My experience of grinding in another world

Chapter 510 Resistance
The East Garden of the City Lord's Mansion in Feng'an City.

Outside the door, in the long corridor, Lü Liang sat behind a long table, lost in thought.

Accompanied by a series of faint footsteps, a scholar in white robes appeared from the withered bamboo grove at the edge of the courtyard, sporting a strange and fake smile.

King Worry-Free!
Lu shuddered, his body agitated by the Yin spiritual power within him.

"Young Master, you must not act rashly." Lu Shisan, who was sitting opposite, quickly stood up to dissuade him: "Worry-Free King is easy to kill, but if you kill one, you will be entangled by countless clones of Worry-Free King."

"If we really make a move, then we'll have fallen right into the trap set by the Lord of Qingyang City!"

Without waiting for Lü Liang's response, he quickly waved his hand.

Immediately, a black-armored ghost soldier suddenly appeared beside Li Wuyou. He kicked the soldier away into the courtyard and rushed out after him.

With the sounds of fighting growing increasingly distant, the ghostly soldiers and Li Wuyou quickly disappeared from the city lord's mansion.

Lü Liang's face twitched, and he clenched his fist tightly: "Damn old bastard Xiao!"

After a long while, he regained his composure: "Any news about the group of ghost soldiers who were sent away by the Yellow Springs Ferry?"

Lu Shisan shook his head with a grim expression: "There are 108 people in the 12th group, and there's been no word from them."

"Not a single one?" Lü Liang asked incredulously.

Lu Shisan nodded solemnly: "I'm afraid they were either intercepted by Qingyang City or they fell victim to the poisonous hands of the Prince of Wuyou."

"Feng'an City has become a completely isolated city that can be entered but not left?" Lü Liang's face was gloomy.

Lu Shisan nodded with a grim expression: "With the Eastern Longevity Scripture, most of the people in the city have already grasped the Three Paths Curse."

"But the aura of the River of Oblivion summoned by the Three Paths Curse can only temporarily drive away King Wuyou, but cannot stop him from killing."

"I'm afraid only the divine power of the Yin God can drive it away. We can only try to buy time and wait for the city lord."

"If we encounter them before then, we can only try to have the ghost soldiers lure them away."

As soon as he finished speaking, accompanied by a series of cracking sounds of withered branches and fallen leaves, the white-robed scholar Li Wuyou reappeared.

Lü Liang stood up with a grim expression: "You can lure away one or two, but do you think you can lure away a thousand or ten thousand?"

"My presence has probably been specially marked by Qingyang City. Even if I don't make a move, this damn thing will keep coming after me."

"How long can the 20,000 Yin soldiers of the Thousand Blades Camp help me stall for time?"

"It's better to fight for survival than to wait to die in fear."

……

Ten days later, in Feng'an City.

A withered burdock leaf, no bigger than a palm, drifted in the wind, flew over the city wall, and twirled down onto the deserted street.

On the west gate of the city wall.

The ghastly green flames fell from the sky like shooting stars.

boom!
A pit three meters in diameter appeared on the hard bluestone ground, and Li Wuyou, dressed in white, lay in the center of the pit.

His head slumped limply against his left shoulder, his limbs were twisted and broken like pretzels, his chest was sunken, and he was severely injured all over.

Even so, it still smiled and kept twitching and struggling.

The eerie green flames roared, and Li Wuyou, trapped within them, was like a wax figure, slowly melting into thick blood that dripped onto the ground.

Lü Liang staggered back two steps, leaned against the city wall, and sat down with a thud: "This King Wuyou is getting harder and harder to kill. Old Ghost Xiao really deserves to die."

Lu Shisan, equally disheveled, leaned against the city wall and said, "Young Master, please don't rush to scold the City Lord of Qingyang."

"Could you turn down that yin fire a little, so that the monster dies more slowly and I can catch my breath a bit more?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Wuyou, who had been convulsing and struggling, suddenly stopped moving and then turned into ashes with a "poof".

"This damn thing can actually understand human speech?" Lü Liang was so angry he laughed: "Thirteenth Uncle, you really can't blame me, it blew itself up."

Lu Shisan couldn't help but grit his teeth: "Old devil Xiao really deserves to die!"

Before the two could recover, a figure in white appeared before them again.

"This damn thing is trying to kill us with exhaustion," Lü Liang said helplessly, bracing himself against the wall behind him as he tried to stand up.

But when he saw Li Wuyou's figure clearly, he was immediately frozen in place as if he had been struck by a spell.

At this moment, Li Wuyou was still dressed in white, a strange and fake smile on his face. The difference was that wisps of bright red smoke swirled around him. The smoke seemed gentle and weak, but when it swept across the bluestone slabs at his feet, the sturdy city wall, which could withstand the bombardment of secret techniques, instantly turned to dust!

A divine embryonic form?!
Lü Liang's pupils contracted, and he felt a tightness all over his body.

That red smoke was clearly a phenomenon that only the aura of the Dharma could produce.

The newly appeared demon king, Wuyou, already possesses the power that only divine spirits and yin spirits have.

This is a fundamental difference in power. Even if he gathered the divine power of 20,000 Yin soldiers, he still couldn't withstand it!

With a bitter smile, Lü Liang slumped to the ground: "Thirteenth Uncle, I'm afraid we can't hold Feng'an City anymore."

boom!
No sooner had he finished speaking than a plume of black smoke shot through the air like a cannonball.

Not far away, the carefree king was grazed by the black smoke. His upper body, which seemed to be made of fine black sand, was shattered without any resistance. The severed area at his waist and abdomen was a bright red, like burning charcoal.

Lü Liang stared in disbelief and quickly got up to look in the direction from which the black smoke was coming.

In the distance, on the horizon, two figures, one black and one red, were constantly colliding. With each collision, bursts of energy erupted, and the aftershocks swept across the sky, causing large swaths of clouds to vanish with a roar.

"Is it that Mr. Lu?" Lu Shisan couldn't help but widen his eyes: "He actually managed to fight the Prince of Wuyou to a standstill?"

"Haha! Now our Feng'an City is saved!"

……

Chen Mu, whom Lü Shisan regarded as his savior, is now in a tough battle.

After more than twenty days of continuous fighting, they killed seventy-three Li Wuyous in succession. The opponent's strength was growing stronger and stronger; even a casual strike was accompanied by the aura of a Dharma image.

If he hadn't used dozens of strange demons to perfect the Five Dragons Scripture, he probably would have already had his heart and liver devoured by Li Wuyou.

At this moment, he was in mid-air, his right fist raised behind him, his whole body resembling a fully drawn longbow.

The five dragon phantoms behind him flashed by, and a layer of black light immediately appeared on the surface of his right fist.

He then appeared behind Li Wuyou as if he had teleported.

Five Dragons Formation!

hold head high!
With a loud, explosive sound, Chen Mu threw a punch.

boom!
The air suddenly exploded, and Li Wuyou flew out like a huge meteorite falling from the sky, crashing to the ground with a bang.

Rocks collapsed, mud flew everywhere, and a crater tens of meters in diameter appeared.

Li Wuyou lay at the bottom of the pit, and through the large hole in his chest, one could even clearly see his broken spine and half of his heart.

Glancing at the unchanging, fake smile on the other person's face, Chen Mu leaped up the city wall in a flash.

The first thing he saw was Li Wuyou, who was only half a body, and he immediately panicked.

There's more than one of these weird things?
Listen carefully!

The moment the secret technique was activated, images of half a city flashed through his mind.

Then he discovered that Li Wuyous, some with stronger auras and some with weaker ones, were wandering around the streets and alleys.

Chen Mu's face twitched violently.

One Li Wuyou was already keeping him on his toes; imagine if these countless Li Wuyous joined forces and swarmed him...

I wish I hadn't gone back to Feng'an City!

"Which direction is the nearest River of Oblivion?" Chen Mu hurriedly turned to ask Lü Liang.

He had verified this multiple times on the way here. Li Wuyou was afraid of the aura of the River of Oblivion. He guessed that as long as he could hide near the River of Oblivion, he would most likely be able to get rid of Li Wuyou's entanglement.

Before Lü Liang could answer, the feeling of being stared at by countless malicious eyes returned.

He then noticed that countless Li Wuyous slowly turned around and looked at the city wall where he was standing.

Li Wuyou, who was in the large pit outside the city, stopped struggling. Strands of bright red smoke spewed out from his wounds, and his powerful aura rapidly declined.

Meanwhile, Li Wuyou, who was originally weak, seemed to have his aura rapidly strengthened, like an inflated balloon!
The next moment, these identical-looking Li Wuyous jumped onto the rooftops and rushed towards Chen Mu's location, their clothes disheveled.

Chen Mu: “…”

No, I was just asking for directions, I didn't mean to do anything to you, why the hell are you all coming after me?
Damn it!

(End of this chapter)