Young master, why not become a corpse immortal?

Chapter 114 Bone-Melting Technique

The mountain wind, carrying the smell of rust, snapped the tree roots in half.

Suddenly, a deafening sound rang out, and an old tree as thick as a bowl crashed down, its splinters carrying droplets of blood, the source of which was unknown.

But it's definitely not Lin Jiang's.

The pebbles, carried by the strong wind, grazed Kang Shazi's cheek, the stinging pain reminding him he couldn't linger. He could only raise his arm high:
"Retreat first!"

Upon receiving the order, everyone else immediately retreated, but Nianyuan glanced at the battlefield in the middle of the field twice.

He clearly wanted to help fight Bai Zifeng, but unfortunately his own cultivation level was far inferior. He tried to rush forward two steps, but was forced back by the gale.

All I could do was spit out a mouthful:
"What a strong wind!"

Little Ginseng had just killed a bandit and wasn't quite satisfied yet. She was pouting when she heard the sound of retreating, but when she looked towards the battlefield on Lin Jiang's side, she couldn't help but open her mouth wide and shout repeatedly:

"Draw in a notebook! That's how you draw in notebooks!"

"Hey, little miss, let's get out of here!"

Tiger Robe controlled Square Bone and ran outside with Little Ginseng in his arms.

In the distance, where they were locked in combat, the three were still locked in a battle with no clear victor.

After a few exchanges, Lin Jiang was not defeated, but he couldn't land a single punch on Bai Zifeng.

Lin Jiang's strength was actually far superior to Bai Zifeng's. Bai Zifeng didn't dare to face his straight punch head-on and could only retreat to the side.

However, when faced with Lin Jiang's attack, Bai Zifeng only needed to give it a gentle push, and Lin Jiang's attack would deflect and land in an empty space to the side.

It was clearly a case of using minimal force to achieve maximum effect.

and……

Lin Jiang always felt that even if Bai Zifeng wasn't looking at him, he could still act one step ahead of him.

What kind of martial art is this!
However, Lin Jiang felt no frustration at this moment, only excitement!
Every punch he throws becomes experience, which he swallows into his mouth, making his next punch even more powerful!
Since wide, sweeping elbow strikes weren't working, Lin Jiang tightened his movements, making himself move in smaller increments; since punches were blocked, he made his punches more concealed.

Bai Zifeng was drenched in cold sweat. The woman wielding the precious sword was already difficult for him to deal with, but he never expected that this kid behind him would become even more powerful!
Bai Zifeng's "Three Heads and Six Arms" technique is actually as fast as a blade or axe cutting through the wind, with afterimages overlapping to form the illusory shape of six arms.

If it weren't for real skill, he should have perished here long ago.

No matter how skilled he is, he can't hold out for long against two opponents at once!
Clenching his teeth, Bai Zifeng glared at Lin Jiang with eyes wide with fury:

"An impenetrable lump of iron! What exactly are you?!"

As he spoke, he swung his axe at Lin Jiang twice more. Lin Jiang dodged the first blow, but the second one landed on his head.

With another crisp snap, sparks flew as Bai Zifeng's axe was deflected once more.

Lin Jiang was displeased: "What do you mean? It's not like I was the only one fighting, why are you only blaming me?"

The risk of losing a piece is a bit high!
I sparred with this little girl; it was a battle of equals, a clash of martial arts.

What are you?!
Is it some kind of tough, unbreakable piece of meat?

How dare you say that!
Bai Zifeng was in a hurry when he suddenly felt a cold light on his neck.

He glanced to the side and realized that the knife-wielding girl who had been patiently standing by had seized the opportunity and was slashing directly at his neck!

Bai Zifeng was too slow to dodge, so he could only do a split on the spot, and the blade sliced ​​across his scalp.

There was no pain, but Bai Zifeng felt a chill on the top of his head.

Seeing the few strands of hair slowly drifting down from the sky, Bai Zifeng's face turned ashen.

Feeling the wind above his head, Bai Zifeng felt that he was probably bald.

Oh shit!

Two of them ganged up on me! No heroes like that!

no,

We need to get out of there first!

Bai Zifeng cursed inwardly and tried to retreat, but he was entangled and unable to break free.

A fierce glint flashed in his eyes. He reached into his robes, pulled out a jade bottle, uncorked it, and flung it out violently.

The small bottle exploded the moment it left Bai Zifeng's hand, turning into a faint fragrance that wafted towards the girl and Lin Jiang.

Hidden here is a disease, which was given to him by one of the general's retainers when he met the general sometime ago!
Although not fatal, it can buy a fleeting opening.

The fragrance was wafting out, and just as Bai Zifeng was about to run away, he suddenly saw Lin Jiang open his mouth and take a deep breath!
The thing he just threw out, along with the bottle, ended up in Lin Jiang's mouth!
With a clenched tooth, a crunching sound

Lin Jiang swallowed the bottle!
what?
This time, Bai Zifeng truly stopped thinking, and even the movements of his hands froze for a moment.

His movements became chaotic.

Lin Jiang chuckled and took a step forward to stand in front of Bai Zifeng.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, he threw a jab directly into Bai Zifeng's chest.

This punch was unlike the previous wide and sweeping ones; it started only two inches away, yet it was so fast that even an axe could not catch it.

Before the fist even landed, the gale-force winds already made Bai Zifeng's throat taste bloody.

Bai Zifeng's eyes widened, but he couldn't dodge in time.

The punch landed squarely on his chest. His sternum caved in like a shattered drum, and the fabric of his clothes exploded with a blast of air.

How could a person stand still? He stumbled and fell backward a few steps.

Despite his best efforts to avoid it, he was unexpectedly hit by Lin Jiang's punch.

Moreover, the damage caused by this punch was several degrees greater than Bai Zifeng had expected!

Although not fatal, it did break Bai Zifeng's protective aura.

This moment of stagnation gave the girl an opportunity.

With his waist and stance in perfect harmony, he unleashed a horizontal slash, a sliver of cold light gliding across Bai Zifeng's waist as his entire upper body was sent flying.

It fell directly to the ground.

The severed half of the body stared intently at Lin Jiang one last time, as if trying to memorize him.

Lin Jiang was very dissatisfied.

I only managed to land one punch on you the whole time, and the final blow that killed you wasn't from me either. So why are you staring at me with your eyes wide open in death?
Something is wrong.

Shaking his hand, Lin Jiang glanced around. The bandits from before had long since disappeared, leaving only Kang Shazi and his group guarding the distance.

Only then did he realize that his clothes were torn.

There was no other way; we had to tough it out.

"What impressive external martial arts skills!" the young woman exclaimed sincerely to Lin Jiang. "Jiang Jinyue, an official of the Six Doors of Zhenping Division, may I ask your name, sir?"

"My surname is Zhu. Miss Jiang, you can call me Zhu Da."

As soon as Lin Jiang finished speaking, his sleeve fell down.

He awkwardly clutched the tattered cloth, pondering how to find a new shirt.

After a few words of laughter, Jiang Jinyue went to check on the situation of her subordinates.

Seeing that there were no problems with the people she brought, she looked at the long sword in her hand with considerable dissatisfaction:

"Senior, why are you not putting in any effort?"

“How could I not have put in any effort? If I hadn’t put in any effort, you would have been cut in two by now!” Changdao was also very dissatisfied: “You’re not like this young man, who has such amazing external martial arts skills. I had to take several of your blows.”

"Your artifact, which possesses some special abilities, cannot possibly produce such a small amount of noise when it exerts its power."

"The method of 'pointing stars' isn't actually pointing stars. How do you know that my method isn't to protect you?"

Lin Jiang had good hearing and could hear the two men praising his impressive external martial arts skills.

He was a little embarrassed.

He actually tried very hard to hide, but he failed every time he tried.

This was Lin Jiang's first time facing a truly high-level martial artist, and he gained more than he had from all the previous opponents combined!
They are not on the same level at all.

What Old Zhao said was true; a martial artist is indeed a tough nut to crack without needing to "transform" himself.

The punch did indeed hit Bai Zifeng, but Lin Jiang could feel that Bai Zifeng's physical strength was far superior to that of the previous page.

If it really came down to a fight, unless he hit the head or heart, he would have to throw three or four punches to kill the martial artist.

The difference in martial arts skills between the two sides was too great. Moreover, the opponent had a long-handled weapon. If Lin Jiang exerted force, the opponent would use skillful force to break through his stance, and most of his strength would be dissipated.

In a one-on-one fight, although he could remain invincible, Bai Zifeng would not be able to defeat him, and Lin Jiang would also find it difficult to capture this slippery old hand.

No wonder people say that warriors are domineering.

I need to practice even harder in the future, and if possible, I should also learn a proper martial art.

Composing himself, Lin Jiang was about to exchange some polite words with the guests from the Six Doors in front of him when he suddenly noticed out of the corner of his eye that something was wrong with Bai Zifeng on the ground.

Looking to the side, the mutilated body resembled a deflated sac, instantly collapsing into a human skin!
The others around also noticed this scene and rushed to the human skin.

"shadow play?"

“Impossible.” Jiang Jinyue shook her head: “Most shadow puppets don’t have any special skills. If a shadow puppet could cultivate to the level of Bai Zifeng, then there must be a master on the mountain!”

In the end, it was the knife in Jiang Jinyue's arms that emerged halfway:
"This... is probably a bone-melting technique."

"What ability?"

"A sinister method of resurrection requires the establishment of soul tablets by at least forty-nine people. If one dies, one's flesh and blood can transform into skin, and the soul can leave the soul tablet and be resurrected in the body of another living person!"

Lin Jiang immediately thought of the soulless people of Feng'ao Mountain:
"The bandits of Feng'ao Mountain died without souls or spirits!"

"How can a living person be without a soul?" the longsword said. "I'm afraid this person used some kind of technique, treating others as flesh and blood bags transformed from their own body!"

"He didn't die; he probably went straight back to Feng'ao Mountain."

Lin Jiang stared at the ground and found that the long-handled axe was still there, so he reached out and picked it up.

A buzzing sound emanated from within the long-handled axe, the only sound being a mechanical, repetitive thought:
"Clearing the mountain to cut firewood...clearing the mountain to cut firewood."

While it can't be said that there was absolutely nothing to gain, but...

Where will Bai Zifeng go after being beaten up like this?
P.S.: I was writing until 4 or 5 a.m., and I really couldn't write any more. I'll save up some more drafts.

(End of this chapter)