"Three or four soul-slaying swords?"
Zhong Wuqi lost his composure immediately and said sternly: "Do you think the Spirit-Slaying Sword is just a cabbage? There are three or four of them as soon as you open the mouth!"
"Envoy, please don't get excited. Keep your voice down, or you'll alert the fourth-level soldiers!" Lin Yang pretended to be nervous, and then said in a consultative tone: "If you don't have three or four, give me one." Two swords are okay, right? If I don’t have enough spirit-slaying swords nearby, my legs and feet won’t be able to move very well.”
Lin Yang stood there blankly, motionless, as if he would not move his feet unless he was given the Spirit-Slaying Sword.
Zhong Wuqi's eyes surged with murderous intent, but he had to suppress the murderous intent in his heart. Because taking action at this time is likely to alarm the fourth-level soldiers, and Zhong Wuqi also urgently needs Lin Yang's bait at this time.
"Go quickly, if you can't successfully draw out the fourth-level soldier spirit, you know the consequences!" Zhong Wuqi waved his hand and shot two spirit-slaying swords at Lin Yang quickly.
Lin Yang grabbed the two spirit-killing swords in his hands, and then put them both on his waist, looking nondescript.
"Thank you Jingming!" Lin Yang smiled with satisfaction, waved to Zhong Wuqi, who had an ugly face, turned around and walked towards the open space of Baizhang Well.
"What a brainless idiot! He's almost dead, but he still thinks about the Soul-Slaying Sword." Zhong Wuqi said coldly, looking at Lin Yang who was slowly walking away, like looking at a moving corpse.
Lin Yang slowly walked towards the open space. As he walked, he secretly ran the "God-Bewitching Technique" and controlled all the aura in his body, trying his best to prevent the fourth-level soldier spirit from sensing his existence.
At the same time, Lin Yang did not forget to focus part of his attention on Zhong Wuqi, paying attention to Zhong Wuqi's every move. Lin Yang discovered that after Zhong Wuqi walked to the open space, he hid in the woods near the cave and hid inside to observe what was going on in the Baizhang Well.
"Obviously his combat power is higher than the others, but he hides in the distance and acts like a coward without courage. He is still claiming to be the number one among the younger generation in Qianzhou. This makes me laugh out loud. !" Lin Yang cursed Zhong Wuqi in his mind as he moved forward, and finally reached the open space without any danger. He stood quietly, looked around, and remembered the surrounding terrain in his heart.
Then, he slowly released the "Mystery of Gods".
As the aura on Lin Yang gradually became stronger, the temperature in the already cold Baizhang Well also dropped sharply.
Suddenly, Lin Yang's whole body tightened, and he felt that something was firmly locking him deep in the Baizhang Well.
"Here we come!" Lin Yang's heart trembled, and he ran away without hesitation.
Immediately afterwards, a figure in black robes appeared silently at the place where Lin Yang was standing just now. His face was pale, his cheekbones were protruding, and his body was floating in the air. He was exactly the one the Dark Alliance wanted to deal with. Level four soldier spirit. The fourth-level soldier spirit exudes a cold aura, which makes people feel chilled at first sight.
Lin Yang was running forward wildly. When he saw the fourth-level soldier spirit appearing, he suddenly screamed, and the screams echoed throughout the Baizhang Well. Then, he fell to the ground and fell between two boulders.
There was obviously doubt in the eyes of the fourth-level soldier spirit, because Lin Yang's scream was too early, and he hadn't had time to take action. However, Lin Yang didn't care whether he took action or not. After screaming, he rolled directly into the gap between the boulders, and then lost any breath, as if he was really dead. He quickly ran the "Mystic Art" and gathered all the breath from his body.
Lin Yang was now like a piece of dry wood, hiding in the cracks of the boulders. He had no heartbeat or body temperature, only thoughts whirling in his heart. Just now, when the fourth-level soldier spirit appeared, Lin Yang clearly felt the breath of the holy flame from the fourth-level soldier spirit. Moreover, the holy flame aura on the fourth-level soldier spirit is extremely huge, far exceeding the holy flame aura on Chen Shu, Qian Liang, Cao Ziang and others. It even triggered a trace of the holy flame in Lin Yang's body. Fortunately, Tianhe Gourd took action in time to suppress it and return to silence.
"This level four soldier spirit is related to the Holy Flame!" Lin Yang was absolutely sure.
The fourth-level soldier spirit couldn't sense Lin Yang's aura, so he ignored Lin Yang and looked around because he noticed something strange happening around him.
Lin Yang's screams just now were too miserable. How could these nine disciples hiding around not be affected? They either made noises or their breaths were unstable. Naturally, they could not escape the attack of the fourth-level soldier spirit. Perception.
"Draw out the sword!"
Zhong Wuqi, who was hiding far away, suddenly shouted loudly.
As a result, the twenty-six disciples of the Nine Sects who were hiding in the dark appeared one after another, and almost at the same time, they poured their energy into the spirit-killing sword in their hands.
The next moment, twenty-six rays of sword energy soared into the sky and shot toward the fourth-level soldier spirit. The sword energy was dazzling, illuminating the open space where the fourth-level soldier spirit was as bright as day.
Moreover, these twenty-six sword qi did not immediately pierce the fourth-level soldiers. Instead, they were arranged in the air according to the position where the twenty-six disciples of the Nine Sects were standing. The sword tips were downward, whistling towards the fourth-level soldiers. The spirit slashed away in anger.
The fourth-level soldier felt the crisis, and he retreated sharply, trying to escape. However, the twenty-six sword energy suddenly accelerated, intertwined with each other, and quickly formed a sword net, trapping the fourth-level soldier spirit in the open space.
Afterwards, the sword net quickly contracted, and twenty-six sword energies were directed at the fourth-level soldier spirit.
The fourth-level soldier spirit roared angrily, the sound shrill and harsh. At the same time, a cane made of two ferocious black snakes appeared in his hand. On the top of the cane, two black snakes were fighting for something. Judging from its shape, it was a ball of beating black fire. , no different from the Holy Flame.
The sword net continued to shrink, and the fourth-level soldier spirit suddenly swung his staff out. Two mist-like black evil snakes rose from the top of the staff, spitting out black snakes, and shot out towards the sword net with their fangs and claws.
The two black snakes quickly collided with the sword energy. After each smashed two sword energy, the two black snakes were also crushed by the sword energy. The remaining twenty-two sword energies continued to shrink and move forward, and in the blink of an eye they were in front of the fourth-level soldier spirit.
The fourth-level soldier screamed again, and the snake staff in his hand danced wildly, shattering eight sword energies in an instant. The remaining fourteen sword energy flew up and down around the fourth-level soldier spirit, instantly piercing holes one after another in the fourth-level soldier spirit's body. dim.
However, every time the sword energy penetrates the soldier spirit, its own brilliance also fades.
In a short moment, the fourteen sword energy penetrated the fourth-level soldier spirit no less than ten times, stabbed the fourth-level soldier spirit to pieces, and turned into a ball of black mist. It itself became almost transparent and then disappeared.
When all the disciples of the Nine Sects saw the fourth-level soldier spirit turn into a black mist, they all looked happy and breathed a sigh of relief. However, something shocking happened to them. The black mist transformed by the fourth-level soldier spirit suddenly rolled violently, and in a moment it re-consolidated into a human form, returning to its previous appearance, but the figure was obviously a bit darker.
"Draw out the sword!"
Zhong Wuqi shouted loudly again.
The disciples of the Nine Sects hurriedly poured their energy into the Spirit-Slaying Sword, and twenty-six sword energy roared out again, forming a sword net and stabbing towards the fourth-level soldier spirit.
The fourth-level soldier had suffered a loss once, and he had obviously learned well. He no longer waited passively to be beaten, but rushed out quickly, holding the snake staff in hand and actively launched an attack on the sword energy.
The sword energy moved vertically and horizontally, and the snake staff rolled.
After the fourth-level soldier spirit shattered sixteen sword qi in one blow this time, the sword net enveloped him.
Like the last sword energy attack, the ten sword energy once again chopped the fourth-level soldier spirit into a ball of black mist, and then faded and disappeared.
However, the disciples of the Nine Sects did not appear happy this time, but stared nervously at the black mist. Because the black mist began to roll again, apparently preparing to condense into human form again. Facing such an opponent, the disciples of the Nine Sects began to feel guilty.
"Draw out the sword!"
Zhong Wuqi spoke again, but this time the sound was far less loud than before, as if it was coming from a distance.
Upon hearing Zhong Wuqi's order, all the disciples of the Nine Sects did not hesitate at all, and once again injected their Yuan Power into the Spirit-Slaying Sword, activating the sword energy in the Spirit-Slaying Sword. Immediately, twenty-six sword energy soared into the sky, roaring again and piercing the black mist that the fourth-level soldier spirit had transformed into, piercing back and forth in the black mist, not giving the fourth-level soldier spirit a chance to reorganize its body.
However, after activating the sword energy for the third time, the spirit-slaying swords in the hands of the disciples of the Nine Sects dimmed and shattered one after another.
At this moment, a figure quietly crawled out from the gap between two boulders. It was Lin Yang.
Lin Yang glanced at the black mist that was being chopped into pieces by the sword energy. He knew clearly that the black mist was like meat on a chopping board, ready to be slaughtered. However, those twenty-six sword energies are fading rapidly and will soon dissipate. As long as the black mist is not completely destroyed before the sword energy dissipates, the fourth-level soldier spirit will have the opportunity to reorganize its body. At that time, the nine disciples without the spirit-slaying sword will become lambs to be slaughtered.
"I hope I can make it in time!" Lin Yang looked away from the black mist, and using the cover of the terrain, he quickly ran towards the depths of the Baizhang Well.
The disciples of the Nine Sects were concentrating on dealing with the fourth-level soldier spirits, and they did not notice that when Zhong Wuqi shouted "draw the sword" for the third time, his voice became obviously quieter. But Lin Yang noticed it, and Lin Yang also knew the reason why the voice became quieter, because Zhong Wuqi was going deep into Baizhang Well. As for Zhong Wuqi's purpose of going to the depths of Baizhang Well, Lin Yang could also guess that it must be for the shelter of the fourth-level soldiers.
"Zhong Wuqi is simply crazy. These more than twenty disciples of the Nine Sects, including even the disciples of the Misty Flower Palace, are just tools he uses to contain the fourth-level soldiers! As for their life and death, Zhong Wuqi may never care. Pass." Lin Yang followed Zhong Wuqi's traces and walked quickly through the Baizhang Well.
"We must not let Zhong Wuqi get what he wants, and we must not let the Dark Alliance get what they want!" Lin Yang was really angry. The Dark Alliance acted too viciously and regarded human life as nothing.
Time passed little by little, and Zhong Wuqi finally stopped moving forward and stopped under the innermost cliff of Baizhang Well. There, the ground was cracked, rocks were broken, and there were many bones. It was obviously the remains of a battlefield.
Zhong Wuqi walked slowly along the cliff, stepping on the messy white bones, obviously looking for something. The bones he accidentally stepped on were already in decay and turned into a pile of ashes at the slightest touch.
Finally, Zhong Wuqi stopped under a cliff and searched around. After finding nothing, he turned his right hand and summoned the holy flame the size of his pinky finger from his body.
The holy flame was beating in Zhong Wuqi's hand, eerie and strange.
Suddenly, as if under some kind of guidance, the little finger-sized flame broke away from Zhong Wuqi's hand, slowly flew forward, and finally landed on the ground not far from Zhong Wuqi, and then sank into the ground.
Zhong Wuqi frowned, and a spirit-killing sword appeared out of thin air in his hand. He quickly poured his energy into the spirit-cutting sword, and then, a sword energy shot out from the spirit-cutting sword and struck the holy flame hard. On the ground that I just submerged.
There was a crash, and the ground cracked, revealing a two-foot-wide crack. The thumb-sized holy flame then floated out from the crack, returned to Zhong Wuqi's hand, and was taken back into his body by Zhong Wuqi.
Zhong Wuqi approached the crack in the ground and was shocked to see that there was a dead bone sandwiched in the crack in the ground. On the skull of the dead bone, there was a cane made of two ferocious black snakes. On the top of the cane, there were two The black snake was fighting for something. Judging from its shape, it was a ball of beating black fire, no different from the holy flame.
This cane is exactly the same as the cane in the hands of the fourth-level soldier spirit. It is obviously the inhabiting element of the fourth-level soldier spirit.
"Snake Staff!" Zhong Wuqi cried out in surprise. He quickly squatted down and reached out to grab the Snake Staff, trying to pull it out of the withered bones.
However, something surprising happened to Zhong Wuqi. No matter how hard he tried, the Snake Staff wouldn't move at all.
If one hand doesn't work, then use two hands. Zhong Wuqi grasped the Snake Staff tightly with both hands, shouted loudly, and tried to pull out the Snake Staff with all his strength.
However, Zhong Wuqi still couldn't pull out the Snake Staff even though his waist was almost broken.
Zhong Wuqi became furious. He stepped aside, took out the Spirit-Slaying Sword again, and immediately injected his energy into it. After stimulating the sword energy, he shouted fiercely, and the sharp sword energy slashed hard at the withered bones caught in the cracks in the ground. passed.
The sword energy that could easily penetrate the fourth-level soldier spirit suddenly shattered when it hit the withered bones. It only shook off the withered bones and the soil that fell on them when the ground cracked. The withered bones were not damaged at all.
Zhong Wuqi was stunned, but he obviously didn't believe in evil yet, so he activated his sword energy again and slashed hard at the withered bones.
The result remained the same, the sword energy instantly shattered, the dead bones were intact, and the spirit-slaying sword that had been activated three times also dimmed in brilliance and shattered on the ground.
Zhong Wuqi was completely dumbfounded. He stared blankly at the snake staff inserted into the withered bones, unable to do anything.
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in Zhong Wuqi's ears: "Do you need help?"
