Headless Immortal

Chapter 127 Defeat one by one
Clad in armor and helmet, a seven-foot-tall demon stands proudly.

The gilded demonic eyes suddenly shifted, casting an eerie light.

We continue to stride forward.

The guards he was carrying were easily tossed aside, like wrung-out rags.

Wu Tong Lu Xun leaped to the long table in one step, taking three steps in two, and the three-zhang-long table was instantly left behind. With a stretch of his ape arm, the mist followed, and his snow-haired hand rushed straight at the fortress lord in front of the chair.

A cold light flashed.

Lu Xun glanced sideways, his hair standing on end. He swiftly moved, pulling a water-based shield from the water and holding it thinly to his side.

boom.

The wine shield exploded, allowing Wu Tong Lu Xun to change his posture, somersaulting and landing on the table, his demonic eyes turning to look at what had been attacked.

The cold light was neither a sword nor a weapon, but an iron fist covered in bright silver armor. The owner of the fist was clad in bronze armor, revealing scarlet eyes, and exuding a violent aura.

The Taoist priest called out the name: "Iron-Armored Corpse!"

Tiger's eyes blazed with fury. To forge such an iron corpse capable of fighting a great demon, one would need an utterly wicked technique, which would have undoubtedly taken countless lives.

Zhang Huaisu immediately raised his sword, turned the yin-yang wheel inlaid in the center of the hilt, and chanted the mantra: "Heaven and Earth are the mysteries of the universe, the root of all energies. Through countless eons of cultivation, I have attained divine power... My body is covered with golden light."

hum.

The golden light burst into flames, and Zhang Huaisu shouted, "Fellow Daoist, I'll stop him!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he charged forward with his sword, his sword energy forming a net that enveloped the iron corpse.

Then Zhang Huaisu flicked his sleeve, and a yellow talisman flew out and stuck to the iron corpse's forehead with a slap. It read: "General's Talisman for Suppressing Zombies." It was clearly a talisman specifically for dealing with zombies, and the iron corpse indeed did not move.

Without the Ironclad Corpse restraining him, Wu Tong Lu Xun was about to kill the Fortress Master.

Water rocket.

Shhhhhh.

The three water jets form a triangular shape.

Instead of retreating, the fortress lord advanced, leaping down from the high platform and sitting down. He then pushed out his palm, and the force of his palm formed a powerful current that blocked the water arrow. With a pop, the water arrow shattered into scattered drizzle.

He chuckled and said calmly, "If you were truly an official of the imperial court, I, Zhang Baohou, would give you some leeway. But you are not only not an official, you are also a demon, and you deserve to die here!"

Although his palm strike was slow, his footwork was as swift as a snake. He closed the distance in two steps and struck Lu Xun with his soft palm.

Collapse of mountains.

As their fists and palms collided, Zhang Baohou staggered back three or five steps before finally stopping, a strange glint flashing in his eyes.

His skills were honed in the military, and his official rank was earned through military service; he has never relinquished them over the years.

He was certainly no match for the Earth Division's captains in the past, but since refining the treasure, he has been completely transformed. Even the Earth Division's captains would not be able to gain the upper hand. Unexpectedly, this ape monster had copper skin and iron bones, and was incredibly strong. Its blue-black skirt armor was also extraordinary. In their first clash, he was at a disadvantage.

He then invigorated his blood and qi, roared, and blue veins appeared on his yellow face, with fangs growing rapidly.

Zhang Baohou turned and drew a tiger-headed spear. With a flick of his wrist, the spear tassel swirled, and a cold glint flashed as he thrust the spear forward. Lu Xun couldn't dodge in time and was pierced through the skin, his clothes stained with blood.

Zhang Baohou advanced with his spear, each shot faster than the last, aiming specifically at Wu Tonglu Xun's neck and his upper body, which was mostly covered by armor.

The flowing blood only fueled the ferocity of the Five-Tong Mountain Lord. However, its length made it even more formidable, and the spear, in Zhang Baohou's zombie state, was impenetrable. Even if Lu Xun wanted to attack, it was like a tiger biting a hedgehog—he had nowhere to bite, and could only be slowly compressed in the space around him and behind him.

Playing in the water!

Bang bang bang.

The stacked wine jars shattered, and the water flowed into a giant python, which lifted Lu Xun up. The python opened its mouth and bit Zhang Baohou.

Zhang Baohou, in a bow stance, held his spear with his armpits slightly open. With a sudden thrust of his arms, the spear flashed, and with a thud, the giant python was cleaved, but the spear also poured down on Zhang Baohou, soaking him to the bone.

Water dungeon.

The water clinging to Zhang Baohou's body formed a water gun cage.

Lu Xun leaped forward, his long arm flashing out a cold light that aimed straight for Zhang Baohou's neck.

Keng.

The water jet split into two pieces, with the first half, no longer under Lu Xun's control, crashing to the ground.

Zhang Baohou, who had been trapped in the water prison, also broke free and thrust his spear at Wutong Mountain Lord. However, it was blocked by a cyan sword. The Taoist and Wutong Lu Xun stood side by side.

The armored corpse, which was immobilized by the talisman, was left unattended, so someone was asked to remove the yellow talisman.

The one who came to Zhang Baohou's rescue was a young man who used a pipe. The smoke he exhaled formed the shape of soldiers, and the slash he had just made was from the pipe. He clearly looked like a pipe-wielding cultivator.

The one who removed the yellow talisman was a short dwarf who had to jump to reach it. The dwarf flipped over and stood on the iron corpse's shoulder, making it look like the iron corpse's head.

The woman with two swords chuckled lightly, "It's quite a rarity for a Taoist priest and a demon to join forces."

"The Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain are nosy. What about you? Why don't you join my Holy Sect? You'll live a life of luxury, and you won't have to sneak around when you eat people."

The woman's bright green eyes and the appearance of fur on her face transformed into a fox's head in the blink of an eye. She sniffed the air and pointed at Wu Tong Lu Xun, saying, "You've eaten people, haven't you? Quite a few."

Upon hearing this, the Taoist priest Zhang Huaisu's expression changed.

He didn't know why the great demon had come, but he vaguely sensed that it was after the kidnapped woman. Now it seemed that the smell he had sensed was correct; the demon exuded a foul, fishy stench.

As the Taoist priest moved away, the fox-faced girl's eyes crinkled into a smile.

Lu Xun seemed oblivious to the Taoist's aloofness, and chuckled softly, his beastly roar mixed with hoarseness: "Noisy."

The fox-faced woman with twin swords remained calm and chuckled, "Taoist, did you hear that? Are you going to cooperate with a man-eating monster?"

Zhang Huaisu's face twitched, he gripped his longsword tightly, and his mouth seemed to hold a piece of ice: "Demon or human, a prodigal son's return is more precious than gold, as long as he turns to good in the future..."

The fox-faced woman smiled calmly: "So, the evil deeds done in the past can be forgiven?"

The Taoist priest fell silent, knowing that the fox woman wanted him to be wary of demons.

Looking around, they saw Yan Xiu glaring at them, Tie Shi eyeing them menacingly, the dwarf swinging his grappling hook, the Zhang Family Fortress Master dragging his spear, and the White Sect Holy Maiden who hadn't yet made a move, looking down at them from a high and mighty position.

Lu Xun turned to Zhang Huaisu and said, "Don't forget why we came here!"

Now, any attempt to explain seems weak; saying you didn't eat it will only invite ridicule. So, just accept it and stick to your goal.

If even this cannot be done, then Lu Xun felt that the Taoist priest should not offer any help, but should return to the mountain to continue his secluded cultivation and not concern himself with worldly affairs.

Zhang Huaisu looked at those gilded, demonic eyes and said in a deep voice, "Not bad."

His gaze darkened, and he looked past the crowd that had gathered around him at the White Sect's Holy Maiden.

He had his own goal: to prevent the White Lotus Sect's Holy Maiden from marrying Jing Shilang, to stop the White Lotus Sect and Jing Shi Army from joining forces, and to prevent even greater disasters from spreading across the land!
Regardless of what the great demon has done in the past, at least for now, their goals are aligned: to be trustworthy. Why dwell on each other's past and waste this great opportunity?

The swordsman dodged ahead, squinting at the standoff—no, it was clearly a siege—and then glanced at the wealthy man in the wide robe and the drunken youth lying to the side. He had been invited to protect someone, but now it seemed he was protecting that 'woman,' though he couldn't see any reason why she needed protection.

He raised his hand and said loudly, "I don't want to get involved in your affairs." Then he turned to leave.

"Did I say you could leave?" the dwarf yelled. The iron corpse curled its legs and its entire armor suddenly burst open, heading straight for the swordsman.

The swordsman roared in fury: "Splitting Mount Hua in two!"

With a single, sweeping strike, he slashed across the battlefield, his blade energy surging a foot higher, clearly indicating he was a master.

The drunken youth, who had collapsed on the ground, sprang up like a slingshot.

Clang. "Attack!"

Zhang Huaisu quickened his pace, his sword tearing through the gray-white smoke, and with a light touch of his toes, he flew straight towards the veiled woman on the high platform like a flying shuttle.

The woman remained undaunted, raising her slender fingers to grasp the sword. Her fingernails traced the blade to the side of the sword, and with a sharp tap, the sword trembled and veered off course.

Zhang Huaisu changed his move, sheathed his sword, and slashed at the woman.

The saintess's entire body seemed to float up, and with a light touch of her toes, she braced herself against the Taoist's arm: "The swordsmanship of Longhu Mountain is nothing more than this."

Pooh!
A white arrow flashed by, and the saintess raised her hand and caught the arrow. At the same time, cracks appeared on her palm, as if porcelain had shattered.

"Watch me kill."

……

"kill him!"

The fox-faced woman wielded her twin swords with incredible speed and agility, like a windmill. Yan Xiu's misty threads tightened around Wu Tong Lu Xun's body as he exerted his strength. As the threads pierced his armor, blood flowed out through the gaps. Zhang Bao Hou's spear, its red tassel swaying, aimed straight for Wu Tong Lu Xun's throat.

Head transplant.

The enormous ape monster suddenly transformed into a black cat.

The cat walks away.

Change direction in mid-air.

The cat's paw reached out and swung at the fox woman. Sizzling, several wounds were cut open on the fox-faced woman's eyelids, and her movements faltered. Then, a heavy, snow-white fist took advantage of the opening and smashed over. With a bang, the fox-faced woman's body curled up like a shrimp, her face contorted in pain. Lu Xun used the force to fly backward in mid-air, somersaulted, and crashed directly into Zhang Baohou.

Zhang Baohou roared and fired his gun, but the monkey instantly transformed into a black cat, using the shaft of his gun as leverage to pounce into his arms. When it reached him, two jade blades came into view.

puff.

The two knives were plunged directly into Zhang Baohou's neck.

Zhang Baohou's eyes widened, his gaze blazing with fury. He bared his fangs and lunged at the ape, hoping that if he could suck its blood, he would recover from his injuries. However, how could Lu Xun give him such an opportunity? He lifted Zhang Baohou's chin with his shoulder, forcing him to shut his mouth, and roared, his fierce and violent energy gathering at the blade.

With a flick of his large hand, Xue Mao slashed the knife across the neck, tearing open the skin and drawing blood, until a head was ripped out.

A hairy palm covered it and plucked it off.

Blood spurted out and landed on the silver-gray fur.

"Roar!"

The great demon let out a long howl, and no one knew where the head had gone. Then, the ape demon, covered in blood, appeared in front of the fox-faced woman and threw a punch. Bang! The pillar behind the fox-faced woman broke in response. Startled, she screamed and turned into a big fox.

Water rocket.

puff.

Water and mist collided, and most of Yan Xiu's body was vaporized, while the dwarf and iron corpse who were fighting on the other side won a great victory.

The swordsman had a hole ripped open in his abdomen, and several claw marks were so deep that bone was visible. The drunken youth who jumped up couldn't stop the iron corpse, and it looked like he was about to die under the iron corpse's claws.

Playing in the water.

A water chain stretched out, wrapped around the two of them, and pulled them backward. Then Wu Tong and Lu Xun arrived.

Water rocket.

Six water arrows forced the dwarf to leave the iron corpse.

The dwarf fell for the trap and jumped to escape.

As he jumped up, Lu Xun also jumped up, the water flowing like a blade and slashing horizontally.

bass.

The dwarf's legs were separated from his body.

"what!"

The screams made Yan Xiu's face turn gloomy. Seeing that he could not subdue the monster, he floated like smoke and flew towards the saintess on the high seat.

Pure white smoke continuously poured into the saintess's body until he completely disappeared. The cracks on the saintess's body slowly healed and disappeared completely.

"Goddess of Lightning and God of Thunder, quickly unleash your divine powers!"

呲呲.

A spark of electricity appeared in Zhang Huaisu's hand. He gripped the blade, and the sword crackled with lightning. Holding the sword in his left hand, he manipulated the Yin-Yang wheel on the blade's jaw with his right. The Yin-Yang wheel spun, and the lightning became a bolt of lightning that covered the entire sword. With a slash from Zhang Huaisu, the saintess's hand fell off.

However, what rang out was a man's scream.

Zhang Huaisu slashed several more times, and the Holy Maiden's body was completely shattered. The outer layer was just a shell, from which rolled the Smoke Cultivator who had just been inside.

His expression changed drastically, and he angrily demanded, "Where is he?!"

Yan Xiu, his hands and feet charred, lay on the ground and gave a miserable laugh, saying, "Hehe, Zhang Huaisu, you've fallen for my trap. The Holy Maiden didn't take this path at all."

No wonder this smoke cultivator, despite his seemingly profound cultivation, couldn't unleash his full potential; it turns out he used all his smoke to maintain the Holy Maiden's divine body.

Yan Xiu exhaled a few puffs of smoke, and the light in his eyes gradually dimmed.

Without the dwarf controlling the Iron Corpse, the Iron Corpse was no match for Wu Tong Lu Xun with its physical body alone. After a few breaths, it knelt on the ground, its joints opening into trickles of water.

Lu Xun used the water prison to suppress the iron corpse, but perhaps his internal organs were injured, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood, his body swaying and somewhat weak.

"Roar!" The armored corpse broke free of the water prison, its armor shattering to reveal its tall, dark blue-green body.

Its face was gaunt, with the skin of its cheeks pressed tightly against its fangs. As its bloody mouth opened, the skin of its face also cracked open. It grabbed the terrified dwarf on the ground and bit him.

The dwarf struggled desperately, his wide eyes filled with fear, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pry open the bluish-black iron hand. It just bit down and sucked, and the dwarf became an empty shell.

The armored corpse leaped up from the ground, its bulging muscles tumbling, its entire body half a head taller than Wutong Luxun.

Snapped!
A purple talisman was affixed to the iron corpse's forehead.

The one who made the move was a Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain.

Zhang Huaisu drew his sword, pointing it at the blood-soaked Wutong Lu Xun, his tiger-like eyes icy cold: "You, have eaten people."

Lu Xun's gaze remained calm: "No."

Zhang Huaisu said, "A true man dares to take responsibility for his actions. You are full of foul and filthy air, without a trace of purity, yet you dare to argue."

"That was not my intention."

Zhang Huaisu wiped the blood off the sword and said, "I have killed many demons and monsters."

“Some demons know how to disguise themselves as weak women, and once they are assaulted, they will reveal their true form and eat people. Some monsters have set their spells on gold and silver treasures to bewitch people. People who are greedy for the treasures will eat people with a clear conscience. Once they are caught, they will only say that the people are greedy and will never mention their own evil and bewitching.”

"And you."

"And what reason do you have?"

"Is it youthful ignorance, or the sins of the world, with greed, anger, and delusion all consumed by you, leaving you with no choice but to kill and eat people with a clear conscience?"

A hearty voice came from the doorway: "Master, this is a misunderstanding!"

The drunken youth scrambled to his feet and bowed, saying, "Earthly Officer of the Wind Chaser greets the Captain."

(End of this chapter)