Comprehensive Martial Arts: Others Practice Martial Arts, I Cultivate Immortals

Chapter 27 Oil Lamp
"This sword is a pollutant that has not yet fully awakened. The sword is the carrier of this pollutant. The body of the sword is neither gold nor iron. It is not any metal we know, because it itself is part of the pollutant, so I Being able to use it to hurt those things, of course, there is a price to use this thing."

I don't know if it's because of the pig's trotters just now, but the young man Xu Zhou made an exception and said some more information.

"What price?"

"my life."

After speaking, Xu Zhou took his sword and walked towards the darkness, and he also wanted to find a way to leave.

pollutants.

Wu Chong silently remembered the words of the young man in front of him.

Xu Zhou stopped suddenly after walking two steps. The giant sword in his hand bent strangely like his tongue, and the hilt turned into black mud and melted into his arm little by little. Connected into one.

Suddenly, there was a coughing sound in the inn.

"Cough cough!"

The inn became even darker. This darkness was not caused by the light, but by an invisible force.

Faintly, Wu Chong and the others saw a stooped old man holding a kerosene lamp, coughing and walking in this direction.

This person is wearing coarse linen clothes, with folds on his face and half-closed eyelids. I didn't notice it when I looked at it before, but now I look carefully, and I find that the left side of this person's face is actually blue. This color is very similar to a suffocated corpse. It looks a little normal, but there are also problems. The entire facial features are like a temporary patchwork. At first glance, it is nothing, but a closer look makes the scalp tingle, because this is not a face that a normal person should have at all. Especially the seat on the chest is completely a hole, where dry black blood coagulates, exuding a pungent stench.

Seeing this scene, Wu Chong and the others felt chills in their hearts.

Before, they thought this thing was the innkeeper, so they moved in. Now it seems that this thing is not human at all.

As the old shopkeeper approached, the area illuminated by the oil lamp became clearer. Looking closely, the ground under the old shopkeeper's feet was the same color as a coffin board. It was decayed and smelly, and the tables, chairs and benches beside him had also turned into tombstones. Paper men or something.

"Is this the real scene?"

Er Mazi shuddered for a while, doubting the world.

"This is not an inn at all, it's a cemetery at all!"

They are all bandits who do business without capital. This kind of people are frightened and suspect that they are dead. Wu Chong is not much better. He can only hold the big knife in his hand tightly. This thing does not give him half a sense of security. .

"Big brother."

The bandit fourth brought the two living people together, and after running for a long time, he found out that he couldn't get out of this place by running blindly.It's just that he didn't expect that when he came here, he saw such an exciting scene, and he couldn't help swallowing.

"Be quiet and don't attract its attention."

Before Wu Chong could speak, Xu Zhou interrupted the voice of the fourth bandit. The strange sword in his hand was twisted even more, and the eyeballs on it were flying around randomly. This is a sign that the strange sword is about to wake up. For Xu Zhou, this thing is also a deadly item. The more you use it, the faster it will die, but it doesn't work if you don't use it.

Holding an oil lamp, the old shopkeeper approached slowly, the sound of footsteps became clearer and clearer, and there was only a table away from Wu Chong and the others.

The old shopkeeper was walking on the road of the inn. Wu Chong and the others were sitting in the place where the guests were eating. From such a close distance, Wu Chong and the others could even smell the body odor emanating from the old shopkeeper. It was like being buried for more than half a year. Like a dead body crawling out of a grave.

Cold sweat ran down their foreheads, and everyone breathed lightly as if the pause button had been pressed.

"Boss!! My hand."

Suddenly, a bandit closest to the aisle made a sound in fear.His hands withered at a speed visible to the naked eye. First they got old, then age spots, and finally began to rot like dead branches.This strange force spread rapidly, from the palm to the arm, and then to the whole body.

"save"

The bandit didn't even finish his sentence, and fell down. When he fell to the ground, his whole body turned into ashes and hit the ground.

"It found us!"

"run!"

Wu Chong was the first to run away. He didn't know if Xu Zhou could deal with this monster, and he didn't intend to rely on him. He never liked to entrust his life to others.

As soon as Wu Chong ran away, the remaining Er Mazi and the fourth bandit all ran away.

"erosion?!"

"Monsters of this level have also appeared, and the world is really fucking over."

Xu Zhou also noticed the problem, but he couldn't run away because the old shopkeeper suddenly stopped and raised his head to stare at him.

Got caught!

The strange sword spread rapidly, and the strange color covered his entire arm, and the black power spread all the way to the chest.

There are also more and more eyeballs on the sword body, each of which is scarlet and eye-catching. On the contrary, Xu Zhou's body temperature has dropped rapidly, and he has already left the category of normal people.

This is the price of using this kind of power. The 'pollution' will continuously deprive the user of his lifespan. This deprivation is like a vampire, slowly sucking away the user's soul.It's not so much a power as a curse.

"You can only limit him first, as long as you find the core, you will have a chance!"

Xu Zhou rushed out, frantically raising the strange sword in his hand. There were no fancy moves, just the simplest 'strike Huashan'.

The monster that transformed into the old shopkeeper obviously has no sense of danger, or in other words, in the eyes of this monster, there is no such thing as dodging at all, so Xu Zhou's attack was accurately slashed on the opponent's forehead.

Boom!
After a muffled sound, the strange sword slashed in, cutting off half of the opponent's forehead.

The rest of the sword body was stuck inside the skull, and the eyeballs on the outer sword body twisted rapidly.Xu Zhou, who was in a bad state, turned pale again, and the black part of the sword hilt spread again, this time directly reaching the waist and abdomen, and the upper body also spread to the chin.

Xu Zhou's sword is a half-finished pollutant.

This sword is not so much a sword as it is a tongue, a strange tongue. The eyeballs on the sword body are the fleshy thorns on the tongue coating. It's just that things like 'pollutants' are not normal creatures, so they grow into eyeballs. look.

The old shopkeeper holding the oil lamp stopped in his tracks, the strange sword's attack was still useful to him.

"Fix me!"

Xu Zhou didn't think about killing the other party or anything, and in fact there was no possibility of killing him.

The night monsters can still struggle a little bit, and the pollutants are fine.

Normally, if his attack works, the power of the strange sword and the old shopkeeper will react, and the conflict between the two forces will have a short-term "fixation" effect. Xu Zhou used to rely on this power when encountering evil things escaped.

However, the time of freezing was shorter than Xu Zhou imagined. The old shopkeeper who had been frozen suddenly moved, and the oil lamp in his hand flickered.

"The real pollutant. Oil lamps?!"

(End of this chapter)