Knife splashing

Chapter 558: Fighting in the Dark
"Tang~yuan~hot~"

The hoarse lyrics pierced through the snow curtain and echoed in the snowy and dark streets.

The voice was full of vicissitudes, like the old lady next door, even a little kind, but in such an environment, it was even more gloomy and terrifying.

"It's her, I remember now, it's her!"

Xu Yongqing suddenly froze, his eyes full of fear.

"you know?"

Li Yan looked into the distance with a serious expression.

At this time, the other party no longer hides his Qi.

Li Yan could feel a dark and obscure force lurking deep in the streets, sticky and full of resentment.

It even made him feel some pressure.

Li Yan already understood the other party's identity.

The God Ascender!
Many people had reminded him of the "God Ascendant" before.

Li Yan has never understood the difference between a "deity" and a normal cultivator. If calculated by the level of Taoism, he has reached the fourth level, breaking through the limits of mortal cultivators, and can also be considered a deity.

There are also many orthodox masters who are at the fourth or fifth level, but they are not called "gods".

It was not until he entered Sichuan and came into contact with many seniors that he gradually figured out the boundaries.

"God-ascending" was originally a name for monks who were wholeheartedly seeking the truth and had the opportunity to become gods. It was a respectful title.

But now, it has taken on some derogatory meanings.

Seeking immortality has been the dream of many people since ancient times, but there are very few people who have the chance to succeed. Among the nobles crossing the river, only one or two can become gods.

To achieve this goal, many people are willing to use any means, even turning into demons and losing their humanity.

Such people are now called "gods".

Of course, not all “gods” are evil, but you can never be sure when he will embark on the evil path for that slim chance.

That’s why many people remind people to be careful of “gods”.

The other party gave him a sense of oppression. His cultivation level was at least the fourth level. Moreover, his aura was so evil and weird that he had completely lost all human touch.

"She is Aunt Nie San!"

Hearing Li Yan's question, Xu Yongqing trembled and said, "He was originally a Qingcheng abandoned disciple. He practiced evil methods and was driven out of the mountain gate. He then joined the Maitreya Sect. He ran rampant in Shu many years ago. He likes to show up at the end of the year to harm people."

"She almost took control of the Salt Gang, but was later hunted down by Cheng Jianxian and has been missing ever since. The reward notice is still in the Chengdu government office."

"It's been more than 20 years. How...how are you still alive?"

"Grandma Tangyuan?"

After hearing what Xu Yongqing said, Li Yan came back to his senses.

They did not enter Shu randomly. Before coming, including along the way, they collected a lot of information about Shu's Xuanmen.

He knew more about this "Tangyuan Grandma".

This old witch was an evil master from more than 20 years ago. She came from the Xuandu Temple in Qingcheng. Later, she integrated various evil methods and even learned the mechanical techniques of the Mohist school. She is very difficult to deal with.

He only got to know this person when he was collecting information about Cheng Jianxian.

Thinking of this, Li Yan shook his head slightly, "It seems that the King of Shu is completely crazy. He even took in such a monster."

After saying this, he suddenly exerted his energy and his chest expanded.

"get out!"

He used the Great Cloud Thunder Sound.

"get out!"

"come out!"

The sound was loud, like the sound of wind and thunder, constantly reverberating in the streets, even with waves of echoes.

The huge street was still filled with howling wind and snow.

Li Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, as if thinking about something.

He is doing a test.

The Dayun Leiyin has the power to destroy evil. Although he is still far from being able to destroy evil with just one word with his current level of cultivation, the sound is loud enough.

The people on the street were not awakened, which meant they were trapped in a strange formation.

But that's the problem.

Chengdu is not some desolate wilderness; its City God Temple is of a very high quality, as good as any other big city in China.

The City God of Chengdu is Ji Xin, and he has two subordinates, Fei Yi, the civil judge, and Zhou Dequan, the military judge. They have all been worshipped for hundreds of years and command troops to suppress evil spirits from all directions.

And a few days later, on the 25th day of the twelfth lunar month, the City God will patrol the streets.

Xuanmen monks are very cautious when using magic.

The other party is so arrogant...

I'm afraid someone is also colluding with the City God Temple!
Of course, Li Yan’s roar was not without effect.

But a hundred meters away, wind and snow were rolling in thick fog, as if they were being pushed away by an invisible pair of hands, revealing a little scarlet light.

"Black sesame is so sweet!"

A hoarse hawking voice sounded, as if a handful of broken porcelain pieces were stuck in the throat.

There is something sharp about it that makes one's hair stand on end.

Crunch~
The red light was getting closer, accompanied by the sound of wooden wheels pressing snow.

But I saw the dark fog rolling in and an old woman pushing a wooden cart, limping slowly towards me in the snow.

The wooden cart was made of cypress, and its surface was covered in a greasy black color. It looked no different from those food carts that had been used for decades, but it was filled with a bloody smell, as if the black color was dyed with dirty blood.

The blood-red light was dim and swaying. It was the red lantern hanging under the flagpole on the car, and its surface was covered with strange talismans.

The wheels of the car rolled over the snow, turning the road into blood red.

When Xu Yongqing saw this, his eyes widened and his face turned pale.

"Close your eyes and don't look!"

Li Yan slapped him awake and reminded him in a deep voice.

The intelligence collected at that time turned out to be correct.

Nie Sangu is good at mechanical engineering. The wooden wheelbarrow has been specially modified, and the pungent smell of blood cannot cover up the sound of the mechanism inside.

And the red lantern is also some kind of illusion.

In the dark, it is very eye-catching.

But if you keep staring at it, you will fall into a nightmare.

He has reached the fourth level of Taoism and has various powerful magical weapons to protect him, so he is naturally not afraid. But to ordinary people, even ordinary cultivators, this old woman is no different from a demon.

Just this appearance alone is enough to scare people to death.

Fifty meters away, the old woman stopped, and seemed to see that Li Yan was unmoved, and said in a deep voice: "What a sin! Why are you protecting him? It's so cold, and you still have to work as an old woman."

Li Yan sneered, raised his chin and said sarcastically: "If you know you are immortal, you should just be buried earlier. Why come out and embarrass yourself!"

"Sharp-tongued..."

The old woman slowly raised her head, revealing a horrifying face beneath her cloak, covered with burn scars and a mouth full of yellow, black and rotten teeth, as if she were a reincarnated evil spirit.

Li Yan ignored him and suddenly turned his eyes upwards.

A strange formation has already been set up in this place. The reason why he was talking nonsense and delaying time was to find the center of the formation.

Finally, he discovered something strange.

Originally thought to be hidden in the street, but unexpectedly it was the flag above the red lantern. Because the lantern magic weapon has a charm, the monks will subconsciously avoid it, which will create a dark effect under the lamp.

Li Yan happened to recognize that flag.

When they were in Shennongjia, the possessed mountain god "Bai Gong" held a soul-calling banner in his hand, which caused them a lot of trouble.

After killing it, the magic flag was broken. After careful study, Wang Daoxuan realized that the thing was called "Soul-Capture Banner", which was dyed with toad sand mixed with black dog blood and originated from Chenzhou in western Hunan.

This magical weapon can capture evil spirits and ghosts, or attack people, or set up formations. Many magic lineages have it, but the strongest one is in Chenzhou, Xiangxi.

The old witch must be driving evil spirits to set up an array.

Just break the flag.

Thinking of this, Li Yan suddenly pulled out the flintlock rifle from his waist.

At the moment, the two sides are fifty meters apart. His flintlock rifle has been specially modified, so it is still accurate at this distance.

However, the old witch Nie Sangu was faster.

She knocked on the cart board with a few dry fingers, and the front of the wooden cart suddenly split into seven pieces, revealing the honeycomb-like interior.

"After eating the glutinous rice balls, the gods will give way!"

The hoarse voice uttered a sharp theatrical tone.

shhhhhh!
A whistling sound suddenly came towards me.

Instead, countless poisonous caltrops shot out from the holes.

Without saying a word, Li Yan pulled Xu Yongqing forward and suddenly rolled on the ground. He managed to escape the dangerous situation.

He was alone, so he had nothing to fear.

But Xu Yongqing may be the key to overthrowing the King of Shu. Since even this old witch has been dispatched, he cannot be allowed to die.

Xu Yongqing was just a weak scholar. How could he endure such torture? His joints collided with the cold ground and he groaned in pain.

But he didn't dare to say anything, instead he felt a little scared.

All I could hear were loud bangs and scattered gravel from behind. All the poisonous caltrops were nailed into the brick wall behind me.

This shows how powerful the mechanism is.

However, the attack was not over yet.

The old witch on the opposite side didn't seem surprised at all when she saw Li Yan dodge. Before the two of them landed on the ground, she turned the handle of the wooden cart.

Click!

The sound of a mechanism was heard, and the second mechanism was triggered.

The sturdy wooden carriage frame cracked, revealing a copper crossbow inside.

In front of the crossbow arrows, there were not wolf-tooth barbed arrows, but pieces of iron balls, and it was unknown what was loaded into them.

The sound of breaking through the air was heard again.

Li Yan was about to dodge, but when he sniffed, his face suddenly changed. He suddenly grabbed Xu Yongqing next to him, and threw him out with his muscles flexed.

"Ah~"

Xu Yongqing screamed and was thrown into the darkness of a nearby rooftop.

As for Li Yan, he waded through the mud, his body twisting left and right like a ghost, his leather boots drawing arcs on the snow.

Not only did he dodge all the crossbow arrows, he also closed the distance.

Bang bang bang!
The crossbow arrow collided with the ground behind him, and the iron ball in front of him exploded.

In an instant, dark blue flames splashed everywhere.

It was filled with sticky liquid, and I don't know what the formula was. Even when it fell on the snow, it still burned and made a hissing sound.

Another deadly mechanism.

Moreover, Li Yan also discovered something wrong.

This old witch was not completely ignorant of him.

The other party deliberately shortened the distance because he was afraid that he would summon ghost soldiers, but he did not get close to him, obviously knowing that he was good at close combat.

At this medium distance, he was famous for his musket.

By opening the mechanisms one after another, we have formed an advantageous suppression.

Sure enough, seeing him approaching quickly, the old witch Nie Sangu let out a strange laugh and pulled the wooden cart backwards, not slowing down at all.

His upper body was motionless, like a ghost.

Ghost step?

Li Yan was a little surprised when he saw it.

This is the troupe's footwork. When an actor performs a ghost act, his body remains motionless, and he only uses his ankles to exert force quickly, as if floating in the air.

He had seen this old witch before. She had learned so many different things!

Not only that, Nie Sangu also sang in a harsh voice: "The sky is cold, the earth is cold, but nothing is colder than the old woman's bowl of hot soup~"

This is the Sichuan nursery rhyme "The Lazy Man Freezes to Death".

When the old witch sang, it was certainly not just random talk.

But the soup pot on the wooden cart suddenly tilted forward, and a large amount of kerosene mixed with Yuanxiao-shaped poisonous caltrops poured down in an instant.

Then, the old witch flicked her sleeves.

Call ~
In an instant, flames rose up.

In the raging fire, the poisonous thorns exploded like popping beans, and all kinds of poisonous spines flew everywhere.

The wind, snow, flames, and poison needles completely blocked the entire street.

"Where to run!"

Li Yan shouted angrily and jumped up.

He felt a little regretful at this moment. He didn't wear the full body earth dragon armor that he had asked someone to make for him in Wuchang because it was too conspicuous. Otherwise, he would not be afraid of this little scene at all.

But he is not without a way to deal with it.

Li Yan leaped up, just avoiding the rising flames. At the same time, he tore off his cloak, burst out with hidden energy, and spun and shook.

This is the Shaolin Demon Subduing Kasaya Kung Fu.

He has entered the stage of Hua Jin and has a meticulous control over strength. Although it is not as good as the original version, it is enough to deal with this situation.

Puff puff!
The poisonous needles were all blocked by the cloak.

At the same time, Li Yan also jumped onto the eaves of a nearby shop, blocking the poison needles while running quickly.

With two leaps, he crossed the burning street.

Then, he pulled the trigger suddenly.

boom!
With a loud bang, smoke mixed with flying snow exploded.

The lead bullet hit the wooden cart flag accurately.

There was only a muffled sound, and the flags exploded. Because of the vibration of the evil energy, it was like a bursting balloon, and it directly turned into countless pieces of cloth.

The formation set up by the opponent was subsequently broken.

Almost instantly, the surrounding sounds returned to normal.

Li Yan could hear the snoring of people in their houses and the crying of babies in the middle of the night.

At the same time, the sound of fighting also spread.

"It's water! It's water!"

Someone was awakened by the fire and opened the window and shouted.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, his whole body stiffened.

It turned out that the soul-catching flag was broken, and the suppressed ghosts and evil spirits ran around wildly. When they saw a living person, they immediately pounced on him and possessed him.

But Li Yan was too busy to pay attention to him.

He leaped down from the roof.

The mechanisms of the old witch's wooden cart had all been used up, broken into pieces, and thrown randomly on the ground.

The formation was broken, which inevitably alarmed many people.

Nie Sangu originally wanted to evacuate, but when she saw Li Yan was not giving in, she suddenly laughed in anger.

"court death!"

With a sharp shout, she suddenly pulled out a whisk.

The Buddhist dust was pitch black, and was actually made of women's hair, and it exuded a creepy resentment.

Swish!
With a flick of the whisk, a cold wind suddenly blew.

Li Yan heard something wrong and somersaulted in the air, barely avoiding several poisonous needles.

Just as the intelligence said, this old witch was born in Qingcheng, used the Eight Fights of Qingcheng Xuanmen, and was proficient in the Thirty-Six Moves of the Iron Whisk.

However, the dignified Xuanmen martial arts were used in a spooky and extremely vicious way.

After dodging the poison needle, Li Yan rolled over and landed on the ground.

Although he failed to stop the opponent, he did shorten the distance between them.

At the moment, the two sides are only ten meters apart.

Wow!
Two soul-catching lightning ropes whizzed out in an instant.

"Dharma Realm Divine Power?"

Nie Sangu sneered and waved her whisk left and right.

The evil energy vibrated, and the originally invisible soul-catching lightning rope was actually swept away by it.

Li Yan was not surprised to see this.

Facing such a master, using the Soul-Catching Thunder Rope alone is not of much use, as there are usually ways to restrain him.

His purpose was just to drag the other party out.

Li Yan exerted force on his feet again, and at the same time, he pulled out the Dragon-Slaying Dust-Breaking Sword with a clang. He quickly made a gesture with his left hand and wiped the blade.

Zizizi!
Instantly, the blade arc jumped.

In the blink of an eye, Li Yan had already approached and drew his sword.

Nie Sangu was helpless, and also shook her right hand, and the black whisk whistled as it met the blade.

Her whisk is best at restraining knife handles. Once it is entangled, ordinary magic weapons can be twisted.

However, the old witch didn't know that Li Yan had already upgraded the Dust-Breaking Sword in Qingcheng Mountain.

puff!
The black fog dispersed and a woman's scream could be faintly heard in the air.

The whisk made of hair was also cut off directly...

(End of this chapter)