I Can Devour Spirits

Chapter 348 - 293: The Lone Desolate Sword_2

Who is this woman?

At this moment, Lv Qingzhu swung her sword again, slicing off a piece of the robe on Wu Xiang’s shoulder. But this time, along with the torn robe, there was also a piece of flesh flying...

Wu Xiang cried out in pain, retreating rapidly, while Lv Qingzhu followed closely like a shadow, a flicker of sword shadow.

Lv Qingzhu pressed her lips together, her eyes bright and clear, without a single ripple or any hint of killing intent.

But her sword was as solitary as a plum blossom!

That thin plum tree growing on the cliffs, fighting against the barren rock walls, battling the world of drifting snow, stands alone against the sheer cliff, yet it remains proudly cold, blossoming in the midst of falling snow!

The faint fragrance drifting amidst the heavens and earth! No one has ever smelled it, but it truly existed. Isn’t that so?

A solitary plum!

A solitary sword!

A solitary person!

The sword edge of Lv Qingzhu aimed at Wu Xiang’s throat!

Wu Xiang leaned back, although the sword edge had not reached him, the half-inch sword aura was equally capable of slicing open his windpipe!

In that life-and-death moment, Wu Xiang’s scalp felt as if it were electrified, goosebumps erupted all over his body, and simultaneously, a thread of blood erupted from every pore beside the goosebumps!

The densely wriggling blood threads, like living creatures, instantly gathered, blocking Lv Qingzhu’s lone sword!

Wu Xiang’s face turned pale, sweat covered his forehead, a faint blood mark on his neck disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Lv Qingzhu looked at Wu Xiang, who was surrounded by writhing blood threads, her eyes flickered slightly. She always knew about the Filthy Blood Sect and was aware of the many mystical and bizarre aspects of the Filthy Blood Divine Skill, but this was the first time she’d seen it with her own eyes.

Lv Qingzhu only paused slightly and then flicked her sword shadow again, attacking Wu Xiang!

With the Filthy Blood Divine Skill protecting him, the fear in Wu Xiang’s eyes diminished greatly, and he fiercely battled Lv Qingzhu once more.

Their figures suddenly moved, Lv Qingzhu’s sword shadow like a tide, but Wu Xiang’s heavy Precept Blade steadfastly guarded, unmoving like a rock.

Lv Qingzhu’s every lethal move was blocked by the living blood threads formed by the Filthy Blood Divine Skill.

Both used their full strength, greatly exhausting themselves!

Lv Qingzhu consumed True Qi!

Besides consuming True Qi, Wu Xiang was also depleting the ’blood’ throughout his body!

The power of Lv Qingzhu’s sword techniques was immense; each time the writhing blood threads collected to block them, they consumed a lot as well.

Both began to gasp, their breathing became unstable.

Wu Xiang was gambling now, whether Lv Qingzhu’s True Qi would deplete first or the ’blood’ within him used to instigate the Filthy Blood Divine Skill.

With Lv Qingzhu’s current combat strength, if the Filthy Blood Divine Skill couldn’t be activated, she could kill him with a single sword!

While the two were consumed in this standoff, suddenly a figure emerged from the edge of the dense forest not far away!

It was the old farmer carrying Tao Rong’s head!

The old farmer glanced at the battle scene and immediately turned to leave!

Though he didn’t know Lv Qingzhu, he knew Blood Monk Wu Xiang!

Given Wu Xiang’s terrifying combat power, surprisingly he had his robe torn off and was forced to use the Filthy Blood Divine Skill. Seeing his pale face and sweating profusely, it was clear the ’blood’ within him to initiate the Filthy Blood Divine Skill was already running low.

The fact that the woman could force Blood Monk Wu Xiang to such a state signified her terror.

The old farmer didn’t want to stay for a moment longer, making his escape immediately.

But upon seeing the old farmer, Wu Xiang’s heart was filled with joy.

Though the old farmer’s Martial Arts Realm was merely Micro, his Filthy Blood Divine Skill was already at the Second Layer, just like him!

The Second Layer of the Filthy Blood Divine Skill was already sufficient to withstand Lv Qingzhu’s attack!

Wu Xiang shouted, "Old farmer, don’t leave! Let’s kill this woman together!"

Upon hearing Wu Xiang’s shout, the old farmer not only didn’t turn back but sped up his pace.

"Old farmer, would you let such a beautiful woman go? Look at her, she’s much more beautiful than Qingchuan!"

"Qingchuan?" The old farmer’s heart skipped a beat, his pace slightly halted. The recent slaughter had ignited desires still burning within him, and he couldn’t believe there was any woman more beautiful than Qingchuan.

The old farmer turned around, thinking he’d just go and take a look. Since they were in fierce combat, viewing her briefly before retreating should not involve him.

Because he had only seen the woman’s back from afar and hadn’t yet seen her face.

He was simply curious about Wu Xiang’s words; he couldn’t believe this woman would be more beautiful than Qingchuan.

The old farmer stood far off, awaiting a glimpse of Lv Qingzhu’s face. Coincidently, as he approached, Wu Xiang and Lv Qingzhu swapped positions.

In an instant, the old farmer saw Lv Qingzhu’s face.

The world at that moment froze there!

In that instant, he felt anchored to that spot!

What he had seen were mountain women; toward someone like Qingchuan, he was already awed as if meeting a Celestial Being!

But Lv Qingzhu was different; she lacked the poised stance of Qingchuan, possessing an inherent, untainted aura of natural nobility!

Seeing the old farmer return, Wu Xiang recognized hope, his heart jubilant, he called out, "Old farmer, her True Qi is running low. Activate the Second Layer of the Filthy Blood Divine Skill, let’s wear her down together."

"As long as her True Qi is drained, the woman is yours! Such beauty—this lifetime you’ll never encounter another!"

Tempted by Wu Xiang’s words, the old farmer felt moved. He realized both were in a stalemate, seeing who would wear out first!

"Do you really mean it, you’re willing to give her to me?" The old farmer suddenly shouted.