Headless Immortal

Chapter 137: The soldiers are fierce and very dangerous

Back hall.

The Taoist priest, wearing a patched robe, had a face as pale as paper. He leaned on a large purple-blue sword to barely keep himself from falling. His arms trembled slightly, and his calves were shaking like leaves. His robe was torn in several places.

The longest gash was grotesque, like a wild beast opening its bloody maw, with blood gushing out and pooling at his feet.

Crackling.

The electric arc extended from the palm to the sword, and then back from the sword to the palm, staining the wild hair that had been damaged by the broken hairpin, making it look like a mane.

cough.

Zhang Huaisu coughed up blood, inserted two fingers into the Yin-Yang Dharma Wheel of the Purple-Green Greatsword, and slowly twisted the Dharma Wheel.

far away.

Clad in illusory armor and a black veil, the White Sect's Holy Maiden wielded a slender, soft longsword that resembled a whip more than a sword. Her waist and abdomen were pierced by sword wounds, and the most severe wound was on her right shoulder, as if it had been completely pierced by a greatsword. The wound shimmered with light and emitted a burnt smell. A precious jade on her chest emitted light, stabilizing her body.

The White Sect's holy maiden, though cold-eyed, still possessed a tender affection, her snow-capped peaks exuding arrogance. She glanced sideways at the wound on her shoulder, then looked at the Taoist priest.

Behind the black veil, her red lips parted slightly: "Yang Wulei of Longhu Mountain lives up to his reputation. It's a pity you have no soldiers or guardian deities. You can't fight alone. Even if you are highly skilled in martial arts and have mastered all kinds of supernatural powers, you won't be able to leave this Meng County government office today, even if you are protecting a girl."

Upon closer inspection, it turned out that it wasn't just the Taoist priest.

A figure was tucked under his arm beside his Taoist robe.

"Is the Taoist priest just a novice trying to be a hero who saves a beauty? She's just a little girl, how can she compare to the lives of thousands of people in Zhangzhou?"

The saintess sighed from afar, her whip sword flying through the air, unleashing a serpentine aura: "You so-called righteous sects simply don't understand what the real big picture is."

White Lotus Dragon Killer.

Thunder God and Lightning Goddess, swiftly unleash your supernatural powers.

The law comes.

Zhang Huaisu braced himself, and his greatsword Yang Lei transformed into a circular bolt of lightning: "I will save millions, and I will save even one person!"

Thunder magic danced wildly, turning into lightning, and Zhang Huaisu's eyes emitted golden light, causing the protective aura of the Golden Light Divine Mantra to rapidly dissipate.

A burst of white light turned day into night, and then illuminated night into a bright white.

I felt dizzy and disoriented. The sounds around me were muffled and indistinct. The pain in my body seemed to lessen, the sword no longer felt heavy, and the metallic taste in my mouth had disappeared. It was as if even my soul had been shaken out of my body.

call out.

A black shadow shot into the hall like an arrow, crashing to the ground with a thud. The human-faced owl's monstrous form was distorted, and the sea-patrolling yaksha coughed up blood: "Holy Maiden..."

"Quick, let's go! That monster is coming!"

The black-veiled saintess glared coldly at the two protectors, but before she could utter a rebuke, a rumbling sound came from the front hall as the magically sealed doors and windows were smashed open.

A towering wall rampaged through the crowd, crushing and collapsing beams and pillars in its path, until its imposing figure was revealed. With its trunk raised high and its mouth booming, it roared, "Where is the Taoist priest?"

"The Taoist priest is here!" came a weak, yet excited and joyful roar.

Long.

The beast's paw stepped out and entered the brick hall, the blue bricks shattered and dust flew up, a giant winnowing basket-like hand scooped up the Taoist and hid him on the side of the tortoise shell, the Living Buddha Lu Xun glanced at him with his black and gold demon eyes and saw that although the White Sect Holy Maiden's injuries were terrible, they were far less than the Taoist's, so he couldn't help but turn his head and ask in a deep voice: "Didn't you say you could handle her?"

Zhang Huaisu gave a bitter laugh: "I was just bragging."

The veiled saintess's cold eyes revealed no change in expression; she simply said, "Mobilize the army."

As he spoke, the precious jade on his chest emitted light that struck the Living Buddha Lu Xun.

Baoguang.

A burst of golden light shot from the turtle-shaped gem on its forehead, transforming into six beams of light that shot straight up.

After the clash between Yu Guang and Bao Guang, only Lu Xun and his group remained in the hall. Without hesitation, they turned and ran away, carrying the Taoist priest and Shu Er.

The power consumed by the Peach Blossom Spring Buddhist Refining Hall was too great, and the Living Buddha Lu Xun was no longer able to pursue the White Sect Holy Maiden. If he did not leave, he would be trapped and killed in the county government by the tens of thousands of troops of the Jing Shi Association.

He did come up with a brilliant idea: to replace Wan Chaohai's head with Wan Chaohai's to lead the army. However, Wan Chaohai's zombification was too severe. The White Lotus of the White Sect Saintess gave birth to silver armor, leaving only a white zombie with a blue face and fangs.

Even if he were to have Wan Chaohai's head replaced, Jing Shijun would still mistake him for a zombie and riddle him with arrows.

Furthermore, the White Cult demoness would not allow him to summon the Iron Corpse Warrior in his white zombie form.

Just as the saying goes, even in death, the "meat mountain" of Jin Huangliang will not find peace.

He had neither the ability to summon little devils to carry his sedan chair nor the skill to make paper figures to replace them.

How to do?
Let's break out of here.

This brute strength is really useful in crucial moments.

He took a full two zhang (approximately 6.6 meters) in one step, when he heard the Taoist priest's voice calling from under his arm: "You can turn into a cat, go first."

"shit!"

Lu Xun coldly retorted with two words: If he wants to leave, he won't come back.

Not minding that the Taoist had picked up another burden from who-knows-where, he simply asked Shu Er: "How many troops are outside the gate? Which side is the weakest? What is the current situation of the heretics and strange people? Have they broken through the encirclement?"

Shu Er beckoned, and a yellow-haired mouse nestled beside Shu Er's large ears, squeaking.

"Your Majesty, of the five hundred iron corpses at the main hall entrance, three hundred have been transferred away by the two generals of the Jingshi Army, leaving two hundred to hold the front gate, along with five hundred elite troops transferred from the main camp. More than half of the heretical ascetics have died, and a small breach has been torn open, with a few escaping and disappearing into the alleys of the county town."

Lu Xun snatched Zhang Huaisu's sword, cut a gash in his palm, and used it to gag Zhang Huaisu.

……

When Lu Xun and his men returned to the collapsed palace, where only a few walls remained, the heretics lay scattered on the ground, mostly barely breathing, blood and saliva mixed with blood trickling from their mouths. Iron arrows had brutally pierced through everything, and even the remaining half of the palace had been leveled, leaving them nowhere to hide.

The stench of blood was thick and pungent, mixed with a foul and rotten smell. Lu Xun's pale green forehead furrowed into a deep frown, finding the screams grating on his ears.

Since they already knew that Jing Shijun wouldn't let them go, why didn't they listen to Zhang Huaisu and help him deal with the White Sect witch?

He didn't voice his grievances. Business is all about mutual consent. If the deal didn't go through, why blame others? It would only make him seem petty.

Huang Jinliang broke off the arrow shaft from his body. Now was not the time to remove the arrowhead. Seeing the Living Buddha return, he said loudly, "Your Majesty, the Jing Shi Hui's troops have blocked the county government. You can't escape with so many people. Why don't you come with us and charge again? Several heretics have already escaped into the city through the opening."

The few men who had been focused on defending immediately turned around, their eyes flashing with joy. They had organized two attacks but had been forced back by Jing Shijun. Some of them had escaped, but most had died on the way. Now, only the four of them remained in the main hall.

Although those who remained were all elites, their numbers were still small. Surrounded by five hundred soldiers and two hundred strongmen, their deaths were inevitable once their magical power was exhausted. Seeing the Living Buddha Lu Xun return, they all found hope.

“Okay.” Lu Xun readily agreed: “Follow my instructions.”

"Respect the King's command."

“Your family has connections in Xiangxi, you should be able to shake off the Iron Corpse Warrior, right?” Lu Xun put down his ear and pointed at the slick-haired young man.

The young man was taken aback, but did not hold back, saying, "Years ago when I went to western Hunan, I obtained a treasure called the Corpse-Suppressing Bell. I just used it, but it doesn't seem to have much effect."

"Because you are missing the Corpse King. Every Corpse Master must have a Corpse King by their side for the Corpse-Suppressing Bell to function at its best."

A hoarse voice came from the side of the towering turtle monster, and Lu Xun put Zhang Huaisu down.

The Taoist's condition had clearly improved; the wounds had stopped bleeding and sprouted new buds, and his pale, paper-like face had regained its color. This was all thanks to the Living Buddha's precious blood. Unfortunately, it could only treat internal and external injuries and could not restore his magical power; otherwise, it would have been a truly miraculous elixir.

"Taoist Priest!"

The fox-faced women of Zhujiabao were overjoyed. They had thought there was only the Water King of Jiangzhou, but they didn't expect that Zhang Huaisu of Longhu Mountain was still alive. This gave them a greater chance of success.

In fact, with their methods, they didn't need to be forced back at all; they could have taken advantage of the chaos to hide in the county town.

But that doesn't solve the problem. Jing Shijun has taken control of Meng County, and hiding in the county town will lead to his capture sooner or later. It's better to let the weaker ones scout ahead and see how things go.

"Enough with the nonsense, just tell me how to do it!" The burly man, exuding a menacing aura, shifted his gaze from Zhang Huaisu to the Living Buddha Lu Xun.

"I'll borrow your longsword for a moment."

Lu Xun opened his giant hand, took the Purple-Green Greatsword, tore open another wound, walked to the Golden Beam of Flesh Mountain, and said, "Drink it."

Huang Jinliang looked hesitant and surprised, frowning. They had refused to drink the zombie blood that Wan Chaohai had brought up earlier, and they certainly didn't want to drink the blood of a monster of unknown origin now.

Zhang Huaisu laughed and said, "Drink up, I won't hurt you."

Huang Jinliang cupped his hands and drank the strange blood without hesitation. Lu Xun did not show favoritism; all four of them received the precious blood. However, some pretended to swallow it, while others held it in their mouths, seemingly waiting for the changes in the person who drank it first.

Huang Jinliang opened his eyes wide, exerted force with both arms, and with a snap, the iron arrowheads on his body were forced out. In the blink of an eye, the bleeding from his wounds stopped, and a look of joy appeared on his face.

"Good baby!"

The burly man, who had been exuding a murderous aura, also looked much better and asked, "I have long heard of a paradise on the Xunyang River, where a living Buddha resides. He can bring the dead back to life and heal the wounded. Gold and silver treasures are like dirt to him. Even the Jingshi Society of Zhangzhou has invited him several times. Could Your Majesty be the living Buddha of the paradise?"

Lu Xun remained noncommittal, then looked at Ma Weiye and said, "I told you to ring the bell, so ring it."

Ma Weiye nodded.

“Huang Jinliang, I will help you jump into the army formation in a moment. If you feel it is dangerous, you can help me instead.”

Huang Jinliang examined the body of the Living Buddha Lu Xun and shook his head, saying, "Your Majesty, rest assured."

He might not be able to send Lu Xun into the army formation to break their formation.

Scattered arrows continued to destroy walls and ruins.

Lu Xun grabbed two thick tables, one in each hand, and said in a deep voice, "Fight your way out!"

"kill!"

Then they saw that the Mountain of Flesh also picked up two thick tables to use as shields, followed by the Ears of the Bureau.

"Fire arrows!"

Two hundred Iron Corpse Warriors and five hundred elite troops completely blocked the front of the county government office. Their armor was pressed tightly together like undulating waves. With a command, the bowstrings crackled like a roaring river.

Whoosh whoosh.

The dark, heavy rain of iron had turned into clouds and enveloped the group, pressing down rapidly.

Xuanjia!

The Living Buddha Lu Xun roared and howled, and a round shield of blue light made of six-sided splicing enveloped everyone. He then directly lifted the Golden Beam, his legs sinking into the ground by five or six inches.

The nine-foot-tall Golden Beam weighed at least two or three tons. Lu Xun's veins bulged, and he staggered forward, then spun halfway around and threw the Golden Beam away.

Huang Jinliang was wrapped in two thick tables, holding two in each hand. He was thrown by Lu Xun and crashed into the army formation with a loud bang, breaking through the wall of iron armor. As he charged into the battle, he swung his arms and knocked down a group of soldiers. Some were even thrown by his terrifying strength and smashed into more soldiers.

"Steep him out!"

General Zhao immediately mobilized the Iron Corpse Warriors.

"Ring the bell."

jingle.

The bell rang crisply, accompanied by a furious roar.

The silver-armored corpse king roared.

The Corpse King's roar froze the warrior's movements.

"Who?"

"go!"

After regaining the head of the Living Buddha, Lu Xun charged straight into the horde of armored zombies. The bewildered iron zombie warriors, unable to form a proper battle formation, were easily pushed aside by Lu Xun. His ten-foot-tall figure was like an armored vehicle, mercilessly crushing everything in his way. Anything that tried to block his way was shattered by his fists, limbs flying everywhere, severed arms falling to the ground, and blood flowing all over the ground.

"Don't let a single one escape."

General Liu was furious, but his eyes were also filled with horror. He had originally intended to slowly wear down these heretics and trap them in the county government office, but he never expected that this damned turtle would ruin everything.

Before he could think any further, his body froze. It turned out that the head on his neck had disappeared.

Tearing apart the army formation of the Iron Corpse Warriors, the five hundred elite soldiers were no match for them. Lu Xun took the lead, with Huang Jinliang supporting him. With one monster and one man, two mountains of flesh in front, they quickly cleared a path.

"Out of town!"

They couldn't stay in the county town, so the group headed straight for the town gate without hesitation.

The White Sect's Holy Maiden arrived late. The defeated soldiers were absorbed by the new army of the Jing Shi Army, which at first glance doubled in size. Soldiers from all directions also blocked their path.

"Stop them."

"Run."

"Let's sneak into the city. If we keep running like this, we'll be caught sooner or later." Ma Weiye was terrified when he saw the army in front of and behind him. He ignored everyone else and turned into the alley first. Zhu Yanyan ran away as well. The river bandits with their menacing aura had disappeared. Only the Jiangbei gang leader, 'Huang Jinliang', was left.

Blood was still seeping from the holes in Huang Jinliang's body as he laughed loudly, "A bunch of rats." He then looked at Lu Xun and said, "To be able to fight alongside a hero and great demon like you, I have no regrets even if I die."

"It's not time for a fight to the death yet."

Lu Xun showed no sign of panic.

Head transplant.

The towering turtle monster vanished, replaced by a colossal creature standing upright, a mere ten and a half feet tall. It had black fur and red scales, mottled colors, a bloody mouth like a gate, sharp teeth like swords, and a tongue resembling a halberd. Its four wings on its back suddenly flapped, and its long tail coiled up, pulling everyone together.

Huang Jinliang immediately took the Taoist priest's ear and the girl into his arms.

gliding!

With a flap of its four wings, Lu Xun, the serpent, rose from the ground and glided over the gathering soldiers.

It landed with a loud rumble and walked close to the ground.

The city wall was right in front of us.

Zhang Huaisu said, "What should we do?"

Before Lu Xun could answer, a voice called out from afar: "Your Majesty!"

A white toad riding a thunderbolt charged in, while a black-armored figure emerged from the ditch, roaring, "Your Majesty, go first! I'll cover your retreat..."

The tall, black-armored figure flew up, only to be caught by a giant hand: "Go to hell."

Lu Xun slung the black armor over Benlei's back, then stuffed the Taoist priest and the others onto it. Even the demonic beast Benlei was grimacing under the weight. Lu Xun took two steps forward, braced himself against the city wall of the county government office, and shouted, "Aren't you leaving yet!"

Benlei exhaled two puffs of white smoke from its nose, let out a proud roar, and galloped up, stepping on the tortoise shell.

In just two or three steps, they reached the top of the wall.

"Want to go?"

The Holy Maiden of the White Sect, leading a large army, had arrived at the city walls. Perched atop a high platform, she held a large bow made of ox horn and chanted the White Lotus Sutra. Arrows forged from black iron and gold suddenly emitted a burst of white light, their arrowheads aimed directly at the turtle monster's head.

"Neither birth nor death, the White Lotus Goddess descends, time flies like an arrow, slaying the Demon King."

"Your Majesty, be careful!"

Lu Xun turned his head, and the white ape leaped across the ravine to catch the cat. It looked like they were about to fall to the ground because they had lost their support in the air.

Boo!
A dark figure pierced through the clouds like a shuttle.

The iron claws went straight for the black cat.

flap.

A black feather drifted down, and the black cat Lu Xun grinned, "My future is here."

"Holy Maiden, I'll go after it..." The human-faced owl immediately spread its wings. He realized that the black eagle monster was no match for him, and if he went to chase it now, he should be able to catch up.

Unexpectedly, the saintess stopped them.

The White Sect's holy maiden raised her hand to stop the human-faced owl, saying, "You are no match for them. Besides, we have more important matters to attend to."

"But……"

Meeting the saintess's frosty eyes, the human-faced owl covered its mouth and lowered its head.

Her red lips parted slightly: "We will meet again."

(End of this chapter)