Bronze Armor Corpse!

"You're about to meet the Grim Reaper!"

Bai Yu leaped up, darting like a swallow straight towards Jue Yuan.

Jue Yuan flew into a rage, grabbing a mixed-iron staff from his side and slamming it fiercely at Bai Yu.

The iron staff weighed a good hundred pounds. Coupled with Jue Yuan's brute strength, it whistled through the air with extraordinary force.

A hit from this staff would turn even a wild bull into mincemeat.

However, at that moment, Bai Yu swayed, touching the ground lightly like a swallow skimming water, then retreated swiftly.

"Times have changed, my friend!"

He unexpectedly pulled a repeating crossbow from his back and squeezed the trigger.

Shwii! Shwii! Shwii!

Three crossbow bolts gleamed coldly as they shot straight at Jue Yuan.

Jue Yuan shouted:

"Behold my Golden Bell Shield!"

His clothes burst apart, revealing bronze-colored skin with a metallic sheen.

But the next moment, the three crossbow bolts pierced Jue Yuan's thigh and chest.

It was as easy as piercing tofu.

At the end of the crossbow bolts, one could see a yellow talisman wrapped around them.

A Blood Talisman, a Sharp Metal Armor Piercing Talisman!

Jue Yuan's eyes widened like copper bells, filled with disbelief.

"Impossible! My Golden Bell Shield is indestructible."

The next moment, he collapsed to the ground, dead on the spot.

Bai Yu brought down his saber, and Jue Yuan's head rolled away.

Bai Yu quickly searched him, finding only a dozen taels of loose silver on Jue Yuan's person.

There were also a few yellow talismans on the ground nearby, and a large yellow gourd that continuously spewed out Sha Qi.

Bai Yu recognized that these yellow talismans, along with the large gourd, formed a small feng shui array.

This array could draw out the Sha Qi from the nearby ley lines and then drive it towards the Mortuary.

No wonder the Sha Qi in the Mortuary had suddenly surged tonight.

Without a word, Bai Yu capped the yellow gourd and tore up the yellow talismans, breaking the feng shui array.

Having done this, he rushed to the next feng shui array eye.

Bai Yu had Old Mo monitor these monks, and Old Mo had monitored more than just one person.

He had also figured out the location of another monk.

Old Mo leaped swiftly, moving like a black arrow in the night.

Bai Yu followed closely behind, listening to the whistling wind in his ears, his mind growing calmer.

His easy slaying of Jue Yuan had given him a deeper understanding of his own strength.

Dealing with a Third-Rank Martial Artist was like killing a chicken.

Before long, he saw another monk between several graves, holding a yellow gourd, making hand seals, and chanting incantations.

This monk was named Jueming, the Golden Dragon Abbot's eldest disciple.

His strength had reached the Fourth Rank Vein Opening Realm, making him far more alert than Jue Yuan.

From dozens of meters away, he suddenly stood up, holding his monk blade and shouting:

"Jue Yuan? Why are you here?"

"If you ruin the Abbot's plan, he'll skin you alive and use your skull as a magic artifact."

He saw Bai Yu carrying a large gourd on his back from afar, and assumed that it was Jue Yuan recently abandoning his post.

Bai Yu remained silent, rushing forward quickly.

When he was a dozen meters away, Jueming suddenly realized that something was wrong. How did this person have hair?

But at that moment, Bai Yu grabbed the gourd on his back and threw it over.

Jueming raised his monk blade and slashed down, cutting the large gourd in half.

The Sha Qi mist from the gourd burst out, and Jueming couldn't help but shiver.

Just then, a flash of bright saber light shot out from the mist, heading straight for Jueming's head.

Jueming instinctively raised his monk blade to block.

With a clang, sparks flew, and Jueming retreated a dozen steps.

His tiger's mouth ached, and he almost couldn't hold onto the monk blade in his hand.

"Who is this guy? What strength!!!"

However, Jueming was also a seasoned warrior who had experienced countless battles. With a flick of his sleeve, five golden darts shot towards Bai Yu's vital acupoints.

"Arhat Slayer Monk Blade!"

He himself charged towards Bai Yu, his long blade slashing continuously, transforming into three cold streaks of light aimed at Bai Yu's head and neck.

Jueming was confident that this combo attack had killed countless powerful enemies.

Hidden weapons in front, long blade behind.

If he dodged the golden darts, he would be killed by the Arhat Slayer Monk Blade.

Even a Fifth-Rank Martial Artist would be caught off guard and might capsize in the gutter.

However, Bai Yu didn't dodge or evade at all, but instead met the attack head-on.

"Clang clang clang clang clang—"

Five consecutive sounds of metal clashing rang out as the five golden darts struck Bai Yu, actually producing sparks!

Bai Yu's mastery of the Vajra Iron Shirt Skill allowed him to ignore these hidden weapons.

Bai Yu didn't defend at all, but instead attacked relentlessly.

The long saber in his hand transformed into a bolt of white silk, slashing horizontally.

Soul Severing Saber Technique, one strike to sever the head!

Jueming was immediately shocked!

This person actually possessed extremely profound external martial arts.

He was startled by Bai Yu's desperate fighting style and hurriedly changed his move, raising his monk blade to block Bai Yu's horizontal slash.

A sound of metal clashing rang out as Bai Yu's steel saber and Jueming's monk blade collided.

A thumb-sized notch appeared on the steel saber, while Jueming's monk blade remained unscathed.

Jueming couldn't help but feel relieved.

His monk blade was made of deep-sea iron, far superior to ordinary steel sabers.

If this continued, the weapon of the guy in front of him would be the first to give out.

However, Bai Yu turned a blind eye, and the long saber in his hand transformed into a bolt of white silk, aiming straight at Jueming!

Each move faster than the last!

Swish swish swish!

After three moves, the steel saber in Bai Yu's hand snapped with a crack.

Jueming was overjoyed and was about to swing his blade to counterattack when suddenly his feet went soft.

A line of blood appeared on his neck, and fresh blood gurgled out.

The next moment, his head rolled to the ground, and his headless corpse spurted blood.

"What a fast blade!"

These were Jueming's last thoughts before death.

Bai Yu snorted coldly and began to clean up the battlefield.

Jueming had hundreds of taels of silver notes on him, but nothing else.

However, obtaining a high-quality monk blade would greatly improve Bai Yu's combat power.

Without saying a word, Bai Yu broke the Feng Shui formation again.

At this time, the concentration of Sha Qi in the air had dropped by a level.

Only the area near the Mortuary was still shrouded in a white mist of Sha Qi.

But that white mist of Sha Qi had also begun to dissipate slowly.

"Two of the five Feng Shui formation eyes have been broken, so they shouldn't be able to form a large formation again."

"I'll leave the other two formation eyes alone for now and go help Uncle Jiu in the Mortuary first!"

Bai Yu picked up the monk blade and rushed towards the Mortuary.

At this time, the refining of the Bronze Armor Corpse in the Mortuary had reached a critical point.

Golden Dragon Abbot chanted incantations, rapidly forming hand seals and reciting spells.

Streams of white mist of Sha Qi were stirred by him and poured into Mangzi's corpse.

His figure grew larger and larger, two fangs grew from the corners of his mouth, and his green fur began to turn bronze.

Mangzi let out a beast-like roar from his throat, and the ferocity in his eyes intensified.

Finally, he opened his huge mouth and sucked in a breath, like a whale drawing water, sucking the surrounding white mist into his belly.

Golden Dragon Abbot clapped his hands and laughed:

"The Bronze Armor Corpse is complete, it's time to sacrifice Lin Jiu!"

Saying that, he grabbed Uncle Jiu and was about to throw him to the Bronze Armor Corpse.