Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

The sword blade, like a white snake spitting its tongue, drew a white line against the dark sky.

The man in black robes shifted his position, swung his broadsword, and forcefully pushed Xi Heng's rapier forward.

The clash of weapons sparked a flash of light, revealing the faces of the two men.

Xi Heng's right hand was violently knocked away, making it difficult for him to withstand the opponent's slash aimed at his waist.

She could only step back and lean back, dodging the attack by stepping on the ground with her ankles. But then another slash came, and the layers of sword techniques were like a torrential rain, forcing her to keep retreating.

A few seconds later, she suddenly lost her footing and plummeted off the roof.

The man in black robes let out a low shout and simultaneously bent down and fell, gathering his strength to strike down at Xi Heng with tremendous force.

Xi Heng held his sword with both hands in front of him to block the blow.

The clash of swords sparked a momentary burst of light, the clanging sound so loud it made one's ears ring.

The girl's hands trembled, but with her powerful blood and qi, she managed to withstand the crushing blow.

However, the impact accelerated her descent.

In the blink of an eye, Xi Heng turned his head and saw the ground pressing down on him.

"call--"

She suddenly turned around in mid-air, pointing her sword at the yellow earth.

The sharp blade pierced the ground, bending under the force. Xi Heng gripped the longsword tightly with both hands, using its resilience to slow her fall.

As she felt her feet touch the ground again, the girl slowly breathed a sigh of relief and used her strength to pull the longsword that had sunk into the ground back out.

"Using the sword to neutralize the force is indeed a brilliant move." The enemy landed in front of them and did not hold back his praise.

"..." Xi Heng did not respond, but instead assumed a new stance and focused intently on his opponent.

Based on the force she just received, the opponent's martial arts level should be similar to hers, close to the peak of Ming Jin.

This person's swordsmanship is wide and sweeping; any martial artist with the Ming Jin skill can easily discern her moves and variations.

But ever since Xi Heng's first thrust was blocked, the rhythm of the entire fight has been in the hands of his opponent.

Even if she could see how the enemy would swing his sword next, her stance had already been broken, and her unbalanced body could hardly defend against the counterattack, so she could only keep retreating and dodging.

Only now did they finally find the opportunity to get into position.

“However, I alone have already suppressed you. If you still want to resist, you will have to face three of us who have reached the Great Perfection of Ming Jin.” The woman in black robes chuckled. “Admit defeat.”

“Continue,” Xi Heng said calmly after taking a deep breath.

If it weren't for the fact that the opponent didn't use any killer moves or seem to have any murderous intent, she could have used the Frightening Bone Transformation to strike the opponent when she landed.

If it really comes down to a life-or-death duel, she will definitely win.

"You won't shed tears until you see the coffin? Fine, then I'll just knock you down and search you directly." She swung her hands, gripping the knife hilt, like a fish swimming in the air, striking a pose.

The moment the opponent was ready, Xi Heng stepped forward, determined to gain the upper hand this time.

As she drew her sword, the enemy swung his knife close behind. As their swords clashed, Xi Heng channeled her energy and used her lightness skill to close the distance, striking the enemy in the chest with her elbow.

The woman in black dodged Xi Heng's elbow strike by sidestepping, while Xi Heng, seeing the slight movement of her lower body, raised his knee to block the kick.

Extend your arm upwards, then use the end of the sword hilt to strike the opponent's chin.

With one hand blocking the thrusting sword hilt, Xi Heng raised his right leg and stomped on the ground, causing his entire body to rotate. His left hand transformed into a palm, channeling his qi and blood to strike the enemy's abdomen.

A snapping sound rang out, and the opponent staggered backward due to the force.

Taking advantage of the enemy's loss of balance, Xi Heng pulled his sword back to his shoulder, and his knees and waist suddenly sprang up like a bowstring, thrusting his sword straight at the opponent's throat.

Clang——

Just as Xi Heng lunged forward, another large sword blocked his path. It was the two black-robed men who had been watching from the sidelines who couldn't help but intervene.

"Stop fooling around, let's finish this quickly." The middle-aged man who had blocked the sword strike said, then turned to Xi Heng, his tone cold and filled with murderous intent.

"Was that thrust of your sword a killing move?"

"So what if it is?" Xi Heng had already killed quite a few on his way to buy medicine today, so he wouldn't mind adding a few more.

"You're asking for death! I'll ask you one last time, are you going to hand over the technique or not!" The other party gripped his broadsword tightly.

Xi Heng chuckled softly and uttered a line etched in his heart: "Never before has anyone dared to bully my Red Thread Sword like this! Draw your blade!"

"Good." The enemy's eyes hardened, and with a swing and turn of his broadsword, he stirred up gusts of wind.

Xi Heng's robes rustled in the wind, but he showed no fear, stepping forward to strike again—

The broadsword blocked the sword strike and then suddenly lunged forward, clearly different from the black-robed woman's previous moves.

Xi Heng retreated half a step, while the enemy pressed forward step by step with a blocking stance.

In less than half a second, the opponent was already in front of him, sweeping his broadsword in a horizontal attack.

Upon seeing this deadly move, the girl snorted coldly, took another step back, and suddenly pushed her left hand forward:

"Charge!"

A red light suddenly flashed on the back of his hand, and three claw marks resembling blood suddenly appeared.

Bloodstains ran across the area swept by the longsword, leaving three gashes directly across the enemy's chest.

The flesh was torn open and blood gushed out. The sudden, intense pain stunned the swordsman for a moment.

"Die!" Xi Heng seized this moment and thrust his long sword forward with all his might.

The sword left his hand and, like an arrow, pierced through his knuckles towards the black-robed man's brow, penetrating several inches in the brief moment of the enemy's surprise.

Xi Heng stepped forward, grabbed the trembling sword hilt, pulled it out, and kicked the enemy in the abdomen with his right leg, knocking him down.

The burly figure fell, and the black-robed woman who had initially fought Xi Heng was stunned, asking, "What kind of move was that...?"

Xi Heng did not explain. The Bloodline Sword is a sword of slaughter. Once you start to fight seriously, you should not stop as long as the enemies around you are still alive.

"Fu!"

Blood arrows condensed and formed from the air, streaking across the enemy's chest.

The woman in black robes instinctively parried, and the point where the blade struck her quickly corroded from bright white to deep black, making a hissing sound.

Feeling threatened, she immediately snapped back to reality and shouted to her companion, "This man knows sorcery! Attack him together!"

After saying that, she swung the knife at him again.

Just as Xi Heng lowered his right hand, which was about to release the blood arrow, he dodged the opponent's attack by turning to the side and used the third level of the Red Thread Sword Technique, "Spear Blood Fills the Sleeves".

With a swift slash of the sword, a flashing red line severed the black-robed man's left hand and forearm, the black cloth and white hand flying high into the air.

Before they could further expand their gains, a whooshing sound suddenly came from behind.

Xi Heng glanced back and saw another blurry, pitch-black longsword suddenly slashing towards him, appearing quite inconspicuous in the dark sky.

She gritted her teeth and tried her best to dodge, but the blade still left a bloody gash on her shoulder and upper arm.

Seeing that the man was about to strike again, Xi Heng suddenly opened his left hand and swung it at him with all five fingers—

"Change!"

After she spoke loudly, her left fingernail began to grow rapidly, turning into a thick, white bone-like structure as thick as a tree branch in a short moment.

As soon as it grew, its gray-white skeleton immediately fell off and shattered, turning into countless fragments that sprayed towards the attacker.

With a soft thud, countless bone fragments slammed into the opponent's figure, sending him flying into the distance like a charging beast.

Xi Heng didn't have time to finish her off before another blade flashed towards her from the right.

The woman in black robes, having recovered from the inconvenience of losing her left hand, swung her knife down at her with one hand.

With one hand missing, both its momentum and strength have diminished considerably compared to before.

Xi Heng simply raised his sword with all his might and easily blocked the attack.

The blade slashed at his wrist, leaving a deep, bloody gash with a whoosh.

Xi Heng turned her right hand again, and the blood patterns on her arm, which had been undulating, shone with a scarlet luster. Drops of human blood that had been spilled on the ground floated up and gathered in front of her.

"flutter!"

The girl pushed out with her right hand, and the surging blood suddenly splattered onto the enemy who was still trying his best to grip the knife.

The enemy was thrown backward as if he had been hit by a car, his head slamming against the wall, and he instantly lost consciousness and collapsed to the ground.

Xi Heng slowly breathed a sigh of relief, sheathed the red-stained blade with his right hand, and then gently covered the wound on his shoulder.

After the muscles relaxed, the injury became increasingly painful.

She propped herself up on her left arm to examine the bleeding wound carefully, then slowly bent down.

There probably aren't any doctors in the city who can provide her with emergency treatment now.

Xi Heng slowly bent down, silently reciting the inventory list, and took out the Blood Sea Great Art.

Using the faint light from the horizon, she turned the red book to the middle and carefully examined the crooked and distorted text, eventually finding a specific page.

Looking at the writing on it, Xi Heng dipped his finger in the blood of the corpse on the ground and drew a circle around the wound on his shoulder.

Then he squatted down and used the blood gushing from his shoulder to draw a similar circular mark on the forehead of the person who had injured him.

Afterwards, as always, Xi Heng used his fingertips to draw a sacrificial array of flesh and blood on the ground.

"Exchange your flesh for my life," she uttered in a low voice, and the corpse on the ground quickly withered.

Gradually, the bleeding in her shoulder stopped.

Although this kind of evil magic cannot be considered a real cure, it can at least alleviate the injury.

She walked to the woman in black robes on the other side, tore strips of cloth from under the woman's robes, and wrapped them around the wound on her shoulder, wrapping them again and again.

After she finished, she kicked away the corpse she had drained, then dragged two other corpses onto it, and drew a bloody mark on her arm that looked like a horrifying bone.

"The flesh and blood of martial artists seem to be more usable than that of ordinary people... They have more spirit within them." Xi Heng looked at the not-yet-completely-dried corpse and muttered to himself as he drew another blood arrow.

Having done all that, she immediately left the place.

……

As night fell, the sky grew increasingly dark.

The main city wall to the south, where the battle had already begun, was still illuminated by the flames, and the faint sounds of shouts and cries of battle could be heard from time to time.

Xi Heng walked slowly down the street with the crowd, silently watching the martial artists flying around on the rooftops using their light-footed skills.

She no longer wanted to attract attention, and simply hid among the wandering crowds, leaning towards the northern city gate.

The pedestrians ahead lit torches and lanterns; without them, it would probably be pitch black tonight.

The further north you go, the more people there are, and the more chaotic the situation becomes.

When they arrived at the North Gate, Xi Heng stood at the back of the line and looked ahead. The crowd near the gate stretched as far as the eye could see.

People jostled and pushed each other, and screams and cries of pain could be heard from time to time.

The crowd was so dense that it seemed to fill the streets of the entire city, with hardly any room to move between each other.

And even though it was already so crowded, there were still countless people pushing forward.

Xi Heng waited for a long time in a distant open space, but the number of people in front of him did not decrease even slightly.

As darkness fell, the bustling crowd in front of me grew increasingly blurry.

Only a few points of light, held by torches or lanterns, flickered and swayed, appearing from afar as if watching Kongming lanterns slowly drift away in the night sky.

"If we keep waiting like this, we might not even be able to leave Jinshi City by tomorrow," Xi Heng thought to himself.

She looked up at the sky. It was a dark and windy night, and she figured that if she used her lightness skill to leave, she wouldn't be seen by other martial artists.

"Just find a more open space and use your light-footed skills to scale the city wall... After that, follow the official road back to the north."

Just as the girl nodded and was about to do it, she suddenly heard a harsh, shrill cry coming from not far to the south:

"The city is broken!"

"The city gate is broken! The Tianliang bandits are here!"

These shouts were like sparks igniting a string of firecrackers, instantly causing the entire city to erupt into chaos far exceeding what had happened before.

The constables and yamen runners who were barely maintaining order seemed to have made a pact to scatter and escape through the city gate on horseback.