"Brother Zhao, this guy doesn't even let women go. Such a cruel and ruthless person cannot be allowed to go back alive."
How ridiculous to say that he doesn't even let women go.
Then they... never let the creatures here, as well as those innocent mermaid women, abuse them wantonly! Brutal killing! Is this the so-called righteous way? !
The young man known as Brother Zhao winked at Wen Yu, and the two of them took action at the same time.
The sword light spat out, and two sword blades wrapped in the Kaiyuan realm chased after him in the wind.
Bailian's eyebrows were very low, but his eyes became brighter and brighter: "Wen Yu, you seem to have forgotten what those two people told you."
Three circles of fire stepped out from under his feet, which was the Seven Ember Steps that Wen Yu was very familiar with.
Seeing this scene, Wen Yu's eyelids jumped wildly. He suddenly remembered something and his eyes were extremely horrified: "You are crazy!"
Their attacks failed at the same time.
Bailian's figure left a very long afterimage, and he arrived under the wind chime tree in an instant.
With a probe of the long sword, he took down the two wind chimes hanging on the tree and hung them on the edge of the sword. He looked at the crowd with a half-smile as his arrogance disappeared.
Wen Yu immediately sheathed her sword, fearing that he would do something crazy, and hurriedly said: "Don't do this nonsense!"
The rest of the people also kept looking around at the tide of zombie monsters with fear and fear, and no longer showed the calm and fearless expression they had just before.
Balian smiled softly, looked at Wen Yu and said, "I blame you for being too arrogant. Maybe Wen Zhendong's life can't influence you, but these two wind chimes should be enough to make you surrender, right?"
Wen Yu's silver teeth were almost broken and she stared at Balian fiercely: "What do you want?!"
Balian said calmly: "Throw the Yuan Sword over, it's not something you can touch."
The veins in the hand holding the Yuanli Sword were suddenly exposed. Wen Yu was obviously unwilling to hand over this most powerful sword in the world.
Balian didn't argue too much with him. A misty sword intent arose on the sword edge, and he strangled the wind chime without hesitation.
"Slow down! I'll give it to you!" Wen Yu's whole face was distorted. Just as Bai Lian said, he had given up.
The Yuanli Sword was thrown high by him, bringing up a heavy and fierce wind, and threw it to Bailian.
Balian raised his palm and waved it, and the jade in the blue water gave off a faint light, incorporating the Yuanli Sword into it, and then took a deep look at everyone.
He chuckled, slowly took off the two wind chimes on the sword's edge, and pinned them to his waist.
He untied Jinsheng and Master Meng one after another, and said to Master Meng: "Mr. Meng's injuries are not serious. Please carry Jinsheng on your back."
Mr. Meng rubbed his blood-stricken arm and said gratefully: "Thank you little brother for your generous rescue. Meng will definitely fight to the death to protect the safety of Thirteen Swords."
Balian nodded, and when he heard the roar of the Yinhu in the distance getting closer, he knew that the two people had realized something and were rushing back.
Not daring to delay anything else, Bailian jumped into the bottom of the lake, looked at Lin Yuan with concern and said, "I'm sorry, sister Lin Yuan, I'm late."
Lin Yuan's beautiful eyes were sad and her eyes were red and she asked anxiously: "Just now you said... that woman named Wen killed Gui Yuan with her own hands, but you clearly just came here, you... you found Gui Yuan?"
At the end of the sentence, his voice was completely choked and hoarse.
Bailian nodded with heavy eyes: "On my way back, I found him floating in the river. Sister Linyuan, don't worry, I have laid Lin Guiyuan to rest, with his body and head in one place."
While he was talking, he did not forget to use the Qiushui Sword in his hand to chop off the two chains locked at her wrists.
However, the chain was obviously something extraordinary, and every time it was slashed, it only aroused a string of dazzling sparks.
There is a string of talisman light flowing on the dark chain, which cannot be broken by the Qiu Shui Sword.
Lin Yuan murmured: "Just bury him... Just bury him. That child likes Kongcang Mountain the most. He can be buried completely in the mountain... ugh..."
At the end of the sentence, she couldn't say any more. She bit her lip and suppressed the tears from bursting out of her voice.
"Si Chen, now that you have rescued Tianxi's Yuanli Sword, Tianxi must owe you a huge favor. Now you don't have to waste your efforts to save me. You should find a way to leave this place as soon as possible, rush to Tianxi, and save this place. Let the world know the crime, and let Tianxi clear my name for me!"
Balian struck out with his sword again, and the chain shook wildly.
He shook his head and said firmly, "I don't believe in any so-called decent immortality. I only believe in the sword in my hand."
"Si Chen!" Lin Yuan's voice suddenly became sharp.
"Listen, those two ghosts are not human at all. They can't die. You are no match for them."
Balian listened to the sound of the tiger's roar becoming more and more urgent. He no longer continued to split the chains, but shouted to Mr. Meng:
"Mr. Meng, please take Jinsheng out of here first!"
Mr. Meng took a deep look at the two of them, gritted his teeth and said, "Don't worry, little brother, although I, Meng Zifei, am not a big shot, I will fight to the death for Ichigo today and I will give justice to Kong Cangshan!"
With that said, he plunged into the darkness.
Some people immediately wanted to chase them, but Bailian shook the wind chime gently to show a threat.
The man stopped immediately, his face was livid, and he looked at Balian with a look that was almost destructive!
"Sister Linyuan, don't worry. I'm not a human being, and I can't die. Let's fight to see whose life is tougher!" Balian lowered his head and smiled at her, his tone still calm, but very powerful.
The leaves in the forest were miserable. It was raining heavily outside the boundary, but unfortunately not a drop of rainwater could fall to the bottom of the lake.
Lin Yuan looked up at the young man in the night. Even in the depths of despair, his eyes were always so gentle and firm.
He was alone, standing in front of thousands of soldiers and corpses. Even though he was weak, his back was as straight as a gentleman, and there was no trace of haze in his eyes.
"Damn! This kid came from nowhere!"
Yang Zhao and Huang Kang finally arrived here, looking at Balian with a pair of red eyes as if they were dead, filled with demonic aura, and dark, burnt, smelly skin kept peeling off their bodies, but they seemed to feel no pain.
Seeing these two people, Wen Yu felt as if he had seen a savior, and hurriedly stepped forward to greet him: "That kid comes from Zhongyou, and his methods are weird. He somehow got into the pile of corpses. I didn't check for a moment, but he let him I snatched the Demon Summoning Bell and don’t dare to act rashly now!”
Balian turned around and looked at the two people, his eyes constantly sizing them up. He didn't smell the same kind of scent from those two people, so they were not dead.
But there is no living person who can possess such powerful spiritual power even when there is no vitality.
Inhuman!
Not a ghost!
Not a demon!
Not a demon!
An idea flashed in Bailian's mind, as if he had captured something.
