Witch Wind

Chapter 15: Small Town Battlefield (Part )

Xing Tianli recognized the five members of this family. They owned a winery, and their homemade old wine tasted extremely mellow. According to the townspeople, their old winery had been passed down in Xiaolongqiu Town for more than 200 years!

All right.

Gone.

Uprooted!
Xing Tianli stood up shakily, looked at the broken limbs in the yard, let out a low curse, and rushed towards Xiaoyandang Lake with all his strength.

The two inland gunboats were still firing continuously.

The inn that the missionaries had booked, along with a dozen houses nearby, had been turned into a rubble field. The missionaries, the White Lotus militia, and the Yingji soldiers had dispersed, using the intact buildings around them as cover, and the fighting was going on with a lot of noise.

From time to time, the soldiers of Yingji would roar, throw out a grenade with white smoke, and explode with a "bang" a large piece of earth and rocks.

Xiangliu, Baifei and others have already gained the upper hand.

The three men, who were surrounded by water vapor, released clouds of water mist containing a biting cold air, which rolled over the men in black robes. They shivered and their movements suddenly froze.

As Xiangliu Baifei and five tall and thin men charged back and forth, a faint green mist could be seen rising from the wind of their fists.

Fortunately, the men who released bone spurs and turned into white light to attack randomly were far away, so the light green mist could not affect them for a while. However, the black-robed men who were fighting with Xiangliu Baifei and others in close combat inhaled a large amount of mist, and their skin was covered with a layer of light green.

They kept vomiting blood, and blood kept gushing out of their seven orifices. The sound of the whip made of skin was much smaller when it was swung, and the huge arm, which was about a foot thick and several feet long, also weakened the huge force it brought. Xiangliu Baifei and others could easily take the heavy punches that came in front of them.

"Hit!" A man suddenly shouted, and a large amount of water light suddenly condensed in his eyes, flashing a blue-green light, and his two eyes became as bright as sapphires. The dozen or so floating and rotating water clouds around him suddenly gathered inward, and with a "ding" sound, a large amount of water vapor condensed into a dozen thumb-thick, more than a foot long ice spikes, which shot forward with a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

The two pieces of skin squirmed and turned into long whips, and the black-robed man who was lashing around in the air let out a strange cry. The sudden change made it impossible for them to dodge, and the ice spikes easily pierced through their bodies and penetrated deeply into their flesh and blood.

The two men fell heavily to the ground, and cold air was emitting from every pore of their bodies.

Xiangliu Baifei's body flashed, passing over the two people's bodies, and with a fierce slash of his left hand, his dark green nails shone with a cold light, easily tearing the necks of the two people. A large amount of blood splattered, and the blood that spurted out was as thick as lacquer, and the color was as green as freshly squeezed spinach juice.

Poisonous blood splattered, Xiangliu Baifei formed seals with his hands, catching the large amount of blood, and then swung forward.

At least three to five kilograms of poisonous blood gushed out, turning into thumb-sized blood beads that flew forward with sharp sounds of breaking wind. Several men in black robes were caught off guard, and the dense blood beads hit them with a "puff" sound, easily piercing their skin and flesh.

Once contaminated by poisonous blood, the poison quickly spreads throughout the body.

Xiangliu, Baifei and others rushed forward, and these missionaries with strange powers were killed one after another. Only a few men with white light constantly emitting from their fingertips stood aside in the distance, watching Xiangliu, Baifei and others killing them, their faces full of shock and anger.

The old priest was protected by several young nuns. He stood on the ruins of the collapsed inn gate, with an extremely compassionate look and watery eyes, quietly looking at Xiangliu Baifei and others.

"Lost lambs, return to the embrace of the Virgin Mary, bathe in the glory of the Virgin Mary, and you will be saved."

"If you persist in your wrongdoings, you will inevitably become demons, and the Virgin Mary will punish you and destroy you!"

Xiangliu Baifei stepped down and crushed a green-haired head into pieces. He smiled very softly and said, "You charlatan, you are really incomprehensible. We, the witches of Daxia, respect the heavens above, the earth below, and our ancestors in between. What we worship are nothing more than the heavens, the earth, and our ancestors."

"That Holy Mother you keep talking about?" Xiangliu Baifei smiled evilly, "If she dares to come, even the Holy Mother will let her go back with a big belly!"

Several tall, thin men with long arms and legs laughed strangely. Their laughter could be described as "eerie". Just by listening to their laughter, you can tell that they are a bunch of bastards and are definitely not good people!
The old priest sighed softly and shook the bell in his hand.

With the sound of "ding ding", his internal organs simultaneously emitted a low roar, and his flesh and blood suddenly collapsed inwards, and in an instant he became skin and bones. His body shape changed so much that the black robe on his body fell off from his extremely skinny body, revealing his body that could almost be used as firewood.

The old priest's flesh and blood squirmed, and his body collapsed rapidly. In a breath, he became the size of a three-year-old child.

However, his head was expanding rapidly. Originally a normal-sized head, it became as big as a small water tank in the blink of an eye. Veins bulged out of his head, and under his skin that was so thin that it was almost bursting, one could almost see through his skull and see his violently squirming brain.

"Most Merciful Mother, please punish these damned sinners!"

The old priest's eyes suddenly widened.

A terrifyingly strong mental wave swept out, and within a radius of thirty feet around him, countless broken bricks and tiles flew into the air, the air was turbulent, and dust was swirling. With the naked eye, small translucent tornadoes could be seen swaying around the old priest.

Xing Tianli, who was rushing towards Xiaoyandang Lake, suddenly stopped and looked in this direction in horror.

The old priest's mental fluctuations were mixed and chaotic, but the intensity was extremely astonishing. If the spiritual power that Xing Tianli possessed now was a cup of mercury refined to 'absolute purity', then the spiritual power of this old priest was a pile of muddy water mixed with countless impurities!
It is easy to see how huge the difference in texture is between mud water and mercury.

However, the total amount of mental power of the old priest is as huge as a large water tank. The mental power he can mobilize now is at least a hundred times that of Xing Tianli - but the way he uses his mental power is too crude. Such a huge amount of mental power can only be released thirty feet away?

"These are unconventional ways that are not the right path!" Xing Tianli shook his head sneerfully, yet he was inexplicably frightened.

There was no trace of training on the old priest's body. How did he possess such a strong spiritual power? Moreover, his head could expand to such a size, which was absolutely impossible for ordinary people!
The old priest's eyes suddenly widened: "Evil demon! Divine punishment is coming!"

His two eyeballs suddenly turned blue, and the faint blue flash was dazzling. Xiangliu Baifei and several of his companions groaned as if they were hit by an invisible hammer. Their clothes burst into pieces, their muscles shook like running water, and they spit out large mouthfuls of blood. They were blasted more than ten feet away by the mental shock.

The three men with a faint mist all over their bodies were obviously much stronger than Xiangliu, Baixie and others. They just spat out two mouthfuls of blood and stood up after landing.

As for Xiangliu Baifei and the other six, they lay on the ground and twitched. After a long while, Xiangliu Baifei staggered to his feet and shouted angrily, "Old dog, you are looking for death!"

"Let them accept God's punishment!" The old priest gently rang the silver bell in his hand.

Several little nuns gathered around him howled in unison, their fair skin squirmed, and from the pores of their bodies, a large amount of white, thick juice that seemed to melt bones spurted out. Along with slight impact sounds, their bodies squirmed and deformed, and were quickly covered by a thick layer of white shell.

In just a few breaths, the little nuns turned into creatures of the opposite sex nearly eight feet tall, shaped like humanoid insects, and covered in exquisitely structured, smooth and shiny shells.

They hunched their backs slightly, and with a light wave of their arms, their arms turned into six-foot-long curved swords.

Amidst the sharp cries, several little nuns stomped their feet hard, and their soles, which were also covered with white shells, hit the ground, splashing large sparks. Their bodies suddenly turned into afterimages and pounced directly on Xiangliu Baifei and others.

The three men, with cold air rising all over their bodies, shouted in unison, and formed seals with six hands at the same time. Their originally plump and strong bodies suddenly shriveled and sunken. They shouted in unison, with wisps of cold air rising above their heads, and suddenly a piece of dark blue black ice about ten feet in diameter and three feet thick condensed in front of them!

Xing Tianli felt the clear fluctuation of blood essence.

The three of them clearly burned their own life force blood and essence, which gave rise to such a thick block of ice!

"No magic power! No soul!" Xing Tianli's pupils shrank, and he murmured softly: "Just pure blood power? Relying on burning blood essence to control various powers? This is the pure 'Witch Dao' method!"

Above the Lingtai Zifu, the "Original Witch Scripture" emitted a dazzling glow, and large amounts of information about "Witchcraft" continuously flowed into the soul.

"Gonggong! The blood of water!" Xing Tianli even determined the origin of the blood of these three men. He shook his head gently: "Very weak, in the "Original Witch Scripture", they are not even considered as 'defective products'! Their blood is so thin and weak that they are not qualified to call themselves 'witches'!"

In the Lingtai Purple Palace, eight large tripods simultaneously emitted light.

In the flickering light and shadow, a majestic figure with a dragon head and a human body, covered with black dragon scales, and stepping on two large snakes appeared. He formed seals with his hands and shouted loudly, and suddenly the ground was flooded, the waves swept a million miles, the ground was 30,000 feet deep, and the vast land was instantly transformed into an endless swamp!
The majestic figure roared again, and suddenly snow fell all over the sky. Ice blocks the size of houses fell from the sky and bombarded the surging lake. As a result, the million-mile lake was completely frozen in an instant. The terrifying low temperature in the void descended, and the air condensed into pieces of dark blue ice crystals that kept falling. On the vast snowfield, not a single wisp of air existed, and the world completely turned into a cold vacuum! Xing Tianli's soul trembled, and countless goose bumps appeared all over his body!

This is Gonggong!
The three guys in front of him burned their own life force blood and it took the three of them working together to condense a three-foot square piece of black ice - if Xing Tianli was their ancestor, he would have climbed up and slapped them to death long ago!
Don't treat our ancestral bloodline like this!

Several nuns howled and charged forward. In a flash, they were in front of the three men at a speed so fast that even Xing Tianli couldn't see clearly. They swung their arms rapidly, and the sky was filled with white cold light. Their slender arms and swords vibrated violently at a terrifying high frequency, and the swords suddenly hit the black ice, making a sharp and long "clang clang clang" sound!
With the sound of cutting, the huge black ice was torn apart.

The three men shouted together, their eyes suddenly flashed blue as their hand seals changed.

With a loud bang, the torn black ice exploded, turning into countless ice spikes and ice cubes that hit the little nuns. A large amount of white cold air rose up, and the temperature dropped sharply within a radius of ten feet.

Several little nuns were frozen by the cold air and their speed suddenly slowed down. Countless ice spikes and ice cubes hit their bodies. Their white shells made a sharp cracking sound. Ice spikes pierced into their bodies, and blood spurted out. When they hit the ground, they had already turned into blood ice.

The silver bell in the old priest's hand vibrated suddenly, and the "ding ding ding" sound of the bell carried a hint of charm.

The three men had just pulled out bronze knives from their belts that were shaped like Tang horizontal swords, but slightly shorter. They were about to attack the slow-moving little nuns when the silver bells suddenly hit them. Their bodies shook and their eyes became confused.

With a "puff" sound, several little nuns swung their long arms and slashed the bodies of the three people with their swords.

The sound of the blade cutting flesh was extremely harsh, not like a sharp knife cutting meat, but a bit like a dull knife cutting old cowhide. The long knives formed by the arms of several young nuns cut the bodies of the three men, and the blades rubbed against the flesh at a very slow speed.

The blade pierced into the flesh, causing severe pain. The three men, who had been mentally confused by the mental shock, suddenly woke up.

The bronze sword in his hand spun, and a few ancient runes on the blade lit up slightly as a cold light flashed. The sword cut through the air, and it actually made a faint roaring sound like waves.

The young nuns had no time to kill the three men and were busy putting away their swords to fight back.

The blades collided, making loud noises and sparks flying. The swords transformed from the arms of several little nuns were cut with deep gaps. They staggered backwards, and some of them had blood spurting out of their chests and abdomens. They had been injured by the three men.

"From the Xiangliu family, show them something vicious!" The three men were bleeding all over and were cursing angrily.

Xiangliu Baifei let out a long howl, formed seals with his hands, and bit his tongue hard, spurting out a mouthful of blood that exploded on his handprints. The originally bright red blood suddenly turned pitch black, and with a whoosh it exploded, and a large area of ​​black blood mist surged rapidly, spreading rapidly in all directions.

Wherever the black blood mist passed, the bricks and stones on the ground made a slight "hissing" sound, which showed how potent the toxicity was.

Xiangliu Baifei and the five men waved their hands at the same time, and suddenly a large amount of cold light flashed. More than three hundred light green cow-hair needles shot forward with a slight sound of breaking through the air, covering the old priest and several young nuns.

A faint light flashed between the old monk's brows.

The air in front of him was shaking and wriggling violently, and a translucent mental shield was wrapped around him within three feet. Several young nuns huddled under his mental protection, watching the poisoned needles pierce them fiercely. In the translucent shield, the needles were spinning rapidly, making a sharp "chi chi" sound, and the speed of rotation was getting slower and slower.

There were several more gunshots over Xiaoyandang Lake.

Two shells whizzed in and hit the old priest's mental shield at the same time. Fire gushed out, shrapnel flew, the old priest's body shook violently, and large amounts of blood spurted out of his seven orifices at the same time.

As Xing Tianli was looking around, on the distant lake, on the decks of two inland gunboats, the Yingji sailors let out miserable howls.

At some point, four burly men in black robes, with skin wriggling violently, had already dived to the gunboat. Countless thin whips were waving in the air, and black shadows were passing by quickly, tearing the bodies of the Yingji sailors apart suddenly, and the broken limbs and arms mixed with blood were sprayed all over the boat.

These ordinary sailors had no room to resist these alienated priests.

In just two or three breaths, the four priests slaughtered dozens of sailors on the two gunboats. They jumped onto the gunboats and got into the cabins. No one knew what they did, but they ran out and jumped into the lake.

Two huge balls of fire exploded from the cabin, and black smoke columns rose slowly into the sky. The huge explosion created two huge ripples on the surface of the lake, and waves even reached the shore.

The old priest, with blood gushing out of his seven orifices, screamed, and the silver bell in his hand suddenly shattered.

Xiangliu, Baifei and others groaned and were once again blown away by the terrible mental shock. They vomited blood, and some of them had sunken chests, obviously many of their ribs were broken.

Several people rolled to the ground, and the old priest, who had been hit by two shells head-on, also sat heavily on the ground. His head shrank rapidly, and blood flowed throughout his body. His shriveled and skinny body swelled up little by little, becoming plump and gradually returning to the appearance of a normal person.

Xing Tianli glanced at the gunboat that was still exploding and catching fire on the lake, pondered for a moment, tapped the ground lightly with Tongtian Miaozhu, and quickly walked towards the old priest.

Several little nuns who were seriously injured by the shells stood up with difficulty. Their eyes, covered by a layer of transparent membrane, flashed with beastly ferocity as they stared straight at Xing Tianli.

Xing Tianli stood cautiously three meters away and said in a deep voice: "Enough!"

The old priest sat on the ground, spitting blood weakly: "Child, have you seen the power of the Virgin Mary? Offer your piety and become a believer of the Virgin Mary, you are blessed!"

"Leave Xiaolongqiu Town!" Xing Tianli said word by word, "You are not welcome here. Whether it is your Holy Mother Church or them! This town does not welcome you!"

The old priest looked at Xing Tianli with interest: "Oh? Can you represent this town?"

Xing Tianli nodded slowly: "I can represent the folks of Xiaolongqiu Town."

The old priest shook his head slightly and smiled: "My child, you have made a mistake. In the Great Yu Dynasty, those officials can represent this country."

He stood up with great difficulty, picked up the black divine robe that had fallen on the ground, and slowly put it on.

"Believe me, child, within three days at the latest, we will get the official document issued by your provincial governor. We will legally and rationally own a piece of land in this charming town and build a magnificent church!"

"The glory of the Virgin Mary will forever cover this land."

"And all the evil demons' plans will be wiped out under the glory of the Virgin Mary."

The old priest smiled broadly.

Gradually, wounded priests gathered from all directions.

Xiangliu, Baifei and others also summoned the militia and Yingji soldiers who had suffered heavy casualties, and escorted them away quickly.

Neither side gained any advantage.

The people who suffered the heaviest losses were the folks of Xiaolongqiu Town!

Xing Tianli tightly grasped the Tongtian Magic Bamboo, and dozens of priests had quietly pointed their guns at him.

The old priest took out a silver bell from his sleeve and shook it gently. The clear sound of the bell was carried far, far away by the wind.

The wounds on the little nuns were healing at an inhuman speed, and their white shells had also almost healed on their own.

Xing Tianli was silent for a long time, then turned around and left quickly.

(End of this chapter)