Transford into a strange demon, Chu Qichuan let out a piercing scream as he charged towards Jiang Shouzhong.
His speed was so fast that blurry dark shadows trailed behind him.
Jiang Shouzhong lightly tapped the ground with his foot and sidestepped to dodge.
The double-faced monster’s attack missed, and it quickly twisted its head. The mouth on top of its head suddenly opened wide, spitting out a blob of black sli that shot towards Jiang Shouzhong like a black lightning bolt.
Wherever the sli passed, the air sizzled with corrosion, emitting a pungent stench.
Jiang Shouzhong leaped back several lengths, simultaneously tossing out the Dragon-slaying Flying Sword and the Jade Hairpin Flying Sword.
The Dragon-slaying Flying Sword quickly expanded, becoming broad and hefty, blocking the sli.
While the slender and exquisite Jade Hairpin Flying Sword slipped through the gap, aiming to stab at the double-faced monster’s lower body.
The double-faced monster bounced several lengths high like a spring, avoiding the sudden attack of the Jade Hairpin Flying Sword.
In the next mont, it twisted its body in midair, its limbs like sharp scythes, crazily slashing down towards Jiang Shouzhong.
"This troubleso thing is really hard to deal with."
Jiang Shouzhong executed the Chasing Wind Step, dodging to the side, quietly complaining.
Seeing that Pucha Xiaohua seed not intending to intervene, Jiang Shouzhong stopped entangling and directly summoned the Heavenly Tribulation Divine Armor.
The sharp claws of the Divine Armor deeply embedded into the ground, the hard stone slabs beneath its claws were as fragile as tofu, with a ’whoosh’, a shower of stone fragnts flung toward the double-faced monster.
"Heavenly Tribulation Divine Armor!"
Tu Danalie was startled once again.
Pucha Xiaohua’s beautiful eyes flickered slightly, her red lips curled into a smile, "I think I know who he is now."
"Who is he?"
Tu Danalie asked curiously.
Pucha Xiaohua didn’t answer, gazing at Tu Danalie, her eyes showing a hint of complexity, "If you can survive, you should just live on well, the Jianghu is no longer for you."
The woman lightly kissed him on the cheek and turned towards the exit.
Boom!
A figure, like an out-of-control sandbag, slamd fiercely against the wall nearby, sending up a cloud of dust and debris.
It was the double-faced monster, Chu Qichuan.
Puh—
Jiang Shouzhong swung his sharp claws, directly piercing through the monster’s head.
Instantly, a jet of tar-like, pungent, and foul-slling blood splattered out, sprinkling the surrounding ground and walls, sizzling.
Chu Qichuan let out a miserable scream.
A man’s deep voice intertwined with a woman’s sharp wail, like a wail of despair from the depths of Hell.
Its body began to convulse uncontrollably.
Imdiately after, its skin turned black and decayed rapidly, large patches of rotting flesh peeled off like falling plaster, eventually becoming a disgusting pile of rotten at.
Jiang Shouzhong looked down at Pucha Xiaohua trying to leave, speaking coldly, "Trying to leave now, don’t you think it’s too late?"
However, Jiang Shouzhong felt a bit puzzled inside.
With Pucha Xiaohua’s cultivation, if she had tead up with Chu Qichuan just now, he wouldn’t necessarily have won.
Yet the woman remained detached.
No one knows what she’s planning.
"As expected of the direct disciple of the Sword Demon, Young Master Jiang, until we et again."
Pucha Xiaohua placed her jade-like fingers on her lips, blowing a kiss in the air towards Jiang Shouzhong, then smiled enchantingly, "Of course, assuming you can make it out alive."
As her words fell, the originally still passage suddenly seed to be stirred wildly by an invisible giant hand, and the space began to twist and deform rapidly.
Jiang Shouzhong was taken aback, swinging his long claws towards the woman.
With a "bang" sound, it was as if tal clashed, a dazzling spark burst forth.
The original passage vanished in an instant, replaced by a nacingly sturdy barricade, standing firmly in its place.
Jiang Shouzhong frowned slightly, swung his claws again, but still couldn’t damage the wall at all.
Not even a scratch could be seen.
Helpless, Jiang Shouzhong had to put away the Heavenly Tribulation Divine Armor, turning his gaze to Tu Danalie, asking, "Is this an illusion technique or so chanism?"
Tu Danalie carefully examined him with a peculiar gaze and said slowly:
"I once had a confrontation with Yan Changqing, I rember he said he would not take on disciples. For you to earn Yan Changqing’s favor and be taught Greedy Life Swordsmanship exceptionally, you must have quite a talent."
Jiang Shouzhong jokingly said, "I’m not talented at all, Senior Yan took as a disciple just because I’m handso."
As he spoke, he scanned the dungeon but didn’t see the ghostly maid’s figure, furrowing his brows.
Could it be that her soul has already dissipated?
"Why is the Heavenly Tribulation Divine Armor with you? I rember, it’s the precious treasure of Huoyun Mountain."
It was evident that Tu Danalie was filled with profound curiosity and endless questions about Jiang Shouzhong at this mont.
While Jiang Shouzhong carefully searched for an exit, he said helplessly:
"I say, Senior, we both might end up trapped and dead in here, and yet you still have the mood to question all these things."
Tu Danalie smiled: "I warned you to leave as soon as possible, pity you didn’t listen, who’s to bla but yourself? I’m not afraid of death, being crippled already, as for you... you’ll just accompany in death."
Jiang Shouzhong, finding no exit, ca in front of Tu Danalie and asked, "Do you really not know where the exit is?"
"Answer my question first." Tu Danalie replied.
Jiang Shouzhong rolled his eyes, "Yan Changqing took as a disciple due to my profound fortune and a great opportunity. As for the Heavenly Tribulation Divine Armor, it was also gained by chance. To be precise, I inherited the Eight Extres Sky-Burning Fist from the second elder ancestor’s direct line."
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