The sickly girl is killing her way through the weird world

But she was very obedient; if Bai Yao needed her to do something, Bai Qian would do it.

Using Bai Yao to threaten himself...

There's no stopping point when you back up.

Either keep retreating, or don't retreat an inch.

In short, Bai Qian completely agreed.

If someone reaches out, cut off their claws.

Then, find its arms, its body, and remove its head.

There are only thieves, not those who guard against thieves.

If you bump into Bai Yao, you can just chase them to their deaths.

To hurt someone? You might as well just kill them.

The monster transformed into a viscous liquid and disappeared from Bai Qian's sight.

According to the information on the panel, the Zhigui should be dead.

Probably dead.

The raindrops kept falling, forming lines one after another.

The black-haired girl held up her crystal-clear, jade-like fingers.

Like a white jade index finger, it emits a faint, reddish glow.

found it.

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The earthenware jar moved one zhang at a time, as if it were teleporting.

If a normal person encountered this scene, they would probably be so frightened that they would run away, thinking they had seen a ghost.

But for the Zhigui at this moment, it felt more like encountering a ghost.

It didn't know how Bai Qian had just shattered its clone with a single sword strike, but a strange premonition told it that it definitely had to run.

As for Lady Bai Feng, at most, she will be killed and devoured by Him after His descent into the world.

But if I provoke her now...

It's probably going to be gone by now.

Leave Baifeng City now and hide for a few days.

To get revenge, you have to at least survive.

The earthenware jar was moved around continuously. According to Zhigui's estimate, Zhigui would need to be moved about ten more times before he could leave Baifeng City.

When that time comes, find a place to hide.

Rain fell on the ground, and bloodstains stained the water.

The earthenware jar suddenly stopped in place.

Under the dim rain, the black-haired girl stood there without an umbrella.

Her straight hair was soaked by the rain and clung to her drenched white clothes, with water droplets falling from her long, thin eyelashes.

She stared at the earthenware jar without blinking.

The rain curtain seemed to transform into a deep, bottomless pool, and at the end of that pool lurked a monster.

run?

Zhi Gui would still think that way at first glance.

There was silence for a moment.

I'll fight her to the death.

nothing to say.

I'm afraid of her, but that doesn't mean there's absolutely nothing I can do.

He had harbored resentment and hatred for so long, the hatred that had been sealed in a vat for so many years.

She doesn't understand, and she never will.

After figuring it out, Zhigui no longer hesitated.

The wooden lid emerged, and a woman's blood-stained figure crawled out.

The earthenware jar fell to the ground, and dark red sludge flowed out from its opening.

They wrapped around the body of the pig-like creature, causing its missing limbs to regenerate. Then, arms grew from its abdomen, shoulders, and hips. These arms varied in thickness, some resembling male arms and others female arms.

These arms looked as if they were forcibly sculpted onto its body, creating an unnatural and disjointed appearance, with dark red bloodstains running down their sides.

The rain seemed to be distorted by an eerie aura, turning from transparent to blood-red.

A blood-red glow illuminated the girl's expressionless, delicate profile.

She showed no emotional fluctuations, and seemed completely oblivious to the bizarre changes.

Carrying the sword given to him by Pei Huan, he slowly walked up.

The monstrous creature, or what should be called a multi-armed monster at this point, did not back down.

She might not be inferior to Bai Qian, but she simply didn't want to argue with her. All she wanted was revenge, so there was no need to harbor resentment for so many years and fight Bai Qian to the bitter end.

Regardless of what power Bai Qian possessed just now, she is still a human being.

Whether human or demon, they are inherently inferior to the supernatural.

Fragile flesh will rot at the slightest touch; this is the rule of heaven and earth. So now all I need to do is get close to Bai Qian and then use my aura to erode her.

She had no idea how terrifying the power of all the resentment and hatred she had harbored over the years was.

Despite thinking this, I didn't go forward.

The deformed arm suddenly grew and reached out to grab Bai Qian, who was walking slowly towards it.

The sword flashed lightly, and the arm fell to the ground.

A hint of joy appeared in Zhigui's heart.

It watched as Bai Qian slowly walked across the ground where her arms had landed.

The dark red flesh writhed twice on the ground, then suddenly leaped up and charged toward Bai Qian, who was right in front of it.

Her slender, white fingers grasped the mass of flesh and blood.

Bai Qian did not shift her gaze to the flesh and blood; she looked at the pig-like creature.

Clenching his fists, he crushed flesh and blood, splattering dark red blood onto the white jade.

They carelessly tossed aside the shattered flesh and blood.

As the pig-like creature looked at Bai Qian, one arm after another grew out and rushed towards her.

Bai Qian's steps did not falter in the slightest.

She carried her sword and walked through the rain.

One arm after another fell.

Perhaps realizing that dragging it out was useless, the boar-like creature simultaneously grew seven or eight arms from its back, and then it ferociously confronted Bai Qian.

She's just a human being, and humans get hurt, so let's trade injuries for injuries.

With this thought in mind, Zhi Gui came to Bai Qian's side.

Immediately afterwards, I regretted it.

The air was filled with an aura that could not be corroded, but was enough to distort people's minds. Bai Qian stood in the air, her indifferent face remaining unchanged from beginning to end.

It couldn't hit her; the force that could break steel and shatter stone with a casual slap was useless against her, who was as ethereal as a cloud. Its impact on her was perhaps less than the torrential rain or the puddles at her feet.

Whether it has seven or eight arms, or more than ten arms, if it can't hit anyone, it's no different from having only one arm.

Logically, these human martial artists should not be able to cause any harm to him, whether it's cutting or smashing; such damage would be ineffective.

But clearly, she cannot be calculated using common sense.

A sacred light seemed to emanate from those clear, cold eyes.

Every time he swung his sword, he would take off an arm.

The pig-like creature will then grow another one, as if it doesn't want to give in to the girl so easily.

This is not a cycle, because the number of pork knuckles stored by the pig demon is not infinite.

When Bai Qian chopped off the last elbow, the ending was already set, or rather, the ending was set from the very beginning.

The ground was covered with writhing flesh and blood. The limbs that the boar had collected seemed to have lost their vitality, and they were moving about in the puddle in a daze.

The pig demon no longer grew arms; its limbs were reduced to just its two feet, which supported its last bit of resentment. But looking at the girl's indifferent eyes and her relaxed movements as if she were just taking a walk, it was a sight to behold.

It seemed to collapse, its massive body sprawling on the ground.

Invincible.

The rain was still falling.

Bai Qian looked at the pig-like creature lying on the ground in front of her and tilted her head slightly.

Instead of rushing to attack, she crouched down in front of the monster and gently patted its deformed head with her longsword.

"Not having any more babies? No need to rush, you can continue having babies slowly on your arm, I can wait, anyway you're only having one..." She spoke softly, as if chatting casually.

"I'll cut one down."

Volume 1: Chapter 38, Fortunately

The pig-like creature is not dead yet.

It lay on the ground, sensing the presence of the person in front of it.

He felt the cold gaze of the girl in front of him.

What she said was not wrong, or rather, it should be said that...

What she said has already come true.

She cut off all the arms she had built up over the years.

By now, Zhigui no longer dared to resist.

She didn't even want to look up.

Naturally, he wouldn't beg for mercy.

“If you kill me here, the same thing that happened to me will happen to you. Those people are already preparing to summon Him into this world,” the monstrous creature said.

These words were not meant to make Bai Qian stop.

It's more like some kind of curse.

Upon hearing this, Bai Qian, who was standing in front of the pig demon, gave a faint "oh".

He raised the sword in his hand and slowly brought it down.

The rain continued to fall.

The pig demon was cleaved in two by a single sword strike, but it did not die.

For the supernatural, it's unrealistic to think that these wounds alone can kill them.

Bai Qian was not in a hurry; she simply raised her sword and then brought it down.

One sword, two swords, three swords...

What the Huang family and Baifeng Temple had never done to the Zhigui, Bai Qian accomplished.

Is cutting off limbs and turning someone into a human pig more severe than slow slicing?

Or, to put it another way, would a monster die if it were chopped into mincemeat?

The dark red flesh and blood shattered into countless pieces.