CH 489

"Drink!" Li Huowang, with his upper body bare, brandished a giant halberd at the entrance of the village, standing as an impenetrable barrier.

Veins bulged on his body, and a mist of blood enveloped him.

In front of him were a group of men, women, and children wearing black cloth on their shoulders. If judged solely by their appearance, they were just ordinary people.

However, at this moment, they seemed unusually excited, holding various farming tools and rushing towards Li Huowang without fear of death.

"Don't be afraid of this big guy!! Charge!! We are the descendants of the God of Sons, even in death, we can be reborn as emperors!!"

With a flash of cold light, three people in front of Li Huowang were instantly cut in half, their internal organs and blood splattering onto the nearby white wall.

But gradually, there were too many of these people, and Li Huowang was starting to struggle.

In addition, these people suddenly launched a surprise attack at night, catching Li Huowang off guard. He didn't even have time to put on the armor of Peng Longteng.

"Swish!" A sharp stone flew from a distance and hit Li Huowang's forehead, leaving a bloody mark.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" Li Huowang raised his lower back, crouched down, and exerted force with both hands holding the halberd, throwing it towards the direction where the stone came from.

The thousand-pound halberd spun rapidly with a whistling sound, sweeping through the crowd like a force of nature, causing flesh and bones to bloom in mid-air like flowers.

Stepping on the flesh, Li Huowang chased after the halberd covered in blood.

But these people were like madmen, completely unaffected by the aura of a warrior. With fanaticism in their eyes, they wildly attacked Li Huowang with the weapons in their hands.

In the midst of this chaos, a needle with white hair flew over and pierced the face of a man holding a hoe.

In his panic, his facial features turned into liquid and slid down from his face into his clothes. He couldn't hear or see anything anymore.

"Fool!! Hold on! We're here to help you!" Gouwa's voice made the followers of the cult turn their heads towards the dirt road leading to Niuxin Village.

When they saw a group of ragged people rushing towards them, they burst into laughter.

Seeing the corpses on the ground, Chun Xiaoman couldn't contain her anger. She took out the Dao Bell that Li Huowang gave her and shook it vigorously.

She took a bite of the mud on the ground and loudly commanded the two Yous, "Ran Jiao Zi Cu!"

The overlapping Yous in the air nodded slightly and rushed towards the followers of the cult like ghosts. Every time they passed through a person's body, that person immediately fell to the ground, unable to move.

But this was not enough. Chun Xiaoman untied her waist, took off her upper garment, revealing a yellow paper bellyband underneath. She then took out a serrated short sword and knocked on her own brow while chanting.

"Disciple looks up at the sky. Masters are by my side! My body turns into copper skin and iron bones, wearing twelve iron helmets. Wearing twelve layers of iron armor. Copper skin for the third transformation. Iron skin for the third layer."

Behind her, including Lv Xiucai, the five of them also began the same action. The serrated short sword pierced their scalps, and blood flowed down their eyebrows, eventually gathering and dripping onto the ground.

"The dragging knife turns into goose feathers. The iron ruler turns into a lamp wick. The rolled stone turns into a water bubble! Masters, Wusheng Laomu! Please assist the disciple in defeating the enemy quickly!"

As the last spell was chanted, Chun Xiaoman, Lv Xiucai, and the others suddenly stared with wide eyes, holding the serrated short swords in their hands, and rushed towards the crowd in front of them.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!" When they saw the sickles and pitchforks stabbing them, making crisp sounds, Lv Xiucai and Chun Xiaoman became even more confident, raising the blades in their hands and slashing at their opponents.

Their swords could pierce through others' bodies, while others' weapons couldn't harm them. This was a one-sided massacre.

With the help of these divine fighters, Li Huowang's situation was greatly relieved, and a few of them began to suppress the cult's large group.

Under their leadership, the people of Niuxin Village also gained courage and picked up various weapons to fight back.

For a while, the entrance of Niuxin Village turned into a battlefield.

Just as more and more followers of the cult were dying, a ragged old woman, small and dwarf-like, suddenly emerged from Li Huowang's shadow. She fiercely plunged a black jade dagger into his waist.

Enduring the pain, Li Huowang lowered his head and saw the woman's face. Her face was covered by a piece of black cloth, on which a large witch character was written in purple.

A creepy, old voice came from under the cloth. "Hehehe, burn paper money, offer gold and silver, pour wine and paste incense, burn incense, the end of this year, the next morning, a new spring, hey."

Gouwa, who was peeking around, took out a rotten wooden ruyi from his pocket when he saw this scene. He swung it fiercely at the old woman.

But she was short and reacted exceptionally quickly. She forcefully pulled out the weapon in her hand and immediately disappeared into the chaotic battlefield.

"Be careful! Be careful!"

Before Li Huowang could finish, the old woman's figure appeared again behind a young girl who had used divine fighting techniques. With her black jade dagger, she made a deep cut along the girl's neck.

The body that should have been invulnerable was now torn open, and in the girl's incredulous gaze, she fell to the ground, clutching her bleeding neck and making a gurgling sound.

"Hahaha! The God of Sons brings good fortune! Gold bricks pile up on the ground, and the money tree is hung with treasures!""Nan'er!" Chun Xiaoman cried out the girl's name in heart-wrenching pain, but at that moment, she suddenly felt a chill at the back of her neck. Someone was behind her!

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Just as Chun Xiaoman was about to meet her end, a You Lao Ye from the sky swiftly descended, driving back the elusive old woman.

But this was merely a repulsion. The situation instantly reversed. Facing the elusive old woman, Chun Xiaoman and her companions immediately stood back to back, no longer daring to act recklessly as before.

"This won't do! If this continues, the entire Niu Xin Village will be finished. No matter how high the cost, I must slaughter that old woman!"

Chun Xiaoman resolutely rang the Dao bell again. As she followed the teachings of her senior brother Li, she shook her head vigorously. The You Lao Ye in the sky instantly multiplied from one to ten. "Zhuang Zhui Xing!"

At Chun Xiaoman's command, the entire Niu Xin Village was suddenly filled with a gust of yin wind. The You Lao Yes went up to the sky and down to the ground, searching for the hidden old woman.

The price of Chun Xiaoman's three years of Yang life was not spent in vain. Faced with the encirclement and interception of the You Lao Yes, the old woman was soon forced out of the crowd.

Just as the old woman was about to crawl into the dark shadows, Gou Wa once again raised the rotten wooden Ruyi and swung it hard. The heart element tongue on the Ruyi lightly flicked, and her mind was instantly filled with confusion.

The massive heavy halberd, with a whistling sound, fell from the sky, ruthlessly smashing onto the old woman. The force of a thousand pounds instantly crushed her mortal body into a pulp.

(End of Chapter)