75: Death Fighting Corpse

Although this demonic corpse had only recently gained sentience and acted purely on instinct, not yet understanding most novelties in this world, she was not foolish. On the contrary, her intelligence was extremely high, and her learning ability was exceptionally strong.

After experiencing the terrifying power of the firearm for the first time, she no longer dared to directly block a bullet. However, the bullet's speed was too fast; even an Earth Rank Peak Master would find it extremely difficult to dodge within a few meters.

Yet, the next scene caught everyone off guard. A hole appeared out of thin air in the demonic corpse's chest, and the bullet from the girl's second shot passed directly through the demonic corpse's chest, hitting the large tree behind her.

With a deafening roar, a small bullet actually blasted down a giant tree that required two people to embrace. The broken trunk was charred black, as if it had just been struck by heavenly lightning, lying across the ground.

Having dodged the bullet, the demonic corpse immediately sprang up, flying rapidly in the air, constantly changing direction. The demonic corpse's speed was too fast, and its flight path was completely erratic, so the ponytail girl no longer dared to fire recklessly.

The firearm in her hand was a special item custom-made by her sect elders for her descent down the mountain. Both the bullets and the gun body were magical artifacts, possessing immense power. However, each bullet was not easy to produce, and she couldn't bear to waste them casually.

Nevertheless, with the deterrent of this gun, the demonic corpse dared not approach and attack aggressively for a while.

However, an Earth Rank Master could already stir up sand and stones, and take lives from a distance. The demonic corpse was wary of the magical artifact in the girl's hand and dared not approach rashly. After circling in the air several times, it suddenly swooped down, instantly disappearing into the dense jungle.

"Did she escape?"

Qin Shou, seeing this, thought the demonic corpse intended to use the cover of the forest to flee.

However, the next moment, Qin Shou saw seven or eight thick tree trunks from all directions, like arrows released from a bowstring, whistling through the wind and smashing violently towards them!

"Watch out!"

The young man was startled, his pupils suddenly constricted. A red longsword, intricately carved with runes, appeared in his hand at some unknown point. He let out a low shout, and with a flash of sword light, he bisected a tree trunk charging directly at him, sending wood chips flying.

The girl was also agile; her figure moved like a ghost, weaving flexibly between the tree trunks, gracefully dodging a trunk that was crashing towards her. Her movements were so fluid, like a nimble cat playing in the forest.

However, this man and woman could only look out for themselves and had no time to worry about those around them. Guo Gang was corpulent and moved slowly; he couldn't dodge in time and was hit directly in the chest by a tree trunk. He immediately let out a muffled groan, a mouthful of fresh blood spurted out, and his body, like a kite with a broken string, fell weakly to the ground, wailing in pain.

Ren Jing, being an ordinary person, was even more powerless to resist this sudden attack. Fortunately, Qin Shou was quick-witted. In the nick of time, he rushed in front of Ren Jing, tackled her to the ground, and then, holding Ren Jing, rolled to the side, barely dodging a roaring large tree. It was an extremely close call.

However, they dodged this wave of attacks but couldn't escape the next. From within the dense forest, several more thick tree trunks came flying towards them with even greater force.

Qin Shou held Ren Jing on the ground. At this moment, the two were at the center of the crisscrossing tree trunks, having already lost the chance to dodge! The shadow of death seemed to be close at hand.

"primal chaos whip, go!"

Just as the two felt despair, in a flash of lightning, a long whip, entirely crimson, appeared in the girl's hand at some unknown moment.

She flicked her wrist, and the long whip, like a spiritual snake emerging from its hole, instantly danced into a dazzling whip-flower. A violent whirlwind formed out of thin air, firmly sweeping everyone into the center of the storm.

Those thick tree trunks, carrying immense force, were instantly shredded into a sky full of flying wood chips upon touching the hurricane, scattering down like falling snow.

However, the next moment, an unexpected change occurred. The ground beneath their feet exploded, and a figure, like a ghost, shot out from behind the girl. Its sharp claws went straight for the girl's fair neck, with a speed that left no time to react.

One had to admit, although this demonic corpse had only recently gained sentience and acted on instinct, its combat skills were extremely superb.

It first used the giant trees in the dense forest for long-range attacks to attract everyone's attention, then silently burrowed underground, waiting for an opportunity, suddenly striking from close range. Moreover, its attack target precisely chose the girl, who had the most magical artifacts, which could be described as utterly cunning.

"Junior Sister, be careful!"

The young man was greatly alarmed. Holding the precious sword in his hand, the sword tip emitted points of cold light, and a sword qi stabbed directly at the demonic corpse.

"Jie—"

The demonic corpse let out a piercing shriek, casually raised her hand, and a terrifying gust of wind howled out, sweeping towards the young man like a violent storm, causing him to lose his balance and retreat several steps, his sword nearly slipping from his hand.

However, the young man's action also bought the girl precious reaction time. The girl quickly turned around, swiftly raised her arm, and aimed to shoot at the demonic corpse.

Only this time, the demonic corpse seemed to have anticipated it; she gave the girl no chance to shoot. The demonic corpse spread her five fingers, grabbing at the air. The girl felt a huge pulling force, her gun-holding arm went numb, and her tiger's mouth vibrated. The demonic corpse actually sucked the gun right out of her hand!

"Jie—Jie—Jie—"

The demonic corpse let out a triumphant shriek, grabbing the girl's golden revolver pistol, tilting her head, and studying it carefully, seemingly extremely interested in this magical artifact.

"Ah—"

However, before the demonic corpse could rejoice, shortly after her hand grasped the revolver pistol, wisps of green smoke emerged, and an intense burning sensation instantly caused her immense pain.

In pain, the demonic corpse quickly threw the pistol aside, no longer bothering with it, and directly lunged with a claw towards the girl's chest!

The girl's face turned pale, drained of all color from fright. Instinctively, she tightly gripped the primal chaos whip in both hands, holding it horizontally across her chest to protect her vital points.

The demonic corpse struck the body of the primal chaos whip with her palm, and again, wisps of green smoke emerged, accompanied by the pungent smell of burning flesh. In pain, she quickly retracted her palm.

But even so, the force of that blow was still immense. The girl was only a Xuan Rank Peak, how could she withstand this enraged strike from the demonic corpse? She felt as if her chest had been struck by a giant hammer, her internal organs churned, her throat sweetened, and a mouthful of fresh blood gushed out. Her body flew backward dozens of meters like a kite with a broken string, falling heavily to the ground, her consciousness somewhat blurred, and her vision darkening in waves.

"Junior Sister!"

The young man's eyes were bloodshot and wide with fury, like a crazed beast, as he charged forward again with the precious sword in his hand.

The demonic corpse looked at the young man with a sinister expression and a bloodthirsty smile. With a bizarre twist of her body, she dodged the sword strike and, with another claw, intended to take the young man's life.

"Senior Brother!"

The girl lay on the ground, watching the young man charge towards the demonic corpse, her heart filled with anxiety.