Headless Immortal

Chapter 51 Pure Violence

The monster suddenly leaped up and spread its arms in mid-air.

Pfft!

The two bandits with knives were thrown headfirst into the mud, their heads completely submerged in the ground, their bodies twisted into an arch.

Blood gushed out of the crevice like a spring. At first, the body twitched twice, then it became motionless, clearly indicating that it would not survive.

The great demon was none other than Lu Xun.

"what!"

The terrified screams awakened the bandits.

One bandit fell to the ground, while another took off running, only to turn around and become a headless corpse still moving. His head was now held in the hand of the great monster, like a wine jar.

The monster casually shattered the gourd shell, its gilded demonic eyes flashing past the bandits.

Gunner Ge Shun roared.

He used his rudimentary true energy to try and stop the great demon with his gleaming spiked club.

The spiked club is not suitable for people in the martial arts world. It is heavy, large, and inconvenient to carry. You can't swing it unless you have a lot of strength.

Ge Shun was different. He was eight feet tall and had superhuman strength. He was irritable and easily angered from a young age, and became even more ferocious as he grew up, often maiming or even killing people.

The county magistrate sentenced him to death and ordered his arrest, but he killed the constables and yamen runners who were supposed to be arresting him, and then fled to Yalong Mountain to become a bandit.

Even bandits do things differently; as soon as they join, they replace the original gunner and become the leader's most capable assistant.

Over the years, he has committed countless atrocities, including arson, murder, and looting, relying entirely on his physical strength. The spiked club in his hand weighs sixty pounds, and the bones and blood of those who die under its blows are all crushed into a lump of mud.

Whether they are monsters or strongmen, they are doomed to die if they encounter a brute like him.

The bandits were no longer afraid.

No one can beat the cannon.

The tower-like cannon head swung its spiked club.

"Ow!"

Screams echoed through the night sky.

Ge Shun, who was always standing with a waist two feet tall, collapsed and rolled on the ground clutching his chest.

No one had heard the cannon's screams before; they seemed no different, except louder and more agonizing. He must have been in excruciating pain to let out such a agonizing howl.

In the terrified, shrinking pupils of the cannonhead, a beastly claw stomped down, and the cannonhead's voice abruptly stopped, like a chicken or duck being grabbed.

Wu Tonglu leaped into the air.

A wolf enters a flock of sheep and feasts on them!
Every move the great demon made resulted in the loss of one or even several lives.

"monster!"

Someone finally shouted it out, though no one knows who it was.

For a moment, the sounds of fighting ceased.

Even Sun Shen, who was locked in combat with the sorcerer Song Yuan, couldn't help but turn around.

The Song and Yuan dynasties were far ahead of them.

You wouldn't believe it until you look behind you. Wow, the scene behind you is a mess of corpses. The well-trained bandits are like newly fired clay pots in a furnace, easily broken at the slightest touch.

Some were missing arms, some were missing legs, and some headless corpses lay in pools of blood and mud.

Sun Shen Shuangxing's large eyes shrank to pinpoints as she exclaimed in horror, "A great monster!"

A great demon with ape-like arms, wasp-like waist, tiger-like back, and iron claws.

The great demon strolled under the moon, wielding his power with abandon.

In the blink of an eye, no one was left standing in its way.

Not to mention the bandits were terrified, even the constables who didn't have time to escape were all tense, and the students who were still in a panic huddled together.

Only Cheng Yan, with his sword held high, stared intently at the monster's back, not daring to be distracted in the slightest.

He remembered that the senior had said that he was lacking a certain energy in his heart, and that he should visualize a demon taking action to control violence.

Now he has actually seen it.

It’s really extraordinary!

There was no daring to dart left or right, nor any chaotic movements; only the most primal violence.

The ruthless and bloodthirsty bandits of just moments ago have become delicate porcelain pieces that need to be cherished in the blink of an eye.

Each blow was not accompanied by screams and howls, but by the chilling sound of bones cracking and shattering. Before even a muffled groan could be heard, the once dry earth was stained with surging blood.

Wu Tonglu opened his arms to embrace the bright moon.

The moonlight, so bright it seemed, would ripple with the slightest breeze.

laugh.

It took a deep breath of the slightly cool wind, like a whale drawing water.

There was no discomfort in my throbbing chest; I only felt incredibly refreshed.

The feeling of being alive!
He trod through the mud beneath his feet, and the silvery snowflakes shimmered in the moonlight. His eyes showed no sorrow or joy; everything seemed insignificant to him.

Wherever it passed, darkness descended.

His direction was toward Feng Ba, the chieftain of the stronghold, who was riding a tall horse.

The horse snorted and took a half step back. Animals are far more sensitive to danger than humans, and the chill in their bones made it want to retreat.

However, the burly man sitting high on it, dressed in tattered armor, clearly had other ideas. He squeezed his legs together and sat down on the fine steed, his heels shoving together.

"drive!"

The fine steed galloped off with all its might.

Feng Ba, who was gripping the horse's belly and standing on the stirrups, used the horse's strength to swing his broadsword.

The knife was very long and heavy.

As the horse galloped toward the monster, Feng Ba forcefully reined in the reins, and the fine steed suddenly raised its hooves high, heading straight for the seven-foot-tall monster's body.

Large animals also possess immense strength; their hooves alone can exert at least a thousand pounds of force, and a single strike can even shatter the hardest skull.

The great monster neither dodged nor evaded, but instead spread its legs into a bow stance, its fists surging like pythons emerging from their caves, directly meeting the high-raised hooves of the horse.

Boom!

Wu Tonglu Xun's feet sank an inch and a half into the ground.

The fine horse's forelegs were completely torn from its body, and it fell to the ground with a mournful cry.

Feng Ba, who was sitting high on it and swinging his broadsword, didn't even have time to strike before he was blasted away by the terrifying force, crashing heavily to the ground. He coughed up a lot of blood, his chest and back caved in, and his legs were twisted into a pretzel by the fine horse. He tried to stand up several times but failed.

He slowly got up, only to have his head grabbed and lifted by the fanged armor.

The giant monster in front of him, resembling an ape, reached out and placed its palm on his shoulder.

Give it a gentle tug.

The head and neck separated easily.

"How can it resemble the Five Gods so much!"

Finally, one of the constables recognized the great monster.

Although many of them did not participate in the final encirclement and suppression, they still saw Wutong Mountain Lord when they were escorting the river bandits on the riverbank.

What a terrifying and arrogant monster!

They intimidated hundreds of people and plundered the tax revenue of Meilan County.

However, this kind of monster still died at the hands of the Demon Suppression Captain.

Perhaps they mistook it for another great demon similar to the Five Gods.

Song Yuan licked his dry, cracked lips, feeling a sense of retreat. Earning tens of thousands of taels of silver was already difficult enough, and now a powerful monster had appeared. He feared that if he didn't defeat Sun Shen, he would become a sacrifice in the monster's stomach.

Thinking of this, Song Yuan gathered and dispersed clouds with both hands and released them into the sky.

"rise!"

A rough, soaked rope reached into the clouds.

Using his light-footed skills, Song Yuan climbed up to the halfway point of the rope in just a few steps.

Seeing that the promising leader was about to run away, Wu Tong Lu Xun grabbed the wine jar.

"Let's play in the water!"

[Spell: Playing in Water (Entering the Inner Chamber) (Moonlight)]

The wine in the jar turned into three water arrows.

A feather was stuck to the rope, yet it didn't break.

The remaining two arrows went straight for Song Yuan, who was on the rope.

Song Yuan swung his sword and shattered the water arrow, but he couldn't free his third hand. The water arrow struck the robe he was wrapped in, making him sway, but he didn't fall off the rope. After a few more steps, he finally reached the clouds.

As the organization operated, the gray robe suddenly unfurled, forming a huge human-shaped kite.

Using the rope that stretched high into the sky, Song Yuan pushed hard with both arms, spreading the large kite wide.

The kite disappeared into the distance into the night.

Wu Tong Lu Xun sighed inwardly, for what he wanted most was the mage's head.

This is someone who can rival Sun Shen, and his martial arts and magic are not to be underestimated.

He should be as powerful as a high-ranking lieutenant.

It doesn't matter if he didn't get it; he's already taken quite a few heads, enough to collect some ashes.

Reaching the headless corpse of the chieftain Feng Ba, Wu Tong Lu Xun stripped off the man's tattered armor, rinsed it with water, and then put it on himself, nodding in satisfaction.

Complete the task of eradicating evil!

Wu Tonglu sniffed the air and headed straight for the mountain stronghold.

(End of this chapter)