Demon Sword Immortal

"Ah!" Bai Zhuqing let out a terrified scream.

She had never entered the Dao, and her physical reactions couldn't keep up with the battle, but she knew that when humans fought against demonic beasts, obstructed vision was a huge disadvantage.

The enemy did indeed intend to take advantage of this. On the one hand, the "python body" that emerged from the mouth of the shell bent and tried to coil around Bai Xiang's neck. On the other hand, the flesh of its entire body was rapidly shrinking, almost instantly shrinking into a human skin.

The human skin was extremely elastic, and it was unclear how it was operated, but the drooping hands and feet were bound around the two people like rubber bands.

Just as Bai Xiang managed to use his wooden sword to deflect the python's coiling body, he saw a human skin bag emerging from the dust. Along with Bai Zhuqing, they were bound together by human skin hands and feet, their ankles and arms tightly bound.

Bai Zhuqing felt a chill in her heart. She looked up and saw the head of a giant python appearing in the smoke and dust, slowly approaching them and gradually opening its blood-red maw.

She struggled desperately, but the more she struggled, the tighter the human skin became, almost suffocating her.

Just then, she felt the person she was touching twisting their body.

That's wishful thinking.

She started by exerting force from her waist, swaying her hips like a water snake, and then quickly spread this strange frequency throughout her body, even reaching her black-stockinged ankles.

The human skin lock, which had been tightening ever more, was actually loosening under this strange tremor, and it looked as if it was about to be twisted open.

The giant python narrowed its eyes and quickly opened its mouth to cover the two of them.

Halfway through the bite, the human skin slid off Bai Xiang's body, and he thrust the wooden sword into his own open mouth.

The sharpness of the wooden sword cannot compare to that of a metal sword, but since there are no scales protecting its mouth, the giant python has no choice but to avoid its sharp edge. It forcefully swung its tail from below, trying to take advantage of the python's distraction to attack its lower body.

Surely she can't keep up anymore?

It tilted its head to dodge the wooden sword's blade, then turned its face to bite Bai Xiang's sword-wielding arm, a hint of mockery in the python's eyes.

But Bai Xiang had no intention of dodging at all.

Caught off guard by the approaching shadow, she simply raised her right leg, her black-stockinged feet in red-lace sandals lifting the toe of her shoe, and with a move similar to stopping a ball in a soccer game, she stepped on the python's tail.

"impossible!"

The giant python almost thought it was hallucinating, and in shock, it uttered a human voice.

"This is not a power that Jian Sheng could possess!"

She hasn't forged a sword yet, nor has she undergone the tempering of demonic energy. How can this mortal body compare to her?

When one loses focus, their performance on the spot is naturally greatly diminished.

Bai Xiang first stomped on the python's body until it died.

In that instant of exertion, her foot actually pierced through her sandal, snapped the red rope, and became deeply embedded in the giant python's scales!

"you--"

Amidst the splattering blood, before the giant python could even cry out in pain, Bai Xiang twisted his wrist again, holding the sword hilt in his left hand and the blade in his right, just in time to block its descending maw.

Then, before it could react and immediately let go, I twisted it hard into a pretzel shape!

"boom!"

"Crack, click, click!"

With a loud bang and a crisp sound of bone cracking, crimson blood mist burst from multiple places on the giant python's head, its twisted scales cracked and gushed blood, and even its two eyeballs were squeezed out by the pressure, with brain matter spurting out from one of its eye sockets.

"Shengge?"

Just then, the smoke and dust cleared, and among the scattered crowd, a beautiful woman in a red dress with long hair witnessed how Bai Xiang killed the monstrous demon with brute force, and her eyes immediately turned blood red.

Shengge is dead, and I've been exposed; there's no way I can explain this away.

All we can do is fight!

The woman in the red dress had a fierce look in her eyes. Her loose black hair, like sharp thorns, pierced the necks of the passersby with lightning speed, instantly draining their flesh and blood and turning them into human skin.

Her skin swelled up from the injection of a large amount of blood, and as she ran quickly toward Bai Xiang, blood blisters burst from her back. Suddenly, she opened her mouth, revealing a metal sword hilt.

The metal hilt was originally iron-colored, but as the swelling on the woman's body subsided quickly, the hilt became increasingly red, eventually turning as red as blood, which the woman then grabbed and pulled out!

This is a soft sword!

The sword hilt and blade were entirely blood-red, faintly emitting a blood mist and wailing sounds, as the woman raised it and slashed at this side!

Bai Xiang naturally saw the approaching enemy. Although he was panting heavily from exerting too much force, he still quickly drew his wooden sword to meet the soft sword.

When the two met, the soft sword wrapped around him like blood and mud.

That's just perfect.

Bai tried to pull the person closer, but found that the blood mist on the soft sword wrapped around him along the wooden sword.

At the same time, from the perspective of her unique divine soul, she clearly saw some tiny, blood-red insects pushing against the pores on her hand, trying to burrow into her body.

what?

Shocked, she naturally became extremely vigilant.

The skin and flesh, having reached perfection, sealed off all pores and locked the entire body. The unique spirit was faintly revealed, and the visual effect was that a pair of yellow eyes burst out with a restrained and shimmering dark golden luster, which shocked the woman in the red dress!

How could this be?

The demonic sword's attack... was shattered?

She was so distracted that it was too late when she came to her senses.

Bai wanted to use the soft sword to entangle her and pull her over fiercely, then slammed his knee into her face, and a faint cracking sound of bone breaking could be heard.

The woman lost her strength and collapsed limply, blood flowing from her seven orifices.

Bai Xiang was almost exhausted, but he still mustered his strength to step on the woman's face, turned her face back with his foot, and stabbed his sword hard into her eye socket.

He used his wrist to forcefully stir it inside a few times, then pulled it out after it was covered in red and white fluid, and aimed at vital points such as the chest and abdomen to stab three more times.

Having confirmed that the enemy was beyond dead, Bai Xiang slumped his shoulders to release his energy and squatted on the ground, panting heavily.

Her perfected skin-training allowed her to break free of the bonds by twisting and shaking.

The muscle training program significantly improved her muscle strength.

But her internal organs haven't been properly nourished yet.

This level of exertion is still too strenuous for the body.

Bai Zhuqing watched all of this unfold right before her eyes.

It happened too fast.

It ended too quickly.

When she finally realized what had happened, her beloved older sister or aunt had already knelt down, holding the wooden sword upside down.

From this angle, her right foot, clad in black stockings, was bare, stepping on the bluestone slab, completely soaked in crimson demon blood.

With his left foot on the only remaining sandal, he supported half of his body weight with the sole of his foot.

A head of white hair stained with bright red fell from mid-air, along with a blood-stained profile, and was swept away by the wind and dust.

Coupled with the demons and beasts, and the gruesome corpses scattered all around, the scene was simply...

Bai Zhuqing felt as if something was filling her body and mind, and her breathing became rapid involuntarily.

After catching his breath, Bai Xiang helped himself to his feet.

She lifted her wet, black-stockinged feet and glanced at them, then looked at the last ice cream cone in Bai Zhuqing's hand.

Coincidentally, it's also black.

Even more coincidentally, the almost melted chocolate ice cream was also covered with a layer of scarlet demon blood.

"As you can see, this is the path I am destined to take."

"Do you still dare to eat it?"

She believed her sister would definitely understand what she meant.

However, Bai Zhuqing's response surprised her slightly.

This little girl first puffed out her cheeks in anger, then quickly broke off the bottom of the ice cream cone, stuck her little tongue inside, and licked the bottom of the ice cream hard.

"..."

No oil and salt.

Bai Xiang was too lazy to care about her anymore. He took out his phone, selected the contact "Supervisor Zhang," and pressed call.

While waiting, her hands were not idle. She reached into the clothes of the woman in the red dress and rummaged around, pulling out a cell phone, a pair of earphones, a car key, and a small notebook about the size of her palm.

Ignoring everything else, she opened the notebook, only to find that she didn't recognize the words written on it.

The first line is enclosed in quotation marks, followed by a densely packed, distorted collection of small characters.

What does this say?

"The Chaoyuan...Transformation of Qi Scripture?"

Ok?

Suddenly looking up, Bai Xiang stared intently at Bai Zhuqing.

"Can you understand this content?"

"Of course." Bai Zhuqing was also taken aback.

“This…this should be ‘Nuodi Sanskrit’.”

Influenced by Bai Shengju, she has loved studying Buddhist scriptures since childhood, and her knowledge of this is not normal.

Oh……

Bai Xiang squinted and quickly stuffed the notebook into his chest.

"remember."

She gave Bai Zhuqing some instructions.

"We've never seen this before."

Chapter Thirty-Three: Sunset Dreamscape

Upon receiving Bai Xiang's call, Zhang Daoming quickly led his team to the scene.

During the process, Bai Leying, Bai Maoxu, and Xu Shu, who had received the news, also came to join them. They even bought a new pair of socks, new shoes, and a large bottle of mineral water, as requested by Bai Zhuqing.

After getting the item, Bai Xiang found a secluded corner to wash his hands, feet, and face, and cleaned his dyed white hair. Then he carefully cleaned the cloud-patterned wooden sword, wiping away all the blood.

She hesitated a little when taking off her socks, because even her sandals had been damaged by her forceful stomp, but these thin, soft stockings were surprisingly undamaged, only stained with demon blood.

Menglun brand, is the quality really that good?

After changing into clean shoes and socks, and wrapping up the dirty socks in my hand, I came out and just then saw Zhang Daoming walking towards me in a gray long gown.

Fearing the pollution of demonic energy, there were no onlookers nearby. Zhang Daoming had the scene sealed off, briefly counted the dead and injured and the skin of more than a dozen corpses, then came over and nodded to Bai Xiang: "It seems the Demon Immortal Path has remembered you."

"Is it the Demon Immortal Sect?" Bai Leying exclaimed. "Didn't they just commit a crime? How dare they show their faces now?"

It would be extremely impolite to speak to an official so casually, especially since Bai Leying was still a commoner. Bai Maoxu, who was standing next to her, immediately pulled her aside and told her to shut up.

"It's alright." Fortunately, Zhang Daoming didn't mind since she was a child. He continued talking to Bai Xiang, "Their main purpose in appearing here is probably to monitor the Benling group who visited No. 1 Middle School today. They probably saw you along the way and decided to seek revenge on you."

"Revenge?" Bai Xiang paused for a moment. The only demon immortal she had ever interacted with before was Yang Xing.

While these sorcerers and demons may not all be selfish and self-serving, it's rare to see them avenge their companions.

So, does this mean Yang Xing's identity is unusual?

Also, why would someone from the Benling Sword Path go to No. 1 Middle School?

Bai frowned, feeling that things were getting a bit chaotic lately with all sorts of forces flocking to the Red Dragon.

"According to our investigation, Yang Xing is the adopted younger brother of 'Lü Ran,' the Left Protector of the Demon Immortal Sect," Zhang Daoming revealed to her.

"That 'Lü Ran' was a powerful demon more than ten years ago, who wreaked havoc in many Taoist temples in Zezhou. She called herself 'Purple Needle Taoist,' and after acknowledging Yang Xing, she doted on him. You may be hunted down by her again."

Here, Zhang Daoming paused deliberately.

But Bai Xiang just looked at him without saying a word.

A normal person would have already relied on personal connections to ask for his help at this point. Zhang Daoming was surprised that Bai Xiang was so calm, but he said, "But you don't need to worry!"

"The Demon Immortal Path has incurred great wrath this time, and both the Jade Bright Sword Path and the Heavenly Sword Path have sent additional personnel to Qizhou. In addition, Governor Fang is about to arrive at Chilong, and they will soon be too busy to take care of themselves."