long night walk

Chapter 9 The First Battle of the Corpse Demon
With the pouring of spiritual power in Bailian's body, the water curtain smudged along the blade of the sword towards the green-haired corpse demon's arm like a shoal of ink, and the range continued to spread gradually.

The worn and ancient sleeves were suddenly covered with a layer of water color.

It was precisely because of the appearance of this layer of water that Bai Lian was pleasantly surprised to find that the strength of his neck was much looser than before.

Bai Lian clenched the hilt of the sword tightly, desperately squeezing the remaining spiritual power in his body.

And that layer of water color spread rapidly as his spiritual power continued to pour into the sword body, covering the entire arm of the green-haired corpse demon.

The green-haired corpse demon let out a low growl, and there was no pain in the left hand that was cut.

Although the corpse demon's sense of pain is relatively slow, it is not completely lost.

Only the lowly mortal corpse, without spiritual cultivation, and with the powerful physical body of a corpse demon, knows no pain.

Often the recovery ability of such mortal corpses is also extremely slow.

The green-haired corpse found that the water color covering his arm actually made his left hand feel soft and hard to use.

He let go of his right hand that was strangling the neck of the prey in front of him, and stared at the water layer on his left hand with displeasure.

There was a crisp cracking sound from the elbow joint of the right hand, and the bending movement, which is very simple for ordinary people, was completely difficult for this green-haired corpse.

The sharp nails were not aimed at Bai Lian's throat this time, but stabbed fiercely at his left arm.

And when the tip of the ferociously castrated sharp nail touched the water layer, the speed suddenly slowed down.

And the water layer was no longer in a calm state, and it stirred up layers of wrinkles like waves, and suddenly dispersed, shaking out a cloud of crystal water droplets.

And Bailian's reaction was also extremely fast.

I don't care about the pain of broken bones in my neck.

Bai Lian suddenly bent one leg, brought a gust of wind, and kicked the green-haired corpse demon's lower abdomen fiercely.

Although the green-haired corpse demon is extremely powerful, perhaps because its intelligence has not been fully developed, its reaction is extremely slow.

He was concentrating on dealing with the water curtain on his left hand, when this kick came suddenly, and it was a solid kick.

Almost at the same moment as the water curtain collapsed, the green-haired corpse flew upside down, leaving two long marks on the ground with its feet.

Bai Lian's body suddenly relaxed, and he propped himself up half-kneeling on the ground, coughing in a hoarse voice.

Every time he coughed, the pain from the broken bones in his throat nearly made him pass out.

A large amount of bright red blood spouted from the mouth, and it was scattered on the back of the hand, the hem of the clothes, and the ground, everywhere.

The cold touch from the back of his hand let him know that his blood—is cold!
Bai Lian frowned, and touched his injured neck with his right hand, feeling the deeply sunken arc, which made him a little helpless.

The trembling little deer trotted to Bai Lian's side and let out a low cry of concern.

Then she bit the hem of his blood-stained clothes with her thick lips and gently tugged at it, signaling him to run away quickly.

Bai Lian's heart warmed slightly, unexpectedly, at the critical moment of life and death, this little thing didn't intend to leave him and run away first.

He stroked the fawn's furry head, and twitched the corners of his mouth, trying to give him a reassuring smile.

Unexpectedly, the bright red in the mouth is getting more and more, and there is a sign that it will not stop.

He knew that it would be too late to escape.

This green-haired corpse is extremely fast, with their footsteps, they can't escape very far, and they will become blood in his mouth.

Seeing the corpse demon remove the water curtain on his arm and cast his fierce eyes again, Bai Lian's mouth was full of bitterness.

He stood up with difficulty, with the long sword in his hand across his chest. Since he couldn't escape, the only thing he had to do was fight!

He was killed because of cowardice in his lifetime, and now he has the chance to be born again, if he can no longer be strong, then let him be completely silent and decayed!
He kicked the fawn's fat buttocks vigorously, and roared hoarsely: "Go!"

The little deer neighed in pain and looked at him in disbelief, wondering why he didn't run away.

Frightened by the existence of the green-haired corpse, and angry at the kick that hurt it, he turned his thick lips hard, spit at him, and ran away without looking back...

Seeing it leave, Bai Lian finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He raised his breath slowly, exhaled jerkyly, there was still a faint pain in his throat, he frowned slightly, two intertwined warm currents surged from his dantian.

The Autumn Water Sword in his hand trembled as if being attracted, because it felt a very familiar breath from the two warm currents.

Bai Lian's mood was a little complicated, he didn't know the origin of the two warm currents.

One of the bursts of aura came from the senior brother who died on his little sword, and was transformed by his blood essence.

And another soft breath like spring water was left in his body when Miss Jiujiu was absurd with him.

Practicing the primordial yin of a woman is of great benefit to the cultivator.

Spiritual swords often recognize their own masters, and Qiushuijian is exactly like this.

And it was precisely because Miss Jiujiu knew this that she left her Autumn Water Sword to him.

With a crisp sound of "click", the green-haired corpse demon's wrist twisted to [-] degrees straightened again, and the sharp nails of both hands were facing Bai Li'an far away.

In the cave, moist water vapor permeated from the soil under the feet, condensing into crystal clear water droplets, which condensed in mid-air and surrounded Baili'an.

At this time, it was raining heavily outside, the soil was wet, and the attribute of Qiushui Sword was Zhishui Lingjian.

The right time, the right place, and the right people, now Bai Lian has taken over.

The green-haired corpse demon let out a low growl, and the ground under his feet, which was not considered soft, flew dust and left a big hole.

The figure flickered and disappeared from the spot in an instant.

However, after seeing his astonishing speed, Bai Lian didn't dare to neglect him in the slightest.

At this time, the Qiushui sword had already been unsheathed, saving him the time to draw the sword. With a flick of his wrist, the sword edge deftly lifted upwards, pulling out a beautiful sword flower.

The sword edge wiped the strings of water droplets in the air, and cut the water droplets standing in the air into two pieces.

Water is the softest thing in the world. Water can contain all things and change into various forms because of all things.

The formation of water droplets is due to Bai Lian's thoughts.

But now with the quick movements brought out by the upward teasing, the round water drops were flattened by that quick force and spread out into a thin piece, as transparent as a bright mirror.

This is a very conservative defensive stance.

Through the transparent and thin water curtain, Bai Lian saw a pair of fishy green eyes...

The green-haired corpse demon, who was originally so fast that only a shadow remained, fell into the water curtain with his fingertips and claws, the water curtain buzzed and shook violently, as if it would collapse at any time.

At the same time, the galloping body of the green-haired corpse also seemed to have a strong sense of stagnation, and stopped behind the water curtain.

(End of this chapter)