Chapter 476: Fighting and Grabbing, Life and Death on the Line

In this world, how could there be such a strange object?

Even though he was in this mystical world, Li Yan couldn't figure out how such strange creatures were born.

Of course, there was no need to delve into such things.

Since it was an insect and not a beast,

then it was the thing he was looking for!

Li Yan narrowed his eyes and couldn't help but take a step forward.

Swish!

Just as his foot was raised, Pei Yufang and Young Master Wuxiang suddenly blocked his front, their eyes indifferent, one holding a zither, the other with iron spikes in his hand.

Li Yan's mouth twitched, and he didn't move again.

The other two didn't move either.

The only one who moved was demon hunter Tang Ling.

He lowered his body, held his spear horizontally with his right hand, and held the iron net with his left hand, slowly spreading it out, grabbing one end.

This iron net didn't look ordinary.

It was pitch black, and he didn't know what metal it was made of; it was also covered with dark red residue, not rust, but cinnabar and incense ash.

Li Yan didn't understand the inheritance of the Meishan Dharma Sect.

But he had been in the martial world for so long that he knew that every profession had its specialty; even if one's cultivation was high, some things still required finding professional people to do them.

Opposite, the "Zither Insect" finally drilled out of the tomb completely, covered in insect scales, yet swimming left and right like a snake.

That beast-like head was raised high, and in the half-foot area below, transparent scales stood up, vibrating and humming, emitting a melodious zither sound.

Hum!

Everyone present felt a roaring sound in their brains.

This "Zither Insect" didn't run away even after seeing so many people, clearly having confidence.

Demon hunter Tang Ling also felt his vision go black, but he didn't dare to move at all, instead staring fixedly at the "Zither Snake," puffing out his cheeks, and slowly blowing a whistle.

The "Zither Insect's" target was originally the scholar who had fallen to the ground unconscious, but after hearing the whistle, it immediately set its sights on the demon hunter.

Hum! Hum! Hum!

This strange insect stretched its scales, constantly emitting zither sounds.

The sound was melodious, making people feel like they were floating like immortals.

And that demon hunter's body also swayed back and forth, his upper and lower eyelids fighting, as if he were about to faint at any moment.

Swish!

Finally, the "Zither Insect" couldn't hold back anymore, its body straightened, wrapped in cold wind and fallen leaves, and whistled over like a sharp sword.

Its sharp mouthparts were aimed directly at the Baihui acupoint on the demon hunter's head.

And this Tang Ling also suddenly opened his eyes. As the "Zither Insect" pierced through, he exerted force with both feet, tilted his body backward, and flicked his left hand.

The strange iron net covered forward, just right to wrap the "Zither Insect."

Not only that, he also did a kite flip in the air, and his right-hand silver spear stabbed down fiercely, closing the iron net and sealing the opening.

Beautiful!

Li Yan couldn't help but praise inwardly when he saw this.

This series of actions was very easy for him, but this kind of near-instinctive timing could only be practiced from childhood.

The "Zither Insect" was startled, its scales stood up all over its body, and it tossed and turned in the iron net, so fast that only shadows could be seen.

The scales collided with the iron net, sparking intense sparks.

The force was astonishing, almost flipping Tang Ling over, and the silver spear in his hand also loosened, crooked and slanted, as if it were about to break through the ground.

Pfft!

He pinched the hand seal, bit the tip of his tongue, sprayed a mouthful of blood onto the iron net, then turned his head and roared, "Quick, the Dharma Zither!"

Zither Demon Pei Yufang stared at Li Yan and the other, hesitating in her eyes, her feet as if rooted, not moving at all.

According to the plan agreed upon earlier, to capture this Zither Insect, one must use the Dharma artifact ancient zither to suppress it.

But in this situation, losing the zither and losing one's life were no different.

"Young Master Wuxiang" was easy to talk about; they were old enemies and knew each other's methods. If it really didn't work, they could still negotiate.

But this Li Yan was a big trouble.

Judging from the intelligence, this person had emerged at a young age, was ruthless in his actions, and was definitely not a good person.

The other party might have had a short cultivation time and shallow Daoist practice.

But just listening to those who died under his hands,

no one dared to underestimate him anymore.

On the other side, demon hunter Tang Ling was already furious, his face full of blue veins as he roared, "Damn it! Capture it first, then fight, okay!"

Li Yan narrowed his eyes and retreated rapidly.

Young Master Wuxiang next to him also gave a sneer, retreated a few steps, and looked at the others in a slouching manner, not knowing what he was thinking.

Seeing the two retreat, Zither Demon Pei Yufang finally stepped forward quickly, placed the ancient zither horizontally on the ground, pressed the strings, and wiped her palm across them.

The sharp zither strings cut her skin, and blood dripped.

And on the other side, Tang Ling, who couldn't hold on anymore, suddenly raised his hand, pulled out the silver spear, and the iron net shattered instantly.

The Zither Insect escaped immediately, but strangely, it didn't attack the two, but rushed directly toward the ancient zither.

Its body rotated, its scales rolled, wood chips flew, and it actually drilled a hole directly and drilled inside.

Old woman Pei Yufang saw this, patted with her left hand, and the ancient zither flew out horizontally, landing right in the hands of demon hunter Tang Ling.

And Tang Ling also immediately took out the red cloth covered with talismans and sealed the opening of the ancient zither, tying it tightly.

Hum hum hum!

The zither strings kept vibrating, but the Zither Insect couldn't drill out.

Li Yan didn't understand the logic behind this, but clearly, the two had already subdued the Zither Insect.

He narrowed his eyes and pulled out the Dust-Breaking Blade with a clang.

Faster than him was Young Master Wuxiang.

The other party exerted force under his feet, his toes touched the ground, and at the same time, his hands flipped, and iron needles whistled out one after another.

"You go first, this old woman will block them!"

Pei Yufang gave a cold snort, then her sleeves rolled, blocking all the iron needles. Her body tilted to the side, like a snake swimming, and she attacked Young Master Wuxiang directly.

This old woman's kung fu had actually entered the Hua Jin (Transforming Energy) layer. Her fists and palms alternated, whistling, all of them Yin spiral forces.

It was "Step-by-Step Pursuit"!

Li Yan didn't expect the other party to use this boxing technique.

This boxing technique was short and fierce, mostly using Yin spiral force, emphasizing "using one's own firm force to attack the other's horizontal force," and was also one of the boxing techniques in the Shu region.

Although niche, its power was truly extraordinary.

Especially since this Pei Yufang had cultivated martial arts, sometimes changing palms to claws, carrying a sharp aura, Young Master Wuxiang didn't dare to take it head-on.

Li Yan didn't pay attention and went straight for the demon hunter.

However, an unexpected thing happened.

"Everyone stand still!"

That Tang Ling suddenly gave a sharp shout, picked up the divine fire spear in his hand, aimed it at the ancient zither, and said in a deep voice, "Whoever moves again, I will immediately smash this thing!"

What does this kid want to do?

Li Yan frowned slightly and stopped.

Zither Demon and Young Master Wuxiang also separated immediately.

Old woman Pei Yufang's eyes were overflowing with killing intent, her voice sharp, "Tang, what do you mean?!"

Since she knew Young Master Wuxiang was there early on, how could Pei Yufang not make preparations? She had already discussed it with Tang Ling: once the Zither Insect was caught, he would take it and leave, while she would be responsible for covering the retreat.

Even if Li Yan suddenly appeared, the plan could still proceed.

But Tang Ling clearly had other ideas.

Sure enough, this demon hunter Tang Ling remained unmoved, just gripping the spear handle, his finger on the trigger, and said coldly, "Pei, you deceived me first. My junior sister clearly disappeared in the Prince of Shu's mansion, yet you are still talking nonsense here!"

Zither Demon Pei Yufang was stunned, "How did you…"

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly looked at Young Master Wuxiang.

Young Master Wuxiang laughed, sneering, "Old shrew, you really don't follow the rules. Fortunately, I found an opportunity to ask Brother Tang."

Zither Demon Pei Yufang gritted her teeth. She couldn't figure out when these two had made contact, but now that things had come to this, she could only say, "Brother Tang, there is a hidden story to this matter. Give me the thing first, and this old woman will inevitably give you an explanation later."

"Hehe, what will you use to explain?!"

Young Master Wuxiang laughed, "The person was harmed by the Third Prince. You are just a dog of the Prince of Shu's mansion; do you dare to commit treason?"

Tang Ling's eyes also became cold, his voice trembling, "My junior sister wrote to me saying she found someone worth trusting… It must have been the Third Prince who did it, and you still dare to lie to me!"

Seeing this situation, old woman Pei Yufang didn't waste words anymore, suddenly exerting force under her feet, as if shrinking the ground into an inch, and rushed toward Tang Ling.

"Looking for death!"

Demon hunter Tang Ling immediately raised the divine fire spear. However, Pei Yufang's skills were clearly superior. Her body suddenly tilted to the side, almost falling to the ground, while waving her sleeves.

Swish!

Sharp zither strings flew out from her sleeves, directly rolling up the ancient zither on the ground, and also rolling up Tang Ling's gun barrel, causing it to deflect.

At this moment, even if he fired, he wouldn't hit anyone. Tang Ling naturally wouldn't pull the trigger, but instead took the opportunity to pull the fire spear, and stepped forward with his right foot, wanting to step on the flying ancient zither.

But Pei Yufang was faster, rolling up the ancient zither and wanting to run.

"Leave it!"

Before her foot could step out, Li Yan had already arrived. The blade light flashed in his hand, and the zither strings in the air snapped one after another.

"Kid, looking for death!"

Pei Yufang was furious, turned around, and at the same time drilled, taking advantage of the Dust-Breaking Blade's old force being gone and new force not yet born, and smashed a punch toward Li Yan's heart.

This punch had already condensed fist intent.

Carrying Yin spiral force, there was actually a shrill whistling sound.

!.

However, Li Yan didn't dodge at all, and at the same time pinched the seal with his left hand and turned it into a fist, arcs of electricity crackling, and swung toward the Zither Demon's head.

Seeing the lightning technique, Pei Yufang still didn't dodge.

She had already gained the upper hand and could hit Li Yan's heart first.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, Li Yan didn't retreat at all.

Pei Yufang's expression changed drastically.

She could feel that she had hit Li Yan's heart, but the force dissipated instantly, as if swallowed by the other party's body.

At the same time, Li Yan's left hand had also swung over.

Pei Yufang was hit directly, only having time to raise her hand to block.

Boom!

Thunder roared, and Pei Yufang flew out horizontally.

This old woman's right shoulder and arm were directly hit by Li Yan's Yang Lightning Demon-Descending Hammer, flesh and blood splashing, bones broken and tendons severed.

In a fight between experts, life and death are only on the line.

Pei Yufang had climbed up from the bottom of the martial world, cautious her whole life, but how could she have expected that there would be a freak like Li Yan in the world who could practice such a weird kung fu as the "Undying Seal Technique."

Crack!

The ground under Li Yan's feet suddenly cracked, and blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

This "Undying Seal Technique" also had its limits; it could easily resolve attacks from those with lower cultivation than himself.

For those of the same level, it was a bit difficult.

Moreover, this old woman had also used martial arts, and the fist force carried a trace of Geng Metal Qi, which was very troublesome to deal with as it followed the meridians and acupoints.

Even after resolving most of it, he still suffered some minor injuries.

Moreover, he couldn't bother to continue the pursuit.

That Young Master Wuxiang, who originally also wanted to intercept Pei Yufang, saw Li Yan succeed in grabbing the ancient zither, turned his body, flipped his hands, and threw dozens of iron needles, whistling over.

Covering his entire body's major acupoints, clearly wanting to force him back.

This old thing had even richer martial world experience and had long seen that Li Yan's close-combat lightning technique was extraordinary, so he threw flying needles for long-range attacks.

The distance was just outside the range of the Hook Soul Rope, so Li Yan had no choice but to dodge the flying needles with an iron-plate bridge and retreat a few steps.

Young Master Wuxiang was overjoyed and wanted to step forward to grab it.

But after taking two steps, his hair stood on end, and he did a lazy donkey roll, retreating rapidly.

It was Li Yan who had taken out a flintlock firearm, smiling, aiming at him, as if ready to pull the trigger at any moment.

Young Master Wuxiang's face became ugly.

He could see that this was a new-style firearm.

No matter how strong flying needles were, they couldn't be stronger than this terrifying thing.

"Ah—!"

On the other side, Pei Yufang gritted her teeth and stood up, looking at her completely shattered right arm, and let out a shrill scream, her voice full of resentment.

She came to grab the Zither Insect to build a building to advance further.

Now that her physical body was damaged, and there were no living dead or bone-healing techniques in the world, her path was destined to be cut off, and there was no hope in this life.

Especially since she was old, being able to maintain such combat power was already rare, and defecting to the Prince of Shu's mansion was also to prepare for the future.

But what kind of place was the Prince of Shu's mansion?

Power struggles, sinister human hearts, danger at every step.

She had already offended many people, and now that she had become a cripple, she would likely be driven out like a stray dog, and her life would be hard to guarantee.

The reason she came secretly this time.

Was to prevent rivals in the Prince of Shu's mansion from causing trouble.

In grief and indignation, this old woman actually raised her left hand, bit her fingertip, stared at Li Yan with resentment, muttered incessantly, and even drew a blood-colored talisman on her forehead.

Young Master Wuxiang, who was dodging left and right while being pointed at by Li Yan's gun, gloated when he saw this, "Kid, you're in trouble. This is the Soul-Devouring Curse of the Tongtian Dharma Sect. This old crazy woman will turn into resentment, entangle with your soul, and never stop day or night."

Li Yan frowned and aimed his gun at Pei Yufang.

Who would have thought that although this old woman's right arm was crippled, her movement technique remained, stepping on chain steps, fast as light, flickering, and not forgetting to continue casting the curse.

But just then, another voice rang out from the side.

"I implore the Ancestral Master, this gun is no ordinary gun, turning into a sea of blood, turning into five hundred barbarian thunders, piercing the liver and breaking the lungs. I obey the Supreme Lord, act as fast as the law!"

Li Yan was startled and turned his head to look behind.

Only to see that Tang Ling of the Meishan Dharma Sect, holding the divine spear in his left hand, chanting the Dharma spell, and at the same time pinching the human taboo seal with his right hand, from the gun head to the gun handle, as if consecrating it, drawing a talisman in the air.

Meishan Sect's fire gun technique…

Li Yan became interested and flashed to the side.

He could see that Tang Ling's target was precisely Pei Yufang.

Whoosh~

A violent wind rose, carrying a trace of lightning fire Qi, gathering toward Tang Ling, and then guided by the hand seal, it fell into the fire gun.

"You…"

Pei Yufang saw this, her eyes full of despair.

And Tang Ling didn't give her a chance at all, suddenly raising his gun, seemingly without aiming, and pulled the trigger directly.

Boom!

With a loud noise, smoke scattered.

Pei Yufang's corpse was directly torn to pieces.

Her soul flew away and scattered, and the curse technique didn't have time to be used.

"Good means!"

Young Master Wuxiang gave a sigh of praise, then sighed.

Only to see Li Yan had already stepped forward again, directly picking up the ancient zither that was still humming, and looked at the two with a calm expression.

"Forget it, little brother also has good means!"

Young Master Wuxiang raised his hand slightly, signaling not to fight anymore, and retreated slowly, clearly preparing to leave.

And when he saw the gloomy-eyed Tang Ling, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth again, "Brother Tang, if you want revenge, why not cooperate with me?"

"And this Brother Li, you have the 'Wish-Fulfilling Treasure Pearl'; the Prince of Shu's mansion won't let you go. We can also talk…"

Having said that, a black cloth suddenly appeared in his hand, his body turned, and he transformed into a black shadow, leaving at high speed.

Demon hunter Tang Ling narrowed his eyes and followed closely behind.

Li Yan hurriedly said, "Brother, that person's methods are not upright; you must be careful in your actions!"

Tang Ling didn't answer, just glanced at him coldly, and quickly followed, heading toward Chengdu Prefecture.

Li Yan shook his head slightly, picked up the ancient zither, and walked back toward Longquan Station, disappearing soon after.

After a while, the scholar lying next to the tomb woke up leisurely, looked around with a puzzled expression, and then looked at the tomb behind him.

"I, I saw a ghost…"

His face was pale, and he was so scared that his eyes rolled back, and he fainted again…

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 477 =====