Chapter 47: The Divine Sword
The old man picked up the spoon in the iron pot, brought a fierce wind, and swept straight towards Yin Lichuan's head.
Hearing only a muffled sound of "bang", Yin Lichuan brandished a peachwood sword and easily caught the old man's attack.
"How is this possible? You can block an iron spoon with just a wooden sword......"
Thinking about how many years the iron spoon had been stirring in the oil pot, there was an unusually large amount of yin power stored on it, which could be said to be as hard as a diamond, and it was definitely not something that ordinary weapons could resist.
Yin Lichuan said unhurriedly: "My peachwood sword is not ordinary, but it can compete with your iron spoon." ā
As a hell executioner, the old man was well-informed, and although he didn't know the details of the peachwood sword, he could also vaguely feel that Yin Lichuan's strength was unfathomable and should not be underestimated.
In a flash, Yin Lichuan swung the peachwood sword and stabbed it directly into the old man's chest, seeing that he couldn't dodge, the old man hurriedly set up an iron spoon and blocked the peachwood sword stab.
Under the violent collision, the old man did not stand firm for a while, and retreated dozens of meters away.
"This man is so strong, even more powerful than the executioners of hell!"
The old man couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and at the same time quickly thought about what to do with the enemy.
Before he could come back to his senses, Yin Lichuan's movements were faster, flashing behind the old man, and piercing the old man's back with only one sword, and in an instant, a thick stream of green smoke rose from the old man's back, and the air was filled with a choking stench.
The old man reflexively grasped the peachwood sword, and threatened with a hideous face: "If you dare to kill me, you will never be able to go back to the yang world." ā
Yin Lichuan replied calmly: "Poor Dao has his own way to go back!" ā
The old man relentlessly said, "The other hell executioners will definitely destroy you at any cost!" ā
"Hmph, then it depends on whether they have the ability to do this!"
As soon as the words fell, Yin Lichuan did not hesitate to swing his sword and cut off the old man's head, and the moment the corpse separated, the old man's body instantly turned into wisps of blue-gray smoke and completely dissipated into the air.
"Let's move on!"
Yin Lichuan easily dealt with a hell executioner, but his heart seemed to be pressed with a big stone, and there was an indescribable weirdness.
The two of them passed by the iron pot without looking at it, and soon they climbed a mountain made of white bones, and stood on the top and looked around, and as far as the eye could see, there were all white corpses, and the occasional bird flew low in the air, stopping to peck at the scraps of flesh that remained on the bones.
"How many hours have we been in?"
Yin Lichuan, who was leading the way in front, seemed to have thought of something, so he hurriedly turned around and asked Zhao Shengli.
"It's been about four hours."
Yin Lichuan said thoughtfully: "There is still a long time before it gets dark, we must return to the Yang World before the sun sets, otherwise we will be in trouble." ā
Zhao Shengli agreed, and muttered, "You're right, I don't know how Jiang Xue and their situation is now?" ā
As he was talking, he heard the wind howling around him, and the sound of ghosts crying wolf-like winds, and his scalp tingled for a while.
"Team leader, it looks like something is coming over again!"
Yin Lichuan clenched his peachwood sword, revealing an expression as if he was facing a great enemy.
Raising his eyes, he saw a bull-headed monster popping up not far away, Zhao Shengli said in surprise: "Why did the bull-headed horse face come over?" ā
Yin Lichuan shook his head and explained to Zhao Shengli: "That's not the bad bull head and horse face of the underworld. ā
"Ah, what kind of monster could that be?"
Faced with Zhao Shengli's question, Yin Lichuan replied truthfully: "That monster's name is Wang Niu, and it is an extremely dangerous magical beast that lives in the Infernal Hell. ā
"Look, it's coming at us!"
The size of the king cow is particularly huge, about ten meters high, weighing dozens of tons, and with a slight wave of the hand, it can create an amazingly powerful Longquan wind.
Even Yin Lichuan didn't dare to fight Wang Niu head-on, he could only find another way to find the flaws or gaps that Wang Niu might expose.
"Trespassers, die!"
saw Wang Niu swing the golden machete in his hand and smash it towards Yin Lichuan with great force.
"Boom!"
Hearing a violent explosion, Yin Lichuan only used the peachwood sword in his hand to cut Wang Niu's golden machete, and he screamed angrily.
"IāI'm going to kill you and throw you into a pot of oil and make soup!"
Wang Niu kicked his legs back, and his bloated and fat body immediately soared into the air, holding the broken knife tightly with both hands, and slashed down from the sky.
At this moment, Yin Lichuan stood motionless, maintaining the posture in his hand when he drew his sword, and shouted softly in his mouth: "Instant Shadow Slash!" ā
As soon as the words fell, a fierce white sword qi burst out from Yin Lichuan's peachwood sword, and before Wang Niu could even react, his body was cut into two pieces, and he fell to the ground struggling in pain.
Yin Lichuan raised the peachwood sword, and was about to take Wang Niu's life, when Wang Niu suddenly spoke: "As long as you are willing to leave one of my lives, I will let you go back to the yang world." ā
Zhao Shengli and Yin Lichuan knew as well as a mirror in their hearts, and the two knew that this was actually Wang Niu's delaying tactic to delay time.
In order to seek a quick victory, Yin Lichuan waved his peachwood sword without thinking and cut off Wang Niu's head, leaving only half of his body to fall to the ground and struggle to himself.
After Wang Niu fell, Yin Lichuan suddenly found that the mountain of corpses under his feet seemed to be alive and was vibrating violently.
"Master Lethe, look, these skeletons are moving!"
Zhao Shengli pressed his hand on the sword pouch on his back, thinking in his heart that the most dangerous time had come.
Yin Lichuan quickly swung his peachwood sword, knocked down dozens of skeletons one after another, and said with a shocked expression: "The dead corpses of the Infernal Hell are innumerable, if they all wake up, I'm afraid even I won't be able to support it alone." ā
Zhao Shengli frowned, and said loudly to Yin Lichuan: "For today's plan, the only way to do this is to open the 'Boundary Gate' as soon as possible and return to the yang world to avoid the limelight!" ā
Yin Lichuan nodded, his eyes catching a glimpse of the sword bag on Zhao Shengli's back: "The huge flame energy contained in the Divine Fall Sword may be able to directly summon the 'Boundary Gate', but I don't know where we will be teleported by the 'Boundary Gate'." ā
Zhao Shengli opened the sword bag with his backhand, held the metal hilt with one hand, and said with a cold face: "Don't worry about it for now, as long as you can successfully open the 'Boundary Gate', we will talk about other issues later!" ā
But seeing Zhao Shengli slowly pull out the Divine Fall Sword inserted in the sword bag, a crimson giant sword burning with raging flames came out, reflecting most of the sky.
"Team leader, it's up to you this time!"
Zhao Shengli clenched the Divine Fall Sword in both hands and held it high in the air, the surging flames spewing out tongues of fire that shot straight into the sky, illuminating the dim sky of the Infernal Hell as bright as day.
"Kill the gods!"
Zhao Shengli swung the Divine Fall Sword horizontally and slashed out a super-large range of slashes, the crimson flame sword qi pierced the sky, releasing an incomparably huge amount of energy, under the violent impact of this energy, a large crack several kilometers square appeared in the sky, and the area of the crack expanded rapidly, and finally formed a huge vortex that penetrated the sky and the earth.
"Team leader, the 'boundary gate' has been opened!"
Seeing this, Zhao Shengli inserted the Divine Fall Sword back into the sword bag, and said with a relieved smile: "I haven't used the Divine Fall Sword for a long time, I didn't expect it to succeed so easily, it is worthy of being an artifact left over from ancient times!" ā
After a while, the two of them felt that the sky was spinning, and Venus was in front of them, and when they came back to their senses, they were surprised to find that they were back on the pedestrian street.
"Master Lethe, we have returned from the Infernal Hell."
Zhao Shengli looked at the familiar scene in front of him and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.