Terrifying Heavens: I'll directly worship the Black Law of Fengdu!

Chapter 319 It's You I've Decided
After observing for a long time, Wang Ying discovered that Lin Jiu cared about two people in particular. One was a man with a sleazy appearance wearing wooden-framed glasses, who seemed to be Lin Jiu's apprentice. Because he loved him so much, he was also very strict with him.
There was another young man in a Western-style shirt, fair-skinned and delicate. Judging from his words and actions, he was not from an ordinary peasant background; he was probably a rich young master from the provincial capital. Lin Jiu appeared to be full of righteousness, but when facing this rich young master, he acted like a spineless dog, putting on a disgusting act.

There are no truly good people in this world.

Ha ha.

Wang Ying sneered, setting her sights on the fair-skinned young man, waiting for him to leave the village or for nightfall before making her move...

Ambushing someone is an extremely tiring task because you can't afford to relax for even a moment; an accident could happen in the blink of an eye.

She had been squatting there from noon until evening, and finally saw the young master come out of Lin Jiu's residence and head alone towards the mountains beyond the village...

good chance!
Wang Ying immediately followed them secretly.

The forest was dark, and the young man, who looked frail, walked very fast. Wang Ying was able to keep up with him only because she was familiar with the forest. When they reached the top of the mountain, she saw that the young man was holding a compass and looking around as if he was looking for something.

Whoosh!
Knowing that Bo Tu was using all his strength, Wang Ying leaped out of the bushes, lifted her cloak, and two skunk-tail-like things shot out, heading straight for the young master's waist.

A flash of cold light!
The two tails fell to the ground, broken in two, and blood splattered everywhere as they thrashed about.

The young master held a long, jet-black sword in his hand, turned around, and looked at her indifferently, seemingly unsurprised by her sneak attack...

Wang Ying knew she had met her match. She stared intently at the young master and asked, "Just who are you?"

The young master was Li Xuan. He touched his face and said helplessly, "You all always judge a person's strength by their appearance, which is easy to get taken advantage of..."

He raised his longsword, twirled it, and said in a gradually deepening voice, "You have used evil magic to burn, kill, rob, and harm the innocent. I now intend to take your life and cast your soul into the hell of Fengdu for judgment."

Wang Ying laughed: "You hypocritical bastard, what are you to be qualified to judge me!"

Li Xuan said, "I am the judge of Fengdu, upholding the law and walking the world. Evil people are in power, and evil spirits do evil. They are all sent to hell to be judged, to cleanse the world and restore the balance of right and wrong."

Wang Ying couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Pah! What nonsense! Judge? Is that an official position given to you by the Qing Dynasty, or an appointment letter from the Republic of China? I've never heard of such a position!"

She slowly opened her cloak, revealing it teeming with cockroaches. She then abruptly threw it off, and instantly, cockroaches swarmed towards Li Xuan, numbering at least a couple hundred…

"I won't kill you, but you have to do one thing: exchange your life for the lives of my two younger brothers!"

Cockroaches are flying everywhere in the air!

Feeling uneasy, Wang Ying ripped off her cloak and flung it forcefully, instantly releasing a swarm of bats that rushed towards Li Xuan's tender flesh...

The sword light flashes!

Li Xuan's swordsmanship is inherited from Master Jiang in "The Age of Zombies". Although it is the swordsmanship of an ordinary martial artist, it is very sharp compared to the world of Uncle Nine!
However, Li Xuan also learned the swordsmanship from the "Seventy-Two Arts." The "arts" in this swordsmanship are techniques of magic, using the sword as a medium to slay demons...

Many battles of wits are actually information warfare. If you can know the enemy's methods in advance and then launch a targeted attack, you will most likely win.

Li Xuan wielded his longsword, slicing the cockroaches into pieces. However, even if he were a magical fan, he couldn't possibly stop so many cockroaches at once. So he took a deep breath and spewed out a large amount of flames from his mouth and nose, burning them to pieces. The ground was covered with roasted cockroaches and bats fluttering about.

The bat's methods are amazing; it can die and come back to life. He knew there was a weakness to this method: find a white bat and kill it.

Sure enough, a white bat was hanging upside down among the treetops on the mountaintop. Li Xuan put away the compass in his left hand, and a black pistol appeared in his palm. He raised it and fired a shot at the white bat!
boom!
The white bat exploded!

Wang Ying was struck as if by a heavy blow, flying backward and crashing to the ground, blood flowing from the corner of her mouth.

She stared in horror at the gun in Li Xuan's hand, her voice no longer so arrogant: "You... how can a sorcerer use a foreigner's gun in a duel? You've disgraced the sorcerer..."

Guns are firmly controlled by the army, warlords, and security forces in some large provincial capitals.

The guns held by ordinary bandits and civilians were mostly homemade, because they were not mass-produced products. They were all made by hand using molds, so their quality was questionable.

Once, bandits robbed a village's homemade gun workshop. The bandits were so excited to get their hands on the guns that they fired a few shots in celebration. Then they went straight to the next village to rob. But eight or nine out of ten of these homemade guns either failed to fire during the fierce firefight or exploded when they were fired...

This matter has spread widely.

After that, the bandits would only try to buy good guns from the warlords. If they couldn't get any, they would buy some explosives to keep the situation under control.

Wang Ying possessed evil magic that made her men invulnerable to swords and spears, so she naturally looked down on foreign guns and continued to carry out robberies with very primitive machetes and cold weapons.

She also specifically targeted villages to rob, so she wouldn't run into cannons.

Who would have thought that Lin Jiu would be involved with her?

The person we're trying to capture today, Li Xuan, not only knows magic, but also marksmanship... He's utterly devoid of martial ethics.

Wang Ying stared at the dark muzzle of the gun, her heart tightening. She scrambled to her feet, muttering to herself, and with her arms outstretched, she roared with a ferocious expression, "You can't hurt me..."

Li Xuan refused to believe it and fired directly!
boom!
Sparks flashed across Wang Ying's chest, causing a slight dent, but the bullet bounced to the side, as if she were wearing an ultra-thin bulletproof vest.

Li Xuan knew the solution was to use blood to draw blood.

But he didn't!

He walked to a nearby rock and sat down, pointing his pistol at Wang Ying and repeatedly pulling the trigger. Bang bang bang bang, the bullets fired rhythmically!
Wang Ying was forced to retreat continuously, each bullet feeling like a heavy punch to her body, her internal organs churning, and a metallic taste rising from her throat to her mouth and nose.

She saw the clicking sound coming from Li Xuan's pistol and immediately laughed, "Out of bullets, huh!"

With a flick of his wrist, Li Xuan dropped the magazine, and another magazine popped out of the purplish-red gourd and fit perfectly into the pistol, completing the magazine change in a second. He then pointed the gun at Wang Ying again: "I want to test how many bullets your invulnerability can withstand."

Gunfire rang out again!

Wang Ying's body was riddled with dents, and her internal magical power was surging wildly. The invulnerability brought by the evil magic could no longer withstand it. Blood spurted from her nostrils, and she suddenly lost her breath. A bullet entered her body, wantonly destroying her flesh and blood.

She screamed and rolled on the ground, her eyes filled with terror. She quickly raised a hand and cried out, "Don't shoot! I give up!"

(End of this chapter)