Without warning, a black rain fell from the sky, washing over Xu Zhe's naked upper body.
It can't take away any melancholy, it just makes the air more solemn.
The rain lasted for a very short time, probably only a few tens of seconds, and the water drops flowing through my body gave me an indescribable sense of familiarity.
Because these are all the dragon bodies that I just condensed...
Just now, the person who should have died in the mauling of the dragons suddenly swung the samurai sword in his hand.
Xu Zhe watched helplessly as his Nine Dragons were torn into pieces. The overbearing demonic energy shook the pieces up to a height of ten meters, and then this horrific rain fell.
After being freed from the dragon's bite, Xinyouwan had long lost his human appearance, with not a single intact piece of skin on his body.
What was exposed after the rain was not muscles or bones, but a body made of hard rock, like a thousand-year-old stone sculpture. The ferocious appearance was more like a terrifying mask, and the pointed horns on its head made Xu Zhe naturally categorize it as a ghost.
But if you compare it with the ghosts I dealt with in Wuhan, the guy from before was just garbage.
"What on earth are you?" Xu Zhe knew that the monster in front of him was not as simple as a ghost.
"If you're asking about my name, I have too many names given to me by you humans." The big mouth with fangs seemed to be carved without moving, but the voice came out of it, and a pair of shiny yellow pupils looked at the world, "Mountain boy? Mandrill? Mountain demon? You can choose what you want to call me..."
He waved the almost blood-red long sword in his hand and put it behind his back. For some reason, Xu Zhe felt more sadness than fear from him.
"I was originally just a statue to ward off evil spirits in front of a village temple. I didn't expect that when I first stood up, I was not worshipped but met with anger and curses from the villagers. A plague broke out in the village the day after I appeared, and fires were even more frequent. The ignorant villagers blamed all the faults on me, and I became a symbol of evil spirits. They poured dog blood and urine on me, and this never stopped for five hundred years." Recalling the past time, the mountain ghost suddenly laughed, "So after absorbing the people's resentment and the spiritual energy of the mountain for three hundred years, I finally turned into a monster.
Do you know what the first thing I did after I turned into a demon was? I killed everyone in the village, adults and children, even the guard dog, leaving no one alive.
Since they hate me so much, it's okay for me to kill them, right? All the faults are on me anyway." Killing seemed so natural when it came out of the mountain ghost's mouth.
"Am I here to listen to your story? If I want to find someone to talk to, I'll charge you for it!" With a gloomy face and sword in one hand, Xu Zhe rushed forward first.
The dancing fine steel sword spun and chopped down from above, hitting the monster squarely on the right shoulder. Something unexpected happened...
The sword, which even steel might not be able to block, actually stopped steadily on the mountain ghost's shoulder and failed to cut in even a little bit.
"Don't expect it. My body is made of rock forged by time. No armor can be as strong as it. You can't hurt me." The mountain ghost didn't even make a move to resist. He just stared at the tiny person in front of him.
"Really?" He exerted force on his hand again, forcing the sword to continue slashing, tilting from the shoulder and passing across the mountain ghost's chest, stirring up only a burst of sparks. Looking at the surface of the rock again, there was not even a scratch left...
"So you have talent, but it's just very weak now." The mountain ghost's tone was like a sigh.
The stone arm swung, and the word "clumsy" could not describe it. The smooth and coherent movements were something that even humans could not do, as if a light and shadow slid through the air. When the light and shadow took shape, the bright long knife had already pierced through Xu Zhe's heart.
Bright red blood dripped from the blade onto the slippery ground...
Xu Zhe lowered his head slightly to look at the sword piercing his chest, then looked at the monster swinging the sword, and said nothing. His breathing seemed so rapid, even his legs were shaking weakly, and death was so clear that he could even touch it.
Suddenly, the whole dying body collapsed instantly, and Xu Zhe, who was still dazed, turned into a pile of ordinary branches and leaves and fell naturally.
"Puppetry?" Shan Gui was a little surprised. He was surprised that he didn't see through Xu Zhe's "trick".
"Are you looking at me too much?" At this moment, Xu Zhe walked out from behind a big tree, and the sword in his hand was no longer light blue.
"Five Elements Forbidden Spells. Virtual Wood Spell. Afterimage. Aren't you always following the law of mutual generation and mutual restraint with me?" On the same tree, another Xu Zhe stood up
"Breathing, heartbeat, even the level of spirituality, everything is exactly the same." One, two, ten... In an instant, countless Xu Zhe who deserved to be killed emerged from all over the forest. Their uniform tone and contemptuous eyes were exactly the same as what was said, without any difference.
The so-called puppet technique is just a trick to deceive stupid humans.
"It seems like you have learned some interesting magic?" Waving the long sword, carrying it on the shoulder that Xu Zhe had just chopped, the mountain ghost looked around. Among the dense branches and under the trees, there were Xu Zhe standing all over. Although he knew that only one of them was real, the appearance of each holding a long sword in his hand still looked particularly spectacular. "According to the same principle as the water dragon, the condensed spirit of the world and wood was infused into the leaves and dead branches of Miao, creating so many clones in his own image.
If you choose to flee now, I can't stop you.
You win this time, I hope to fight you again next time..." As he said that, the mountain ghost put away his knife, and it looked like he had no intention of continuing the fight because of Xu Zhe's strange magic.
"You're all looking at me..." I don't know how many Yuzhe shouted in unison, swords of condemnation were raised, and pairs of cold pupils could not find a single thought of escape, "I didn't think of creating so many clones just to escape, I have to deal with a big guy like Yaqi.
You are not qualified enough to scare me!"
In an instant, many Xu Zhe surrounded him, dragging long swords, and their majestic momentum seemed to swallow up the mountains and rivers.
"Arrogant!" He swung the long sword in his hand again. Even though he was facing an opponent dozens of times his size, Shan Gui did not retreat but rushed forward with all his strength.
The fight went on without screams, and the battle between the sword and the knife never stopped. Every swing of the samurai sword brought a pile of fallen branches and leaves, and every swing of the sword only caused countless sparks on the surface of the mountain ghost.
The surging clones did not give the opponent any chance to breathe. When one companion was killed, a new one would immediately fill in, making the mountain ghost standing in the encirclement always under attack from all sides.
Relying on its hard body, the mountain ghost showed no signs of defeat, swinging its knife faster and faster. Concentrating its domineering demonic energy between the blades, it would often sweep away a large area of "Xu Zhe" with one strike.
Just like an ant gnawing on an elephant, they had no idea what death was. The piled up Xu Zhe even drowned the poor mountain ghost.
"The mountain ghost is angry, and he will kill with a thousand swords!" An invisible roar was heard, and blood-red sword lights shot out from the buried center, which was very similar to the way the dragons were strangled just now.
The surging demonic energy blasted all the besiegers into the air. The rapidly swinging knife decomposed the false afterimages, and even the surrounding thick trees were shredded into sawdust.
So when everything calmed down, looking at the earth again, it seemed as if a tornado had hit, with wood chips and broken trees all over the ground.
Standing in the same position, with his upper body lowered, the arrogant mountain ghost finally showed signs of fatigue, with knife marks of varying depths all over his body. His body, which was said to be extremely strong, could not withstand the continuous attacks of many wood clones, and some of the deeper wounds even shed some black blood.
Looking around, the large group of "Xu Zhe" had disappeared, and there were only the last two Xu Zhe on the left and right, supporting their bodies with swords and breathing heavily.
Until now, no bloody corpse has been seen, and even an idiot knows that the real entity is between these two.
"Haha, you still lost in the end." The mountain ghost laughed, and his smile was so proud. "If you still have the strength to launch another round of attacks, I will definitely die at your hands. Unfortunately, it seems that you have reached your limit? Supporting the last puppet, what else can you do?"
"Kill you..." Xu Zhe's calm words could be regarded as an answer to the mountain ghost's question.
One on the left and one on the right, they rushed forward again, dragging their own swords of condemnation.
Xu Zhe on the left was a little faster, looking like he was ready to sacrifice himself, while the person on the right seemed a little hesitant.
In the eyes of the mountain ghost, this hesitation is the instinctive fear of death of human beings.
"You're still hiding even though you're already tied up?!" He didn't even notice the "cover" on the left, and stabbed with his knife. The mountain ghost sneered and turned to face the man on the right, preparing to draw his knife to fight again. Suddenly, he found that the knife didn't listen to him at all and was stuck behind him.
This is totally different from the feeling of chopping leaves...
The truth and falsehood were self-evident, and the mountain ghost finally realized that he had really seen the man who drove away the Nine-Tailed Fox.
Turning back again, the puppet on the right that was believed to be Xu Zhe collapsed, and the scattered leaves were blown past the two of them by the wind.
The knife was still the same one, but now it was tightly held in Xu Zhe's left hand. The sharp blade made Xu Zhe pay the price, and bright red blood dripped down his elbow. This time it was real human blood...
The sword of condemnation, which had been tied to his right hand, exerted all its power and pierced into the deepest wound on the mountain ghost's waist.
But a stone is a stone after all, and the sharp sword blade only penetrated five centimeters. This was the limit of what Xu Zhe could do, but it was enough.
"Son, I seem to understand why the higher-ups are so eager to kill you." The mountain ghost was praising him, because he realized at this moment that he had fallen into Xu Zhe's trap from the very beginning, and was led by him to the forest of trees that specifically defeated him. The seemingly useless dragons were all used to make him relax his vigilance again and again, and the countless afterimages were created just to prepare for this sword.
"You understand too late. The most stupid thing is that you don't know that the sword has two sides..." With his forehead lowered, not knowing whether it was out of fatigue or indifference, he exerted force to turn the sword inserted in the mountain ghost's waist, and the other smooth side of the sword was exposed. Unexpectedly, what appeared was the Five Elements Forbidden Spell Tianshui Talisman with a light blue halo. It turned out that from the very beginning, Xu Zhe did not erase the talisman that controlled the water spirit.
"You have been condensing two kinds of spiritual energy?!" Thinking of this, Shan Gui felt fear for the first time, and believed that the seemingly ordinary man in front of him was definitely more terrifying than he had imagined.
“No matter how strong your shell is, you will bleed eventually… Tianshui Talisman. Blood-soaked Dragon.” Without any intonation, the final killing move was formed.
In an instant, a giant black dragon burst through the rock body of the mountain ghost, soared into the sky, and looked down upon the world with its fangs and claws bared.
However, compared with other dragons created by Xu Zhe, it looks so delicate.
There is no way, it is made of the blood of mountain ghosts...
"Coming to Japan means fighting and fighting non-stop... There's really no time to rest." With a faint complaint, the bandages binding his hands and sword broke, and the sword fell powerlessly to the muddy ground, and the black dragon in the sky also quickly disintegrated.
As for Xu Zhe, his tense nerves finally got a breather, but the strength to support him was instantly drained, and his thin body fell weakly to the ground.
At the moment he fell, Xu Zhe's blurred vision seemed to see...
I saw a figure I missed standing under a tree, panting heavily as if she was running? Her messy black hair was not as neat as a girl should be…
Wu Qian, as usual, appeared by his side when he was most tired and weak, as if she had never left.
"It seems like a beautiful dream?" Xu Zhe smiled just because he was moved by the figure that seemed to be imaginary...
About five minutes later, Alice, with an injured right foot, arrived at the battlefield belonging to Xu Zhe.
But there was nothing left on the ground except the corpse of a giant monster and traces of battle...
Xu Zhe is no longer here...