[Martial Arts] Infinite Chamber Game

When the three palace fighters held hands and hopped out of the layers of encirclement like three wild ducks, Ximen Chuxue was already in a tough fight.

He had been learning swordplay since he was seven years old, and had been traveling the world since he was fourteen. He had no idea how many treacherous and ungrateful people had died under his sword. He had always felt that when the sword pierced his opponent's throat and blood spurted out, the brilliance of that moment was incomparable to anything else.

Things are different now.

When he swung his sword, it could only scratch the skeletons one after another. The sword would get stuck in the hard bones, and the skeletons with ghost lights in their eyes would take this opportunity to raise their scimitars and shields and slash at him fiercely! Therefore, every time he swung his sword, he had to use all his strength to smash the skeletons in front of him with one sword, and at this time, more skeletons would swarm towards him.

The sword moves do not require any skills, and the sword techniques do not require any changes. It just needs to be fast enough and powerful enough!
This is not how the sword should be used. If he continues to chop and kill like this, he will develop very bad habits and his sword skills will become vertically downwards like some kind of perseverance.

He was tired of killing.

The sky was as dark as ink, and it was a long moonless night. The roars and shouts of monsters could be heard in one's ears. The only sources of light here were the faint will-o'-the-wisp fires surrounding the church and the fireballs occasionally released by the monster wizards.

Ximen Chuxue was leaning against a dead tree, gasping for breath. The two corpses hanging on the tree were swaying in the wind, and they kept hitting his bleeding left arm.

His palms were covered in cold sweat caused by the pain, and felt a little slippery, but he had to hold the sword tightly and not let go for a moment.

A feather arrow pierced through her left arm. It was shot by the former female Rogue warrior who had been assimilated by the devil. When Ximen Chuxue noticed her bending her bow and drawing the arrow, it was too late to defend herself. The arrow was so powerful that when it penetrated her flesh, Ximen Chuxue didn't even think about it. He immediately used his Qinggong skills and ran away almost like escaping.

Those skeleton monsters emerged endlessly from the sarcophagi in the cemetery in front of the church, and Shi Guanyin was trapped in one of the sarcophagi.

She is still alive, or perhaps she will die soon. Perhaps after she dies, she will be assimilated into an identical monster, and may even be more powerful than that guy called Blood Crow.

This is exactly what Ximen Chuxue felt worried, or even fearful about.

The terrifying dark cave does not scare him, and the various monsters and behemoths do not scare him. What really scares him is this world, a world with souls and hell.

He feared his own fall after death.

In the chilly wind and drizzle, skeleton monsters and zombies with festering bodies but skin as hard as armor are wandering and searching. They have no consciousness of their own, and do not get tired, hungry, or afraid.

Sadly, Ximen Chuxue no longer had the energy to fight them any longer. There were only two bottles of potion left that Akara had given him. They could only heal his wounds but not restore his strength, let alone relieve his hunger.

Should he leave? But Shi Guanyin was sealed in the coffin. If she died, he would die too. If he didn't leave, he would stand here and wait to be discovered by the monster... For a moment, he didn't know which side would die faster.

At this moment, a woman's call was heard from the darkness. The voice was ethereal and almost covered by the voice of demons and monsters, but the urgency in the voice was very clear.

"Ximen Chuxue - where are you - Ximen - Stone Guanyin -"

It’s Lin Xianer!

She finally found it.

What followed was the sound of arrows being shot, bang bang bang, continuously, echoing in this rainy night.

"Ximen Chuxue--" She was so anxious that she was about to cry. Her soft and gentle voice gradually became shrill, making Ximen Chuxue inexplicably feel as if a wronged ghost was seeking his life.

He walked in the direction where the sound came from.

Of course, Lin Xian'er did not come here alone. No one knew what means she used, but she brought three Rogue warriors. Each of them had a knife on his waist and held a crossbow or a crossbow in his hand. There was also the boatman in blue. The four of them protected Lin Xian'er tightly. She also carried a bow and arrow and held a torch in her hand.

"I'm here," he said.

As soon as Lin Xian'er saw Ximen Chuxue, her eyes immediately turned red and she rushed up and hugged him.

Just when Ximen Chuxue was about to push the person away, she loosened her arms and sobbed, with tears streaming down her face.

The light of the torch illuminated the faces of the two people. Ximen Chuxue's face was pale, his forehead was covered with fine cold sweat, and there was blood on his face. Lin Xian'er's face was clean, but it was covered with traces of tears.

She cried and said angrily: "Why don't you just die! Do you know how many bottles of that smelly medicine I drank! Do you know what it cost me to persuade these people to accompany me to come out to find you! Do you know..."

She covered her face and cried bitterly: "Do you know how scared I am..."

"I was living a good life, why did I come to this shabby place! This shabby place!" Ximen Chuxue just stood there, watching her vent quietly.

"Why is my life so miserable? It's bad enough that I live in danger every day, but I have to stay with a man like you. Why don't I just die..." Lin Xian'er cried while reaching into her arms and took out two cakes wrapped in cloth. Ximen Chuxue took them and they were still warm.

The biscuits tasted terrible, like chewing sawdust. Ximen Chuxue ate slowly and heard the boatman say, "Kasha said that as long as you can kill the Blood Crow, you can use these three Rogues for free, but..."

His eyes fell on Ximen Chuxue's left arm that was shot through: "It seems that you haven't succeeded yet, so I have to take these people back."

Ximen Chuxue remained silent.

The group walked slowly, and Warriv continued, "I heard that your ultimate goal is the Hell Devil. If that's the case, then you must send Andariel, who is guarding the Eastern Route, back to Hell."

——Andariel, the Queen of Pain, one of the four little demons of hell. Just by hearing the name, you can tell that she is an extremely difficult character to deal with.

Lin Xian'er was shivering in the wind and rain.

She suddenly asked, "Where is Shi Guanyin? Is she... is she still alive?"

Ximen Chuixue said: "I don't know."

"You don't know? Maybe you haven't found her yet?"

"I saw her being carried by the skeletons into a sarcophagus from which the skeletons were born."

Lin Xian'er shuddered again, but soon, a fierce look appeared on her face: "I will go with you to rescue her!"

Ximen Chuixue glanced at her and said, "Aren't you afraid?"

Lin Xian'er handed the torch to Warriv and took the bow and arrow on her back. When the monster appeared in front of her, she shot an arrow and then shot another one right after. "Of course I'm afraid, but whoever wants me dead, I will kill him! These monsters have forced me to this point, and you are useless. Do I have any other way except to fight on my own?"

...The useless Ximen Chuxue didn't say another word until dawn.

Its daybreak.

In this land shrouded in the shadow of the demons of hell, even the sunlight seemed covered with a layer of gloom, and the sky and the earth were both lifeless gray.

Ximen Chuxue was approaching the Blood Crow step by step.

Lin Xian'er and three rogues were responsible for attracting the skeleton soldiers, which saved Ximen Chuxue from wasting a lot of unnecessary energy. He only needed to concentrate on facing one opponent.

It wasn't easy.

Xuewu was an excellent mercenary when she was alive, so she was recruited to kill the devil of hell and succeeded. So after her death, she naturally became a very difficult opponent.

Ximen Chuxue drank a bottle of potion, suppressing the churning in his stomach. He pierced the damp and cold air with his black-sheathed sword and waved away the incoming arrows. He blocked all of his opponent's routes of retreat as he had done countless times before!
With one sword, Xuewu's bow was split into two pieces, and a pool of blood slowly seeped out of his own abdomen.

With two swords, Xuewu's bird-shaped helmet was cut in half, and bloody blood gushed out. Her demonized voice was sharp and hoarse, and she howled angrily.

Three swords, a flash of bright lightning spurted out, the surrounding skeleton soldiers were struck by the lightning and turned into powder one after another, the bloody black body fell down, and the dark blue soul floated out of the demonized body and gradually dissipated in the wind.

"Shi Guanyin is here!" Lin Xian'er shouted in surprise, "Quick, quick, bring her out and see if she's still breathing. Where's the red medicine? Who else has red medicine?"

ended……

The rain blew on his face, and Ximen Chuxue suddenly felt that the scenery in front of him was gradually blurring, and the sky and the earth were spinning and collapsing.

"Congratulations to player Ximen Chuixue for obtaining 3,000 points, which allows him to draw a skill once."

(End of this chapter)