The Legend of Swing Sword and Execution of Demons

Chapter 775 A Silver Bell's Smile

In the western part of Yunze Realm, there is the Cloud and Mud Swamp.

The clouds in the sky are always clustered and layered, and the sky is dark and yellowish all day long.

On the muddy ground, countless branches and twigs, unable to find sunlight, stretched their claws and claws in all directions.

For unfamiliar outsiders, although the Cloud and Mud Swamp has no high mountains or deep valleys, its vast hills and marshes are fraught with danger.

The ever-present miasma, the elusive earth dragons, and the ever-present threat of plants, snakes, and scorpions that could endanger lives at any time or from any place.

This place is unsuitable for human habitation, but it has many rare and exotic plants and insects that can be used to make and refine gu poisons.

Ji Qianlin had frequented this remote place since childhood, coming and going freely without getting his clothes dirty or his feet muddy, and even taking whatever he wanted there.

For many years, Ji Qianlin has followed the Smiling Maitreya on his adventures through the martial world, and he still often returns to this treasure trove of heaven and earth to collect what he needs.

She never imagined that one day she would be struggling and making a mess of things here.

Ji Qianlin loved to laugh and also loved her melodious, bell-like laughter.

Even after the passing of the Laughing Maitreya and the dissolution of the Tushita Sect, she would still draw upon memories, find joy even in hardship, and laugh to herself.

But she hasn't been able to smile for several days.

Two months ago, she met a hundred martial arts masters she encountered in Chongqing and they traveled west and south together.

A group of martial arts masters, each with exceptional individual skills, gathered together, much like many people adding fuel to the fire.

The hundred-man squad, with combat power and mobility far exceeding that of ordinary armies, dealt with no less than two thousand corpse soldiers and destroyed five outposts used by the Poisonous Indian Army as outposts for storing corpses.

Fortunately, during this period, the group of 100 people suffered only minor injuries and no one was killed or seriously injured.

However, the situation took a sharp turn for the worse after the group of a hundred entered the Cloud and Mud Swamp.

The hundred-man group discovered three hideouts of the zombie army in the Cloud Mud Swamp, totaling about a thousand zombie soldiers. They planned for seven days to defeat them one by one.

Unexpectedly, ten undead warriors were mixed in with the corpse army.

With a leader, the Corpse Army's operations became more strategic, no longer like headless flies toyed with by a hundred-man squad.

The balance of power shifted dramatically, and it was as if the hundred-man group had walked right into a trap, becoming prey hunted by the zombie army.

The Cloud and Mud Swamp was large enough that a group of a hundred men was able to contend with more than a thousand zombie soldiers for seven days, suffering only a handful of casualties, while beheading two hundred zombie soldiers.

However, the unsuitable environment of the Cloud and Mud Swamp caused the morale of the hundred-man group to gradually decline, and their combat strength to decrease day by day.

Under the relentless pursuit and attacks of the zombie army day and night, the less than 100-strong group could no longer support each other or maintain overall mobility, and gradually split into smaller groups to escape for their own lives.

The other six people who fled with Ji Qianlin were able to get close to the edge of the swamp after two days of hiding, thanks to Ji Qianlin's familiarity with the Yunni Swamp.

Unexpectedly, fortune turned into misfortune. Less than five miles from the Cloud and Mud Swamp, they encountered a hundred corpse soldiers led by the wicked demon child and Jade Hand Angry Thunderbolt.

The seven men had no intention of fighting back, only fleeing for their lives.

However, in less than half a day, four people had been caught up. Some committed suicide in time to preserve their posthumous reputation, while others unfortunately became new zombie soldiers and joined the ranks of those hunting down their former comrades.

The remaining two figures followed Ji Qianlin as he ran for his life, one tall and strong like a bear, the other naked and lean.

“Miss Ji, your lightness skill is far superior to ours. We can hold you off for a while. If you manage to escape with your life, just let us know.”

Despite his heavy breathing, Xiong Lie, a burly man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, still spoke with a strong voice, and carrying a giant hammer as big as a person did not prevent him from walking on the muddy road as if it were flat ground.

Although both originated from Yunze Realm, Sun Moon Fortress and "Gu Fairy" have never had friendly relations. Instead, they became enemies when Ji Qianlin acted as an accomplice of the Doushuai Gang.

If it weren't for the fact that foreign barbarians are committing evil deeds these days, and that Xiong Lie's opinion of Ji Qianlin had changed somewhat after many days of shared hatred against them, then at this critical moment of life and death, even if he didn't drag her down with him, he wouldn't have felt so helpless as to be a burden and would have been willing to help her find a way to survive.

Ji Qianlin was stunned upon hearing this, clearly unable to believe what he had just heard. He even accidentally sank into the mud and couldn't pull himself out immediately.

Another shirtless, lean, bald man remained silent, responding with action: he lifted Ji Qianlin and tossed her toward Xiong Lie.

Xiong Lie dropped his Thunder Hammer, his large, rough hands carefully grasping Ji Qianlin's delicate hands, and shouted, "Hold on tight!"

After three quick steps and spins, Xiong Lie threw Ji Qianlin high into the air, sending him flying more than ten feet away!
Amidst the howling wind, Ji Qianlin still remembered Xiong Lie and Du Ren on the sword-dancing platform, putting on a stunning offensive and defensive duel for a spot that she found particularly laughable.

Distracted by the dim light, she could no longer see the two figures.

If a drop of water falls into a mud pit, and if a mud dragon is hiding there, it might be able to taste whether it is salty or sweet, and distinguish whether it is tears or sweat.

Ji Qianlin fled without looking back.

Unbeknownst to her, Xiong Lie and Du Ren, with their hammers and clubs, were also smashing the approaching undead soldiers, flattening their necks and cracking their heads. Only after they had dealt with a considerable number of undead soldiers did they begin to feel the immense pressure emanating from the undead warriors.

All she wanted was to escape the Cloud and Mud Swamp and spread the news from there.

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The vicious demon child, whose size was less than a quarter of Xiong Lie's, entangled with the big guy, like a mad black wildcat pouncing on the face of an ordinary person without touching the ground.

Even with his immense strength, Xiong Lie had nowhere to wield it. In a moment of carelessness, he was struck by the vicious demon child who was using his head as a weapon, leaving him seeing stars.

Having practiced the Innate Childhood Skill and immersed himself in the Corpse Demon Scripture, the Demon Treasure, whose body was as hard as refined iron, was refined into a deadly weapon by Ji Mucheng, even its teeth became extremely lethal.

While momentarily distracted, Xiong Lie was attacked from head to toe by the vicious demon child, who grabbed, scratched, and bit him from head to toe, from his hair to his nose to his chin to his shoulders and neck!

The vicious demon child, transformed into a zombie warrior, attacks even more frequently than in life; the tireless mad cat can unleash hundreds, even thousands, of claw strikes in an instant.

Xiong Lie couldn't even see the evil child's attack; he only felt a roller repeatedly grinding against his face!

Before long, Xiong Lie's chest and above were almost completely covered in wounds and blood!

Several attempts to counterattack failed to harm the undead gnome who easily dodged and weaved, and only took away two nearby undead soldiers.

After another half hour of fighting, Xiong Lie, whose face was completely disfigured and whose eyes were nowhere to be found, had exhausted his strength. He picked up the Thunder Hammer and smashed his own head to pieces, then died a violent death!
Du Ren, whose Golden Bell Cover Kung Fu was of unparalleled skill, withstood the relentless attacks of twenty or thirty zombie soldiers. After defeating about ten of them, he exchanged blows with Yu Shou Nu Pi Li for nearly a thousand rounds before gradually becoming exhausted and experiencing muscle and bone pain.

Seeing that there were still fifty or so corpse soldiers surrounding him, and that Jade Hand's furious thunderbolt attack was unabated, Du Ren knew that if he continued to resist, he would only break his bones and tendons, and his liver, intestines and other internal organs would probably be shaken to pieces, leaving him with no hope of escape.

With a single blow, he swept away the enemy's fierce thunderbolts, calmly closed his eyes, plucked his own head from between his arms, and died with his hands clasped together.

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An hour later.

Judging from the terrain and the increasingly normal-growing plants, Ji Qianlin deduced that it would be less than two miles to get out of the Cloud and Mud Swamp.

But leaving the cloud and mud swamp did not mean escaping danger, so she never slowed down.

Snap!

Ji Qianlin dared not ignore even the slightest movement behind her.

As he leaped and darted forward, Ji Qianlin seized the opportunity to turn around and scan the surroundings.

But then they saw two figures, one small and one agile, exchanging positions above the trees behind them, shimmering and growing larger!
At first glance, what appears to be a black tide surging forward on the ground is actually a pack of hyenas running and moving on all fours like a horde of undead soldiers!
Ji Qianlin's heart skipped a beat. He didn't falter, but his face turned ashen.

Without a second thought, she knew that Xiong Lie and Du Ren had already given up their lives.

How many more chances does she have to escape?
In just half an incense stick's time, nearly ten "hyenas" had caught up with Ji Qianlin!
One or two corpse soldiers leaped up and pounced from a distance of ten feet.

Ji Qianlin found a hole in a twisted tree branch, which was less than the size of two palms and had grown abnormally. With her petite figure, she passed through it and let the strange tree help her stop and trap the two corpse soldiers.

But this alone is not enough to turn Ji Qianlin's danger into safety.

In this game that's almost like a cat chasing a mouse, she's destined to dodge the first day but not the fifteenth.

Behind them, nearly twenty more corpse soldiers gathered.

As the distance between them closed, Ji Qianlin found it increasingly difficult to maintain the rhythm of her movements in the swamp.

Because she also needs to be distracted by the zombie soldiers' attacks, if she fails even once, she will be immediately swallowed up by the horde of zombie soldiers.

She had quickly rolled around in the mud five or six times, spitting out mud again and again.

Twenty or thirty times, he swiftly bent over and changed direction, his hands and feet growing heavier with the mud and dirt covering them. He wondered if the Poisonous Indians had poisoned the Cloud Mud Swamp; otherwise, Ji Qianlin hadn't seen the Earth Dragon, who usually caused trouble, even once these past few days.

She had previously hoped that one or two swamp crocodiles would appear to help her drag away some of the corpse soldiers, but now she had to be thankful that she probably wouldn't have the chance to be buried in the mouth of the earth dragon.

Fortunately, a tall tree appeared in front of them, and Ji Qianlin quickly leaped up, temporarily shaking off the corpse soldiers who were attacking in vain.

Before Ji Qianlin could catch her breath and begin a new round of escape, a pale, claw-like hand, accompanied by a dark shadow, obscured her vision.

The person was a head taller than her, with striking features and a delicate appearance, but like her, she was also a woman.

However, Yu Shou Nu Pi Li was pale, with dead gray or black spots around her eyebrows and eyes, and the bulging veins were also jet black, making her look completely devoid of any living presence.

In that instant, Ji Qianlin seemed to take life and death lightly, no longer feeling any fear, only pity for Yu Shou Nu Pi Li.

If the Corpse Gu hadn't appeared, and this young woman, not yet twenty, had honed her skills in the martial arts world for another three to five years, would she have become the next figure standing at the top of the martial arts world, like the Smiling Buddha or the Ghostly Enchantress?
A thought flashed through Ji Qianlin's mind.

Her jade-like hands and feet launched a furious, thunderous attack with lightning speed.

Even when Ji Qianlin was at his peak mental and physical condition, he could only see afterimages and barely manage to parry.

At this point, there is absolutely no possibility of making any resistance or evasive maneuvers.

Just as chopsticks can easily pierce a block of tofu, the ten fingers of Yu Shou, clenched in a rage, could also easily pierce Ji Qianlin's shoulder blades!

Immediately afterwards, her body, which was as fierce as lightning, suddenly flipped upside down and landed on the ground.

Ji Qianlin then switched positions with him and was lifted into the air by ten fingers.

With two sharp cracking sounds, Ji Qianlin was like a bird with broken wings, losing both shoulders, his blood staining the sky!
Then he collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

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After an unknown amount of time, Ji Qianlin awoke from her unconsciousness.

She could feel warm currents flowing into her from behind.

She knew she was being helped to sit upright, but she had no feeling in her hands and feet, let alone any physical pain.

It was probably just a brief moment of lucidity before he lost consciousness.

Ji Qianlin opened her eyes.

As the vision gradually cleared, all that could be seen were corpses of soldiers lying on the ground, their bodies severed from their heads.

There are also many melting yellow mud ice spikes and icicles.

Ji Qianlin's first thought was that Zifeng and the others had also escaped to this place, discovered her still alive, and tried to rescue her.

In the distance, Nightfall, Crying Maiden, Ye Lingfeng, and Jade Hand Angry Thunderbolt were locked in a fierce battle.

However, the wicked child was restrained into a sick cat by a bright silver sword that could still reflect a blue-green light in this filthy world.

Ji Qianlin couldn't immediately recognize the swordsman wielding the bright silver sword; he only knew it wasn't Zifeng.

But she already had the strength to turn around and look back.

The simple movement caused her so much pain that she almost died!
This pain also made Ji Qianlin realize the breath of life.

Then she saw a thin face.

This face has delicate willow-leaf eyebrows, bright eyes, a small, exquisite nose, and delicate lips.

With a makeover, that face would look much better than mine.

However, her own style was alluring, while this woman's style, just like when she first met her, could be described as pure and innocent.

Because the woman's eyes were cold at that time, she came up with some underhanded tricks to successfully torment this pure person, causing him to die with filth and resentment.

Unexpectedly, a twist of fate led to their marriage.

The person behind Ji Qianlin is none other than Leng Mei, whom she had harmed in the past.

I never imagined that this person would be with me in the final moments of my life.

Leng Mei's expression remained cold and indifferent.

Ji Qianlin laughed nonchalantly.

The laughter was faint, yet it was still as melodious as the ringing of silver bells.

"Life is full of unexpected encounters, and it's truly a wonderful coincidence that we met here!"

"If I talk less now, I can live a few more days."

"Forget it, all I still have the energy to do is talk."

“You encountered those three from the Netherworld Cult first, and they already know a lot about the situation, saving me the trouble of explaining.”

"I can hold my breath for about half a cup of tea's time. If you have any questions, I can give you some simple answers."

"Otherwise, I would like to take advantage of this free time to catch up with old friends."

Seeing that Ji Qianlin wouldn't listen to advice but spoke without difficulty, Leng Mei naturally had no intention of saying anything more.

"I harmed both of you back then."

"You lost your innocence and almost lost your life."

"Your young master almost lost his life, and he's still upset about the last few lives lost by the Wuxiang Sect."

"Now that I'm doomed, I might as well cut off my head and chop me into eight pieces."

"It will allow you to vent your long-standing grudges, and it will also save me from being turned into a Gu person after death."

"You say it's good and bad?"

After Ji Qianlin began to speak of his impending death, Leng Mei's attention immediately returned to the battlefield.

He only picked out her last words and replied indifferently: "Besides the snake woman Ji Qianlin, you also have the title of 'Gu Fairy' in this Yunze Realm. Others can be controlled by corpse gu, but if you are also easily controlled by corpse gu after death, you are truly just a name without substance."

"Hehehe, snake woman, Gu fairy, those are ancient names."

"These corpse soldiers, now, using snakes and scorpions to fight is like throwing an egg against a rock, and besides, my flute is already broken."

"To be honest, if your young master had shown mercy back then and hadn't wiped out all my little spider babies, leaving some for breeding, this year would have been enough time for me to cultivate a considerable fighting force again."

"It might be difficult for me to defend a city with my little Heavenly Spider babies all by myself, but if we could hold one side of the city, we wouldn't be in such a sorry state."

Leng Mei clearly had no interest in reminiscing about the past with him, and only said, "Leaving aside the past, just because you are from Zhongzhou, my husband and I can give you a dignified burial. If you don't mind, you can stay here."

Ji Qianlin was taken aback for a moment, then said gratefully, "Alright, all things considered, you two are practically my matchmakers, so let's call it even. I often come here to catch insects and collect medicine, so consider this my way of returning the favor."

During their conversation, the three judges of the Netherworld Sect subtly suppressed Jade Hand's Angry Thunderclap through their cooperation.

The wicked child gradually showed signs of defeat under Jiang Yichen's sword.

The evil demon child in the Tower of Babel is no weaker than the undead warrior in the present.

If Jiang Yichen could disarm the evil treasures in the Tower of Babel, how could he not deal with this corpse that had no other tricks besides being fast and tough?
Amidst a long series of ping-pong sounds, the wicked demon child's small, childlike hands and feet were gradually covered in frost, which solidified into ice cubes. Then, his entire body seemed to be sealed inside a specially crafted ice coffin.

Inside the ice coffin was a dwarf with only black and white eyes staring blankly forward, his mouth wide open revealing a mouthful of black teeth, looking utterly innocent.

Jiang Yichen made a feint with his left hand toward the east, seemingly borrowing the misty purple aura. As the blade of the Bright Silver Iron Flower Sword trembled slightly, a flash of cold light appeared, and a dragon's roar seemed to resound between heaven and earth!
Immediately afterwards, the ice coffin was seen twisting and collapsing under an overwhelming force!
It was as if I was being pulled into an invisible, sunken space, and then spat back out as if I were disgusted.

As the two forces clashed and fought fiercely, the ice coffin shattered into pieces!

The dwarf inside the ice coffin was completely gone, not even a single hair remained!

A light drizzle of clear rain fell, dotted with tiny ice crystals, across the gloomy yellow world.

Ji Qianlin was already barely breathing when he saw Jiang Yichen's remarkable progress and couldn't help but praise, "What superb skills!"