpion brothers who are forced to join the Guard Palace Prison to save their lives.
Faced with the attack from the people in the coffin shop, the guards launched the most deadly counterattack at the first moment.
Swords and knives came down at the same time, spears and halberds stabbed wildly, and arrows from archers and crossbowmen on all sides fell like locusts, piercing the bodies of those who owned the coffin shop with a "puff puff".
One after another, the desperate fighters fell to the ground.
Even if they were hacked to the ground, or pierced by arrows like sieves, they would not forget to scream loudly as they twitched and struggled on the ground: "Ghost Mother, have mercy on me, and save my remaining soul!"
There were also people from the coffin shop who successfully rushed to the side of the guard warden. Their palms turned into various strange shades of green, blue, and green, and their nails glowed with black phosphorescence. They slapped the surroundings softly and silently.
Their movements looked weak and powerless, but in fact, their palms contained extremely vicious strength.
Some of the palace guards fought with them with fists and palms. Even with just one blow, their palms seemed intact, but the extremely vicious force had already penetrated into their palms, damaging their bones and muscles.
There was also a deadly poison that penetrated into the body through the palm force, and in an instant dozens of the guards were knocked to the ground.
The two seven-star red-robed generals roared and roared, and teams of captains, strong men, and guards, along with groups of armored underground ghosts, rushed up in a dense formation.
A large force was attacking and encircling the enemy on the ground, and arrows were raining down from overhead.
The most important thing is that the guards use the most advanced weapons in Dayin, which are the best of the best. Their lethality and defense capabilities far exceed the swords, guns, sticks and clubs that the people in the martial arts world can get.
Hundreds of people in the two coffin shops were killed in just half a quarter of an hour, and the rest were seriously injured, lying on the ground covered in blood.
The dead ones would be fine, but the seriously injured ones were laughing crazily and yelling hysterically at the guards around them, just wanting to die quickly!
They just want to die!
During this process, the strange female figure who walked out of the coffin shop was just floating quietly in the mist, emitting a terrifying chill from her body, but she did not move at all.
Gradually , as the casualties around increased, blood mist became visible to the naked eye from the wounds of the dead and injured, and it became bright and dazzling and rose up, constantly being sucked into the red lanterns beside the woman.
The lights of several red lanterns became more and more dazzling, sparkling like rubies. The powerful lights were blazing, illuminating an area of a hundred feet in radius. The cold air emanating from the lanterns became more and more intense and unbearable.
Lu Yi stood quietly behind Luo Qingzhou.
At this moment, Luo Qingzhou's area is the safest place on the entire Youlouzi Street.
At his feet lay a guard in soft armor, holding a twelve-foot-long tiger-head steel spear in his hand.
This gun originally belonged to the guard.
When the guard was charging forward with the team to kill the people in the coffin shop, Lu Yi noticed the spear in his hand, and immediately struck him from behind, knocking him unconscious, and snatched the spear from his hand.
By the way, Lu Yi kicked the guard and pulled him under his feet.
This place is also within Luo Qingzhou's protection circle.
Lu Yi felt that borrowing someone else's weapons and arranging a "safe" and "good position" for them was a very kind and conscientious act.
There were screams of agony all around, and the sound of swords cutting into flesh could be clearly heard.
Luo Qingzhou ignored the movements around him and just stared at the strange woman standing in front of him.
There was a ball of fierce cold air rolling around his body, and visible cold light burst out from his body, making a clanging sound, like thousands of sharp swords waving, cutting the surrounding coldness into pieces.
The cold air emitted by the red lanterns failed to approach within three feet of Luo Qingzhou.
In addition to Lu Yi, there were three other lieutenants and eight strong men following closely behind Luo Qingzhou. Seeing this strange sight, a sense of luck was revealed in the eyes of several people.
When most of the people in the coffin shop were killed on the spot, and the two shopkeepers were chopped to pieces and pinned to the ground, and shackled tightly, Luo Qingzhou finally spoke: "All your people have fallen. Are you going to surrender or fight to the bitter end?"
The hazy, illusory, translucent female figure giggled.
"Aren't you going to put out the fire, husband?"
Luo Qingzhou had already grabbed the strange-shaped soft sword, and injected the sword-forging intention into the software. The 18-foot-long strange-shaped soft sword was stretched straight.
The sound of sword chirping continued, and Luo Qingzhou pointed his sword at the woman: "Are you talking about Sijifang?"
As soon as the word "fang" came out, Luo Qingzhou suddenly attacked.
The soft sword rolled and bounced like a frightened poisonous snake. Amid the sound of the sword, more than a hundred cold lights rolled up the white sword energy, tearing through the mist and cold air in the air, and chopped down at the woman on the head.
In the blink of an eye, one hundred and twenty swords.
The sword flashed like lightning, tearing the void.
A little further away, the sword guards of the Hao Sword Palace, who were being held captive by several guards, cheered in unison: "Great sword!"
Lu Yi held a steel spear in his hand, with a green light flashing in his eyes. He was one of the few people present who could see clearly the power of Luo Qingzhou's sword.
One hundred and twenty swords fell like dense rain, rolling up cold light and tearing the air apart. The sword auras emitted piercing screams, captivating people's hearts, like soul-catchers.
Luo Qingzhou's sword was gorgeous and ferocious. Every strike of his sword was executed without any wasted effort as they were all aimed at the vital points of the strange woman.
The soft sword was like a soft whip, pulling, rolling, bouncing and hitting. The sword light even flew from behind the woman and stabbed at the vital points on her back.
The woman stood there motionless.
One hundred and twenty swords, every sword hit the target.
The sound of "Puff Puff" continued to be heard, and the sword light pierced through the woman's figure without leaving any trace on her body.
"She is not a human." Luo Qingzhou had just listened to the statements of Lu Yi, Lao He, several captains and strongmen, but at this moment, he finally verified it himself that these "women" were indeed not human!
His sword can wipe out thousands of troops.
But what if the other person is not a human?
The sword energy attached to his soft sword is enough to cut through metal and pierce through city walls, but his sword energy is also useless against this ghost woman. What should he do?
Lu Yi stared in amazement as Luo Qingzhou swung his sword wildly at the woman, but the woman just stood there quietly without moving.
The blood-red light in the lantern became more and more intense, and gradually converged, gradually concentrating in an area of several feet in radius.
A layer of fine ice chips appeared on the edge of Luo Qingzhou's sword, and the cold air went straight through his palms and arms along the soft sword. As Luo Qingzhou's palms gradually turned white and blue, a layer of cold air slowly emerged from his arms.
There is no doubt that the Yuan Gang cultivated through martial arts has very little lethality to this woman, almost zero.
In Lu Yi’s mind, his soul and spiritual light were shaking violently.
He suddenly raised his right hand and slashed the tip of the spear fiercely, breaking his palm and causing hot blood to flow down the spear bar. Lu Yi raised his spear, leaned back slightly, and then stabbed out with the spear.
A faint blue light lingered on the gun barrel.
The Cang Hai force attached to the gun barrel, blocking the breeze that Lu Yi mobilized with the power of his soul.
The breeze wrapped around the one and a half foot long spear tip, and the sound of the gunshot rose from the ground like a tiger's roar, shocking people's souls, causing Luo Qingzhou to look back in his busy schedule.
Lu Yi was right behind Luo Qingzhou. His body was like a bow and his spear was like an arrow. The spear flew over and pierced the motionless woman's chest.
A howl.
Lu Yi's spear created a transparent hole the size of a fist in the woman's chest.
His blood attached to the wound, burning the woman's chest, making a hissing sound and wisps of white smoke continuously coming out.
Moreover, a gust of wind invaded the woman's body, and the wind force rotated like a knife wheel, continuously expanding her wound.
The woman screamed miserably and her body swayed. A thin mist rolled in, wrapping her and a few red lanterns and rushing towards the wall. In an instant, it passed through the wall and disappeared without a trace.
"Well done...but, why?" Luo Qingzhou exclaimed in a hoarse voice.
Lu Yi retracted his spear, shook it, and said softly: "Maybe it's because I'm a virgin, and a boy's hot blood can break evil spirits... Well, don't you usually read those weird novels?"
"Huh?" Luo Qingzhou and a group of generals, captains, strongmen, and guards were all dumbfounded.
'Virginity'?
Countless people repeated these four words, and their faces became extremely strange.
If this was really the reason, no wonder, among the thousands of geckos on the entire Youlouzi Street, only Lu Yu was able to seriously injure and scare away this ghost woman!
Luo Qingzhou stamped his feet fiercely: "I'll remember your great achievement... Hurry, go to Sijifang!"
