Chapter 339: Xiao Xiao Shimei: Why is it stone again?

Amidst the barking of chickens and dogs, there was movement outside the courtyard wall.

"Wow..."

A group of brave people climbed over the courtyard wall first. Their posture was light, their movements were agile, as if they had just passed an ordinary small hurdle, landing without sound.

But as soon as they landed, they saw a human figure in the courtyard, not very clear.

Only vaguely could it be seen that he was tall, holding a long spear, and seemed to be equipped with a Great Jiang-style long sword at his waist. The spearhead flashed with a faint, extremely dim red light, like the rising morning sun, and a chilling murderous aura permeated the long sword.

"Martial artist?"

The many Great Zu warriors looked at each other, their eyes without the slightest fear.

Half a month ago, at the martial arts training ground in the capital, all the martial artists, elite guards, and brave generals of the Great Jiang capital, palace, and army were dispatched, and they only fought to a draw with them. Now there was only one person, how could he be the opponent of more than ten of them?

Everyone quickly scanned the courtyard.

The courtyard was not big, with a few rooms and a pavilion, only one room was lit with faint light.

That's the one!

Everyone looked at each other and split into two groups.

Two warriors, one carrying a curved sword and the other an iron bone-crusher, rushed toward the martial artist in the courtyard, one on the left and one on the right, walking fast. The rest ran along the eaves, rushing toward the room lit with light.

The sky was really dim, only a piece of messy footsteps.

The dozen warriors under the eaves hadn't run a few steps before the person in front suddenly stopped, stood up straight, and quickly turned his head.

"Swish!"

A point of cold light pierced the darkness, just like the sharpest scissors easily cutting through black cloth. The cold light carried a bit of dark red, like blood, and like the first ray of dawn breaking the darkness. In just an instant, it brushed against his chest and stuck to the stone wall beside him.

I don't know how sharp the spearhead of this silver spear was, and I don't know how much strength this person had, but it actually pierced into the stone wall easily.

Fortunately, he reacted!

The person in front felt a lingering fear in his heart—

The sky was so dim, the footsteps were so messy, it was really possible to be unable to detect it, and then be pierced through by this spear.

Then he couldn't help but turn his head, following the direction of the long spear, and saw the Great Jiang martial artist in the courtyard.

The warriors behind reacted just as fast. They stopped quickly while running, and actually didn't crowd together. Then they found something wrong and turned their heads to look at the courtyard.

That was a sky full of bright stars.

All the Great Zu warriors saw a scene that shocked them—

Two top Great Zu warriors, one on the left and one on the right, one smashing at the person's head with a pure iron bone-crusher, the other slashing at the person's feet with a curved sword, cooperating tacitly, moving quickly, while the person in the middle was just drawing his sword because he had just made a throwing action.

Unexpectedly, the one who drew the sword later arrived first.

"Chhh!"

Only the sound of the sword body rubbing against the scabbard could be heard, but the movement couldn't be seen. By the time the sound was heard, the long sword had already been drawn.

In the blink of an eye, the long sword in the martial artist's hand slashed a circle. The sword light was so bright that for a moment, it seemed as if all the starlight in the sky gathered here, drawing a tilted circle in the night sky. The top and bottom of the circle were connected to the heads of the two warriors holding the bone-crusher and the curved sword.

Pfft!

Two half-heads fell, and hot blood splashed out.

There was still a wooing sound in the air...

"Clang, clang, clang..."

A metal object spun and was thrown under the eaves, smashing onto the floor, and rolling, just rolling to the feet of the dozen Great Zu warriors.

Looking down, it was half a bone-crusher.

They were all the top warriors of Great Zu. This bone-crusher was not like the one used by ordinary warriors in the army, with a wooden pole connected to an iron head, but cast from pure iron. It was actually cut off together with the head by one sword, and the wound was as smooth as the wheat stubble cut by the most skilled farmer using the sharpest sickle.

A group of Great Zu warriors were stunned.

It was not fear, but they were already at the peak of martial prowess, all of them were one in ten thousand good hands, and even obtained power from places other than hard training, before they reached today. Now, this Great Jiang martial artist had completely exceeded their imagination.

How could there be such a powerful martial artist in the capital of Great Jiang, after they had just competed with the warriors of Great Jiang in the capital?

Thinking like this, it was only for an instant.

The next instant, the martial artist was holding the sword, just taking one step, as if moving sideways.

A line of cold light slashed toward his face.

One person hurriedly raised his sword to block.

Unexpectedly, the martial artist's precious sword didn't touch him at all, but the snow-bright sword light poured down from the sword body, because the sky was too dark and the tension was too great, he mistook it for the sword body.

He thought this sword light like moon and snow was just dazzling him. According to his rich combat experience, in the next moment, a long sword might slash at his waist or pierce his belly. Unexpectedly, a violent vibration came from the curved sword in his hand, shaking his hand.

Is it a sword?

No! It's sword light!

This sword light actually had substance! It slashed on the curved sword in his hand, splitting the curved sword!

Even more unexpectedly, the sword light was blocked and split in two by the curved sword, but it still slashed toward him.

"Pfft!"

Two bloodstains suddenly appeared on the Great Zu warrior's body, one on his face and one on his belly, only the chest holding the curved sword was spared, but these two bloodstains were enough to cut off his life.

One sword! Only this one sword!

Under one sword, one person fell.

The martial artist didn't stop, just came with the sword, but saw cold light rising in the night, one person quickly turned and dodged, but saw the cold light turn, actually following like a shadow, and blood splashed in the air.

Another sword, another person.

Everyone was terrified, and even their beliefs collapsed.

I heard that whether in Great Zu or Great Jiang, most people who practice magical arts are not good at close combat and are not good at dealing with sudden swords, so there would be guardians or martial guards following. Could this "martial artist" be the guardian of that young Daoist?

But such a martial artist, if he were in Great Zu, would definitely not be called a person, but should be worshiped as a god.

Was that Daoist really an immortal?

While thinking, it was already a life-and-death moment.

The martial artist who slashed silently in the dark night had an incomparable sense of oppression. No one knew who would die next, and while the martial artist was slashing, he actually pulled out the long spear from the wall.

"Wait for the mages!"

"Avoid him first!"

Everyone shouted, their voices already broken. Fortunately, the mages behind them were not much slower than them, just a few breaths of time, but no one expected that in these few breaths, they had lost several top warriors.

Only to see figures appearing on the courtyard wall one after another.

Some jumped down, and some stopped on the courtyard wall.

A mage chanted and flicked his fingers continuously.

Swish, swish, swish!

Points of fire appeared in the air, flying toward the courtyard, drawing a parabola, and disappearing when they fell.

Just for lighting.

But this curved line of fire flashed in the air continuously. Every time it flashed, it either reflected the scene of the Great Jiang martial artist cutting off the head of a Great Zu warrior, or reflected a terrible scene of carnage.

It seemed that in just a few breaths, their side had suffered heavy losses.

The Great Zu mages were stunned.

And at this time, mages were constantly jumping into the courtyard.

"Tuo'erhun!"

Someone shouted the name of the shadow mage.

Many mages looked at each other, also seeing the only room in the courtyard lit with light.

"Creak..."

The door was pushed open, and the light poured out.

That familiar young Daoist stood at the door, a figure fell behind him, and beside him, a white fox's shadow walked out, getting bigger with every step.

At first, I thought it was the effect of light and shadow, but as five tails gradually rose behind the white fox, it also walked out of the door and gradually became the five-tailed white fox that everyone was familiar with.

"Tuo'erhun came to steal your Yanluan Incense! Now that he has been caught by you, we are willing to pay and be punished, as long as his life is spared!" Someone who knew the Central Plains language shouted at the top of his voice, "We came here in such large numbers just so he wouldn't be killed after being caught!"

"This kind of nonsense doesn't work in the Central Plains."

The Daoist also walked out of the door and said slowly:

"You came to visit in the middle of the night. Do you think that the reason I won against you that day was just because of the wheel battle? Do you think that if you all come together, with martial artists helping, no matter how powerful I am, I will die here?"

"You were prepared?"

"Don't you all forget, the reason you are becoming smarter and stronger is because you are learning from the Central

"Could it be that you have all forgotten? The reason you have become increasingly intelligent and powerful is precisely because you have been learning from the Central Plains," Lin Jue said. "I just didn't expect you to come today. Wasn't it said that your delegation would stay in the capital for a full month before returning? You don't want to stay anymore?"

"..."

The Great Foot Masters looked at each other, none of them speaking again.

Immediately, they split into two groups as before; three masters headed into the courtyard to assist those Great Foot warriors in dealing with that terrifying martial artist, while the rest walked along the eaves toward Lin Jue.

Some took out magical artifacts, while others whispered incantations.

At this moment, the junior sister was still hiding behind the room door, holding the scabbard in one hand and the sword in the other, holding her breath, looking out through the crack, and listening intently to the movements outside, full of patience.

Although she had not turned into stone, she had used the skills of the petrification technique after reaching a high level of mastery; her entire being was fused with the earth, without the slightest leakage of aura.

A colorful civet sat upright by her feet, raising a paw to lick it.

The junior sister slowly raised the long sword in her hand to the height of her own brows and eyes.

The sound of footsteps grew closer and closer.

Suddenly, the colorful civet's licking motion paused; instead, it stretched its paw close to her trouser leg, listened quietly for a breath, and hooked its claw.

The junior sister exerted force abruptly!

"Chi!"

The long sword passed through the door crack and stabbed out in an instant.

The Great Foot Master walking at the very front had his head pierced through directly from left to right.

The long sword retracted in a flash.

With a bang! The room door opened!

A surge of fierce flames rushed out, causing the masters outside to retreat one after another, while the junior sister charged out from within.

"There's an ambush?"

"What a cunning Daoist!"

The Great Foot Masters were greatly alarmed, falling into chaos.

"It's a woman?"

"I'll handle this!"

A large man immediately rushed out, taking a running start to charge at the junior sister.

While still halfway there, he leaped into the air, transforming into a hard, giant rock with a smooth surface that reflected the starlight, crashing directly toward the junior sister.

The junior sister's expression tightened; she exerted force under her feet and drifted away, just barely avoiding it.

The large man had chosen his direction and angle when he flew out; failing to hit the junior sister, he rolled toward Lord Luo after landing.

The earth rumbled for a moment!

Lord Luo likewise raised his spear and dodged to the side.

The giant rock stopped only when it reached the edge of the courtyard; as soon as it stopped, it changed direction and rolled toward the junior sister again.

"I'm going too!"

Another master walked over!

Seeing this, the many Great Foot Masters felt at ease.

Although this place was not Mu Lantuo's home turf in the mountains, where he possessed infinite giant strength, he was incomparably hard after turning into stone; apart from being cut open by that person's magic in the Great Jiang Palace, he had almost never encountered anyone capable of breaking his defense. Added to that was the charming Takoke, so they figured it was enough to deal with this young-looking, delicate female Daoist.

They only needed to deal with that "Master Lin."

Unexpectedly, just as they took a step, they suddenly heard a crisp sound.

"Pa!"

As the crowd walked, they swept their peripheral vision over and were shocked once again.

They saw the female Daoist withdrawing her palm from the giant rock that Mu Lantuo had turned into, and immediately after, inch-by-inch cracks appeared on the giant rock; it didn't even have time to turn back into a person before it shattered and disintegrated.

With a crash! Fragments of stone fell all over the courtyard!

Thick, viscous blood flowed out from within the stones.

Just by striking one palm, Mu Lantuo was dead!?

The crowd's footsteps faltered, and they all stood stunned.

(End of chapter)