Begin Immortality By Slaying Demons

Chapter 62 Fighting against the River God

 Shuiyun Township, fishing village.

Amid the restless roar of the Yangchun River, villagers held torches to light up the dark night.

 Firelight and shadow intertwined.

Their faces were flickering, looking forward in silence, with dancing flames reflected in their pupils, a bit fanatical.

A group of young men held harpoons and pressed the sharp ends against the chests of several seriously injured captains of the Demon Suppression Division.

Liu Xiujie and Li Xiaoer were lying on the ground, breathing heavily, their eyes blurred and their consciousness somewhat unclear.

Ma Tao was even worse. He was good at close-quarters grappling. At this moment, all the bones in his body were broken. His robe was dyed red with thick plasma, and his breath was like gossamer.

They simply couldn't understand what kind of temptation it was that could make a river **** who had worked hard for hundreds of years to gain a reputation and wash away his name as a monster suddenly riot and attack the captain of the Demon Suppression Division.

  Different from other demons.

The River God is deeply respected by the people. After staying here for so long, it can even be said that Shuiyun Township is the "territory" given to him by the Demon Suppressor.

As a price, even if it did not do it personally, the imperial court can hold it accountable for any mistakes made here.

 This is also the reason why Li Mujin went to the temple to wait as soon as he came here. Although he was not used to seeing this river monster, it could still be considered half of his own.

If you commit such an act, the other person will die unless you hide in the water for the rest of your life!

Four hundred years of forbearance fell short, just to kill a few school captains who came to watch the sacrifice?

 There is no reason...

 “Aha! Let you guys in dog skins be arrogant!”

 Meng Xian breathed heavily with excitement and stepped on Li Xinhan's shoulder, which was embroidered with a golden wolf.

At this moment, the three-marked captain of the Jade Liquid Realm had already passed out from the huge pain. His arms were twisted into twists by some strange force, and the white bones were sticking out of his flesh. It was too miserable to look at.

Not long ago, he was evacuating the crowd and using his breath to resist the rushing river.

 Seeing Meng Xian act like this.

 The palms of the other fishermen holding the harpoons trembled slightly.

Although they have been blessed by the river **** since childhood, they still have a sense of awe for the court.



What’s more…

 They all looked up.

 Outside the River Temple.

 Li Mujin stood there slightly tired.

She frowned lightly, and her originally lazy and charming face was now obviously sickly pale. After a long time, she said softly: "Hey, are you going to die soon? If you don't, just don't hold on, okay?"

Opposite it, the woman in green shirt has a short sword stuck in her belly.

 The River God lowered his eyes and stared at his abdomen expressionlessly, then a smile appeared on his lips.

She stretched out her hand, grasped the hilt of the sword with her white fingers, and then pulled it out unhurriedly.

Slight discomfort flashed across her face, and the sword blade slipped out of her wriggling intestines. As she let go, the dagger fell to the ground.

 The River God’s voice was extremely gentle: “I’m waiting for him to come back, what are you waiting for?”

Hearing this, Li Mujin also remembered the black wind from before.

She pondered for a moment and said calmly: "It's too different."

 The river demon seemed to have been injured in some way, his energy was empty, and he could not exert half of his strength.

 But the other party’s late-stage Yuye Realm background is too rich, and being able to hurt him even a little bit is already the limit of what he can do.

　　　　　　伱似伶 Shake your butt!”

Meng Xian slapped the man next to him and took the harpoon from him.

He had a fierce expression on his face, and he was so excited that his brain was trembling. He shouted at the top of his lungs: "Kill this **** of the Demon Suppressor for the River Goddess!"

While roaring, he strode towards the woman to kill him.

The village chief stood silently beside him, with a vague sarcasm on his lips, as if he was watching a good show.

Seeing this, the old man became a little uneasy for a moment.

This brat, how can you, an ordinary person, get involved in the fight between the Demon Suppressing Division Captain and the River God? !

No matter how seriously injured the woman named Li is, she can crush you to death with just one little finger if she stands still! He hurriedly used crutches to stop him.

It’s a pity that he hasn’t come forward yet.

Li Mujin turned around and looked over, watching Meng Xian stabbing the harpoon with a scream.

She lowered her head slightly, her long messy hair swaying slightly: "I'm so annoyed."

 Following the words, the tall and plump body fell down like a kite with its string cut off.

Compared to the river demon, she had already run out of oil and was holding on with just one breath.

In the field of vision, Meng Xian's ugly face was filled with wild beast-like fury. His screams became louder and filled with fanaticism. He was about to prove himself in front of the River God with his own hands.

 Poof!

His facial expressions were frozen instantly. He held the harpoon high, and from his open mouth, a straight black knife quietly poked out.

 Plasma gushes out of the throat, fills the entire mouth, and is then sucked away by the blade.

　　　…”

Li Mujin was lying on the ground, and a familiar figure appeared in his hazy vision.

Her breath was weak and she could not speak.

You can only watch as the slender figure smoothly pulls the long knife out of Meng Xian's head.

 Handsome face stained with blood, dark red ink shirt swaying.

　　The other party walked slowly over Meng Xian's body, and then stepped over himself.

　　　…”

 The River God lowered his hands and stared at Shen Yi blankly.

 The grace on his face was quickly replaced by nervousness: "Why is it you who came back, and him?"

She looked behind him in panic and saw that the path lit by torches was empty: "I have collected all the precious medicine for him, where is he?"

After searching hard, the River God suddenly smelled a very familiar smell.

Her eyes slowly fell on Shen Yi, hooked on his clothes where the demon pill was stored. As she breathed, rage appeared on her face: "You are looking for death!"

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　 simultaneously!

 Shen Yi stepped forward suddenly, and the sword in his hand struck down with great force!

The perfect Greedy Wolf Zhuxie is used with all his strength.

The blade swept across the sky, like a soul-stealing scythe in the dark night.

The river **** was so angry that he did not avoid it at all. The moment he raised his palms, two streams of crystal clear water emerged out of thin air, turning into chains and wrapping around the blade.

The invincible black blade actually stagnated in the gentle water flow, and the blood flowing on the blade was also washed away.

 She was already spending a lot of money, so she had nothing to spare at this moment.

 The five fingers held another stream of water, turned it into a long whip, and whipped the young man viciously!

 “I will peel off your skin and bones and sacrifice your spirit to my dragon king!”

The sound of breaking wind is like the crackling of thunder, and the whip of water is slashing down sharply, like a long snake coming out of its hole, trying to cut off a layer of flesh on the young man's body.

 Shen Yi let go of the hand holding the knife, letting it be chained in the air, and her figure suddenly became erratic.

Stepping on the steps of a white ape playing like a python, his fingers suddenly clenched.

 He leaned over and came within a foot of the woman in green shirt, his eyes cold.

 The dense veins on the woman's body are clearly revealed before her eyes.

 Cut the pulse and capture the dragon!

The fist that looked like white jade slammed into the River God’s delicate face.

 The next moment, her demonic power was lost, and the greasy fat burst out from her face.

Four hundred years of flesh and blood support, coupled with the indulgence of the Demon Suppressor, and the comfortable life have already turned the originally kind River Goddess into a living pig.

 (End of this chapter)