Lin Pingzhen's Rainbow Sword, which was famous for its lightness in the Wuhua Sect, slowly rose up and hung in mid-air. The powerful vortex of spiritual energy swept through the group of demon cultivators who were about to move. Those with shallow cultivation couldn't withstand it on the spot. This spiritual pressure with this sword energy was half kneeling on the ground.
"What does he want to do? Sacrifice himself for the survival of the other two people?" Yi Feng looked complicated: "Stupid!"
"Who can you hurt with the remaining strength you have now?" Lin Pingzhen's posture seemed powerful, but in fact it only served to scare these unsophisticated foundation-building monks. He could tell at a glance that the opponent was at the end of his strength, and even the spiritual power he released was a little weak. The spiritual power was thin. Even if he successfully used this move, it would not achieve the results he expected. Instead, it would accelerate the consumption of the remaining spiritual power in the body. force.
In this way, it would be effortless for them to capture this person next, which is really stupid. I didn't expect that he valued those two brats so much. He might not rush to kill them for a while. Keeping them might have unexpected effects...
It's just that Yi Feng underestimated Lin Pingzhen. This young and promising Jindan monk is not as blind as he imagined, nor is he as simple as he thought.
...
Next, Ningxia knew what the other party wanted to do without even looking. This is too ridiculous——
Ningxia did not expect such a result in the end. If this was really the direction in the end, wouldn't she become the murderer who forced Lin Pingzhen to walk onto the sacrificial altar in person? Why is this...why is this!
It would have been better if she had known that she had not done this, maybe there would be another turning point... Although she knew in her heart that this might be very slim, after all, they had not waited for reinforcements until this critical moment. This shouldn't be like this. A wave of regret arose in Ningxia's heart, which made her feel at a loss as to what to do.
Hearing someone behind him shouting his name hoarsely, Lin Pingzhen didn't react and concentrated on commanding his natal spirit sword to create a storm that seemed to swallow him up as the executor.
Sorry, I was scared. But that’s all.
Yi Feng pushed aside the guarded disciple who was blocking him, and snorted coldly: "You are not overestimating your own abilities." This level... No, that's not right. The face of the man who was originally full of disdain changed drastically. Is this person crazy?
He gritted his teeth: "What are you still doing? Go and stop him quickly. If you can't stop us, we will all die here! Get over here and stop him even if you use your body to stop him. No, one of you will go over and attack that spiritual shield. , Catch those two brats." As he spoke, he had already gone into battle himself.
Lin Pingzhen didn't stop because of Ningxia's stop, and naturally he wouldn't give up because of the obstruction of these enemies. Yi Feng and his party should never have given his sword move a chance to take shape. They only relaxed for a moment and then handed over the initiative.
The spiritual sword suspended in mid-air exuded a strangely dazzling spiritual light, and strands of light golden spiritual power lingered in Lin Pingzhen's birth, exuding a kind of scorching heat inside and outside, as if exuding the heat of life...
After shouting twice and getting no response from the other party, Ningxia felt an even bigger headache. How could Lin Ping really do that? How could you choose to do this? !
Even if he loses and is captured by the other party, as the most important successor of the leader, it is the two of them who are in danger in the end, not him. How could you be so blind to take such extreme measures? At this point there is really no turning back.
Just thinking about that scene and possibility made her tremble.
Fool! What a fool! Coming back soon.
... Lin Pingzhen's move is indeed not an ordinary move, but a way of overdrawing one's life and setting up a situation of mutual destruction.
This was confirmed when I felt the unusual and vibrant spiritual power in Ningxia.
Where does this endless vitality, which seems to come from the bones, come from? Anyway, it couldn't be coming from a person whose spiritual power was faintly exhausted and who had suffered excessive blood loss.
The other party intends to drain himself dry and perish together with the others. After this overdraft power is exhausted, what is waiting is probably self-destruction.
This is the reason why both Yifeng and Ningxia feel so panicked.
"Wait a minute -" Someone pressed her shoulder, and a pair of eyes that seemed to be filled with coldness instantly made her wake up, as if she had been exposed to cold water.
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This little brat doesn't want his life, right? He doesn't want his life, but they still want to live.
When I catch him later, I will make him taste the feeling of not being able to survive but not being able to die.
At this moment, Yi Feng and the remaining Baihua Palace disciples had become red-eyed. They had forgotten their original intentions and the current environment they were in. They only wanted to take down the boy who was fooling them around.
Yi Feng was still roaring, and the remaining Baihua Palace disciples had to divide themselves into two groups to defeat them one by one. He also sent two people to the spiritual power shield, probably hoping to find an opening to dig them out.
Ningxia has seen it, but has no intention to care about it. Xie Shi's words temporarily calmed her chaotic mood, but she didn't believe them all. Her eyes were still staring in Lin Pingzhen's direction, and her lips were bitten until she realized it.
After all, these people's movements could not prevent Lin Pingzhen's powerful sword move from being completed. Yi Feng's consciousness became slightly clearer, and he subconsciously wanted to step back... No, this kid——
The rainbow fell, and everything it passed was covered by a dazzling light, making it almost impossible for those present to clearly see the situation in front of them.
Someone was screaming and screaming, and the hissing sound of a sharp weapon piercing the skin was horrifying to hear.
"cough……"
Ningxia's mind was empty.
The spiritual light gradually disappeared, but there was still a small moaning sound, but it was very weak.
"Okay, I'm looking down on you. But, don't you think that you can travel smoothly through the world like this?"
Yifeng's hair was crooked, his clothes were messy, his body was covered with spots of blood, there was a rusty smell inside and out, and there was a dark red blood stain on both sides of his waist.
Ningxia had returned to normal sight at this time, but the scene before them was still not optimistic, and could even be said to be worse.
Lin Ping's drill to attack the east and west failed. The other party sensed his intention and intercepted him with smoke bombs.
The scene is now very clean, and apart from the two Jindan masters who are still fighting, the only ones still standing are Ningxia and Xie Shi who are in the spiritual shield. The nearly ten remaining combat forces who were originally following Yi Feng were wiped out by Lin Pingzhen with one sword stroke, and now they are all groaning and rolling on the ground.
In order to create the illusion of perishing together, Lin Pingzhen tried his best and really used his real skills. Unexpectedly, he fell short and failed. He was intercepted by Yi Feng in front of the spiritual power shield. He was only one step away from being able to dodge into Ningxia's spiritual power. barrier.
Of the two people confronting each other now, one seems to still have some strength left, while the other is clearly exhausted. Everything seems to be a foregone conclusion...
