With a sword drawn, he laughs proudly, his martial prowess dominating the heavens!

Chapter 120 Death Note Gains Another New Character

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Dark, shiny spikes pierced through the window paper.

Li Che had excellent eyesight; he could see that the sharp spikes extended upwards, but instead were covered in dense downy hairs.

They're not spikes, they're spider legs!

"Up to the roof!"

In the blink of an eye, the two of them burst through the roof tiles.

Just one glance was enough to send chills down Li's spine.

Three to five feet away from the house, countless dark shadows slithered about, and a stench enveloped the area, making people dizzy and nauseous.

Spiders with bellies as wide as an arm, brownish-red centipedes over three inches long, and colorful, triangular-headed venomous snakes spitting out long tongues.

This west room seems to hold some kind of irresistible beauty, drawing them all in.

Li Che's Adam's apple bobbed, and a chill ran through him. His trypophobia was secondary; he was genuinely afraid of these things, especially snakes—he had been afraid of them since his past life!

Could it be the Five Poisons Sect?

Looking to the left and right, the main house was also filled with poisonous creatures, and there was a constant rustling sound from the forest.

At this moment, he finally understood why the Beggars' Sect members were circling the house; they must have scattered a substance to attract poisonous insects and creatures earlier.

Linghu Chong, on the contrary, showed little fear. He thrust out his sword, piercing through two palm-sized spiders that had just climbed onto the roof. Thick, viscous green liquid splattered out, making Li Che feel nauseous.

Ren, just wait to be slaughtered!

In The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, besides the Five Poisons Sect and the Hundred Herbs Sect, both of them have unclear ties with the surname Ren and are targeting Li. Who else could it be but Ren Yingying's doing?!

Li Che was furious and grabbed Linghu Chong, ready to run away.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh—!"

Just then, arrows rained down from all directions; these were not ordinary bows and arrows, but bamboo arrows.

Li Che's heart skipped a beat; something seemed to be hanging from the end of the bamboo arrow. He immediately shouted, "Be careful, it's poisoned! Don't puncture the thing hanging there!"

A series of crisp "crackling" sounds rang out.

The two men slashed and thrust, or deflected bamboo arrows with the hilts of their swords.

Unfortunately, there were simply too many bamboo arrows, and many fell onto the roof. Only then did Li Che realize that what had fallen were actually small oil paper packets.

As soon as the paper package landed, the amber liquid splashed out instantly, with a few drops landing on the two of them, and a thick, sweet scent spread.

"Honey? Oh no!"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a loud "buzzing" sound came from all directions.

Under the moonlight, countless wings glowed with light, each about three inches long when spread out.

Beneath its wings lies a massive bee belly, about the length of a thumb, and at the end of its tail, a glossy black stinger that is a full five centimeters long.

The presence of bees above and a sea of ​​insects below demonstrates the enemy's ruthless intent to kill.

Li Che's face was ashen, filled with rage. He forced himself to calm down as the swarm of bees surged forth, and who knew how many more would follow.

While light-footed agility might allow one to evade danger temporarily, it's difficult to guarantee that one won't be injured by poisonous creatures when using them as leverage.

No matter how high your martial arts skills are, you can't withstand the bites of poisonous insects.

There's no guarantee that Jie Feng and the others aren't hiding nearby, waiting for him to run out of energy before delivering a fatal blow.

We can't wait any longer, we must leave immediately!

He glanced around, his gaze lingering on the southwest corner of the courtyard before stopping abruptly.

Then, with a misstep, half a tile flew out into the air.

The outermost wine jar, three or four feet tall, shattered with a crash, spilling its contents. Linghu Chong laughed loudly, "It's spirits!"

Distilled liquor, as the name suggests, has a high alcohol content and is flammable.

Although Master Linghu has given up alcohol, his nose is still very sensitive.

At this moment, his body was covered in sticky filth, and the blade of his sword had been painted with a yellow-green hue, yet he could still smell the aroma of wine.

The giant bee had an even more sensitive nose; the stench of the poisonous insects seemed to have no effect on it whatsoever, and it charged straight toward the two of them, drawn by the sweet scent.

"Help me out for a moment!"

"Brother Li, please go. Linghu Chong won't die!"

Before he could finish speaking, Li Che flicked his wrist and cleared away the poisonous creatures in front of him. Then, he shifted his feet and sent five more flying.

"Drink one—!"

He focused his energy in his dantian, the tiles floated like clouds, his figure moved like a swallow, and his sword protected him in front.

"Thump thump thump—!"

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By the time they guessed the fourth tile, they were already above the wine jar.

Seeing that the wine jar was filled with poison, Li Che suppressed his nausea, flipped his wrist and spun his sword, instantly severing the snake at its vital point, decapitating the centipede, and removing the spider's abdomen, thus unleashing a massacre.

"Thud—!"

The fifth tile landed right on the mouth of the second-tiered jar. Li Che stood on one leg and kicked it hard.

Wine jars fell into the courtyard, shattering with a loud crash.

He tore his coat in half, soaked it in alcohol, lit it with a tinderbox, and threw it into the courtyard.

"Take off your clothes and get out of here!"

"boom--!"

The raging fire surged like waves, spreading in all directions. For a moment, the courtyard was filled with howling and shrill sounds, and the sounds of people twisting and scraping the ground rose and fell.

Li Che abandoned his sword, grabbed the last two jars of wine with both hands, and kicked them diagonally with his toes, sending up palm-sized pieces of broken porcelain flying.

Linghu Chong tore off his clothes and leaped into the air, his front foot landing perfectly on a shard of porcelain. He then used the momentum to lift himself up and landed on the shattered tiles amidst the flames.

Linghu Chong, the great hero, naturally mastered the art of the Three-Layered Clouds of Mount Hua!

Li Che exerted force with both arms, and the two wine jars whistled towards the gate. "Use the front door!"

The spilled wine, along with the fire, spread all the way to the outside. Li Che grabbed the hilt of his sword, slashed at the giant bee, and stepped into the sea of ​​fire, catching up with Linghu Chong in a few steps and rushing out the door.

Poisonous creatures fear fire, it is their nature. The fire in the courtyard grew stronger and stronger, and in a short time it had ignited the wooden gate and fence, and then spread to the three large rooms.

The giant bees overhead couldn't stand the heat, so the two of them took off their outer clothes. The sweet and cloying fragrance couldn't compare to the heat of the west-facing roof.

The number of giant bees chasing the two decreased, and the buzzing grew fainter.

Li Che swung his sword and killed the last giant bee. He glanced at the courtyard again. The two large horses he had just bought at great expense were already limp on the ground. He wondered if the fat shopkeeper was still alive.

The two dared not stop and sped westward under the cover of night.

After walking half a mile, poisonous insects and bees became rare.

The two brothers exchanged a glance. They were all wearing only their undershirts, their shoes were blackened, and their hems were filthy. As for their longswords, Li Che wanted to throw them away with disgust.

Li Che glanced at the crescent moon in the sky, his face cold and his voice icy, "There are quite a few, just kill them all!"

"The enemy is a master of poison; it's best to be careful."

Li Che frowned and pondered for a moment, "With such a display of force just now, the traitors certainly didn't have time to redeploy. If we don't eliminate them tonight, our escape route will be uncertain."

Walk!"

Despite the danger just now, Li Che had pushed his Zixia Divine Skill to its limit, yet he couldn't hear a single beast's cry or insect's chirp; the forest was eerily quiet.

The two circled around and returned to the woods west of the post station.

Li Che looked at the three huge square boxes in front of him, with the dense netting scattered to the side and a giant bee stuck on it.

He grew suspicious. When did the Five Poisons Sect start beekeeping?!

Tonight, I only saw a spider, a centipede, and a snake among the five poisonous creatures. The number is also wrong. Could it be that I guessed wrong?

"They can't have gone far, give chase!"

Li Che led the way, with Linghu Chong following behind. The two of them followed the trampled, crooked new grass in the forest, making their way around to the north side.

A short while later, Li Che stopped abruptly and looked up at the gentle slope on his left.

"Li Che of Mount Hua, you truly live up to your reputation; even this cannot kill you."

"I'm also very curious. How could someone of Chief Jie's status serve the Demonic Sect? And how could he possess such excellent insect-repelling skills!"

"Sigh~" With a long sigh, several figures appeared from behind the slope. "I naturally have my reasons, but it's hateful that Zhu from the Hundred Medicines Sect is unreliable. This will only cause more trouble."

Li Che sneered, "You seem very confident that you can kill me!"

"I know that Young Master Li is highly skilled, so I have no choice but to find some helpers."

"Gentlemen, why aren't you showing yourselves?!"