The sobs are sometimes high-pitched and sharp, sometimes deep and hoarse, making people feel depressed and their blood boiling.
Xu Zhongyong gritted his teeth and endured, feeling that his days were like years, and he wished he could be killed with a knife.
At this time, the voice suddenly changed and became melodious and sweet.
Like a gentle and touching woman singing softly, the breeze caresses the ears, making the body and mind feel extremely comfortable.
Xu Zhongyong raised his head and saw the enchanting woman walking towards him, wearing only a wisp of gauze, as if she was about to float away at any moment.
"Mr. Lang, come here!"
The enchanting woman smiled charmingly.
Xu Zhong was stunned for a moment, feeling in a trance. He forgot where he was and what he was doing here. He only had one thought in his mind...
Du Zhen held on for a while, and suddenly felt the pressure on his body lighten up. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He immediately checked the situation of others and found that Xu Zhongyong was missing!
Looking around, he saw Xu Zhongyong leaving the team at some point and swimming towards the woman with a dull look on his face.
"Xu Zhongyong, come back quickly!"
Du Zhen shouted loudly.
Xu Zhongyong was stunned for a moment, then regained consciousness. He suddenly realized that he was standing in front of an enchanting woman, and he couldn't help but turn pale with shock.
What's even more frightening is that his hands and feet can't be controlled, and he can't even move a finger.
"Very good, you are indeed obedient."
The enchanting woman sighed quietly, her eyes flashing green, without a trace of emotion, she stretched out her five fingers and inserted them into the top of his head.
laugh……
Xu Zhongyong rolled his eyes, as if his essence and blood had been drained, and his body quickly collapsed, turning into a mummy in an instant.
The enchanting woman licked her lips lightly, nodded with satisfaction, suddenly glanced in the direction of Di Tutan, raised her slender eyebrows, and whispered to herself: "Coming?"
"Death to the witch!"
Du Zhen rushed out, threw the golden knife, and slashed at him fiercely.
Chang Jianqiu, Wang Jingchen and Shi Shouxin also reacted and took out the magic weapons in their hands.
The four magic weapons hit the enchanting woman one after another, making a clanging sound.
The enchanting woman has disappeared, leaving only an illusion.
"Mirror body fractal!"
Du Zhen's breath froze and he blurted out.
"I remember that when we were on the boat, this woman was standing with two other monks. Looking back now, those two people were probably also realm-changing monks."
Chang Jianqiu said with a gloomy expression.
Hearing this, everyone felt a chill rising up their backs.
One realm-changing monk trapped five people and easily killed one of them. If three realm-changing monks appeared at the same time, no one present would survive.
Du Zhen's expression also changed, and he said solemnly: "Let's go back first and wait until Fellow Daoist Zhao comes back."
Although it was not stated explicitly, Chang Jianqiu and others knew that this mission would probably be cancelled.
…
"I hope they don't encounter the Situation Changing Monk."
Zhao Lin followed the mark of spiritual consciousness and came to the Fudong Rift Valley. He looked at the bottomless valley and thought to himself.
After walking for more than ten feet, he suddenly noticed a figure in front of him, swimming towards him quickly.
According to the body outline of the echolocation feedback, the person who came seemed to be Xu Zhongyong.
"Why are you here alone?"
Zhao Lin was suspicious and made a falling fan seal on his hand to remind the other party that someone from his sect was here.
"Brother Zhao, Brother Du, they are besieged and in danger, go and save them!"
Xu Zhongyong rushed out of the darkness, not caring about responding to the seal, and spoke hurriedly.
"How many people are there on the other side and where are they?"
Zhao Lin looked at Xu Zhongyong and asked with a frown.
"There are seven, over there!"
Xu Zhongyong pointed behind him and urged: "They can't hold on any longer!"
"good!"
Zhao Lin agreed without hesitation, drew out his Zhanyue Sword, and walked towards the direction of Xu Zhongyong's finger.
Xu Zhongyong hurriedly followed, a glint of pride flashed in his eyes when he lowered his head.
With a flick of his sleeve, a snow blade fell into his palm.
"Almost there?"
Zhao Lin suddenly turned around and asked.
"Almost there, right in front!"
Xu Zhongyong was startled and quickly replied.
"As expected, he is a thief from the Di An Sect!"
Zhao Lin shouted loudly and slashed forward with the moon sword in his hand.
Xu Zhongyong was stunned for a moment, and then he felt happy, thinking that he didn't know which unlucky guy had done him a big favor.
The snow blade was revealed, and the magic formula was quietly held in his hand.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Lin turned his wrist, and the sword cut out a semicircle, slashing back like lightning.
"You're crazy!"
Xu Zhongyong was shocked, and in a hurry he only had time to cast a wave of corrugated armor to protect his body.
The Zangyue knife struck the corrugated armor, and "Xu Zhongyong" flew backwards, spurting out a large mouthful of blood.
Then the figure flashed and returned to its original appearance. It turned out to be an enchanting woman.
Zhao Lin was not surprised at all, and the Zhanyue Sword fell down again.
In fact, Zhao Lin noticed something was wrong from the first moment he saw Xu Zhongyong.
Not to mention that four people were surrounded, but he was the only one who ran out. The thing itself was a bit strange.
When he released the Falling Fan Seal, Xu Zhongyong did not respond, which aroused his suspicion even more.
Zhao Lin immediately sensed it and found that the mark of divine consciousness left on Xu Zhongyong's body was missing!
The mark of the Divine Seal Technique can last for twelve hours and can be sensed by anyone within a hundred miles.
Xu Zhongyong is clearly in front of him, but he can't sense the mark of his divine consciousness, so there is only one possibility: he is dead, and the Xu Zhongyong in front of him is fake!
It is further speculated that Xu Zhongyong is likely to be a monk who has such scheming methods.
Therefore, Zhao Lin did not take action immediately, but looked for an opportunity to distract him, and then suddenly launched a sneak attack.
"Xu Zhongyong" was struck by the Zangetsu Sword, and his true identity was revealed. He was none other than an enchanting woman named Chun Ying!
When Chunying saw what had happened, she flicked her wrist, and the silver rope wrapped around her wrist rolled out and unfolded into a slender whip.
The Zhanyue Sword made a clear sound, and struck down with the silver whip.
The silver whip was extremely flexible. It flicked in the air, dodged the blade, and circled towards the hilt of the Zangetsu Sword.
Zhao Lin simply refused to entangle with him, turned the knife head, and struck Chun Ying hard.
The opponent is already injured, so head-on confrontation is the best tactic.
Haruying's expression changed, and she quickly released two defensive spells in an attempt to block the Zangetsu Sword.
There was only a "click" sound, and both defensive spells were broken by the Zangetsu Sword.
Chunying saw that Zhao Lin's magic weapon was so powerful, and she was seriously injured. She couldn't survive the fight like this for long.
Immediately, his body flashed and three figures appeared.
The three figures were exactly the same and fled in three directions.
"Mirror body fractal?"
Zhao Lin felt the fluctuation of water spiritual power and recognized the spell used by the opponent. He immediately recalled the moon sword and shouted softly: "Ice knife technique, score!"
An ice blade was instantly condensed, which was also divided into three, and shot at three figures respectively.
After all, the mirror body fractal is an illusion. No matter how realistic the illusion is, it cannot resist the spell. When hit by the ice knife technique, it immediately turns into a ball of silver light and disappears without a trace.
Chunying had no choice but to turn around and block it, and her speed slowed down.
Zhao Lin used his water-bending technique with all his strength and turned into a streamlined water droplet, breaking through the water layer and striking directly.
There was a look of fear in Chunying's eyes. She bit her silver teeth and tried her best to gather the remaining spiritual power and transformed into five illusions.
The six figures went their separate ways, some swept sideways, some went straight to the sea, and some fell into the deep valley...
In her prime, she could create up to eight illusions. Unfortunately, things are different now. This is the result of her best efforts to cast spells.
Zhao Lin released ultrasonic waves to detect it, and found that although it was an illusion, it was impossible to distinguish the authenticity. He moved and pulled out an afterimage.
When he stopped again, there was another clone beside him.
Zhao Lin and his clones each released three ice knives and slashed at the six spring cherry blossoms.
Chunying initially thought that Zhao Lin was also using the mirror body and didn't take it seriously. But when she saw the illusions being defeated by ice blades one by one, she finally realized the seriousness of the problem.
He screamed: "Thunder Shadow Clone, how can you become a Raikage Clone?"
Zhao Lin said nothing, and the Zangetsu Sword came in an instant, leaving Chunying no chance to breathe.
Chunying was extremely frightened, knowing that if she continued to fight, she would definitely die. Her body shook for a while and suddenly disappeared into thin air.
Water escape technique?
Zhao Lin's eyes narrowed, and he recalled the clone, and the ultrasonic waves spread out in all directions.
In less than half a breath, the ultrasonic wave reflected back and found Chunying hiding dozens of feet away, huddled in a ball.
"Do you think you can escape this way?"
Zhao Lin sneered in his heart, Yu Shui swam over.
Chunying restrained her breath, blocked her consciousness, and didn't dare to take a breath, just hoping that Zhao Lin wouldn't find her.
Because he did not dare to cast spells, his body slowly sank into the deep valley.
Zhao Lin swam to a place less than twenty feet away from Chun Ying, made a secret in his hand, and used a water demon fist.
The spiritual energy gathered together and formed a giant water-shaped fist, which struck Chunying silently.
Chunying heard the sound of water flowing and felt something strange. She turned around and saw a giant fist coming towards her...
He only had time to let out a scream before he received a heavy blow, and the blood spurted out instantly turned the sea water red.
Zhao Lin followed him up, and the Zhanyue Sword was unsheathed again!
"Sir, please spare my life. This little girl is willing to surrender."
Chunying gritted her teeth, knelt down with all her strength, and said with a sob.
While speaking, he stretched out his hands and tied them with silver whips to show that he had given up resistance.
Zhao Lin looked at him condescendingly and asked: "You are a dignified foundation-building monk, and are you willing to surrender to me, a Qi Refining Realm monk?"
"Yes, our Dark Sect admires the strong. You have such strength in the Qi Refining Realm and are truly strong. Chunying is willing to hand over her soul and become your eternal slave."
Chunying raised her head and smiled flatteringly, her fair face becoming more and more delicate.
"The little girl is proficient in the art of fellow practitioners. I believe the adults will be satisfied!"
Chunying went on to say that her clothes were completely torn at this time, with almost no hair on her head, revealing her graceful and moving curves.
Zhao Lin smiled noncommittally and asked: "Besides Ji Zhang, what is the name of the other realm-changing monk? What spells are he good at?"
Haruying's eyes flashed and she replied: "Sir, are you talking about Matsuoka? He is good at One-Touch style, and..."
Having said that, I won’t go any further.
The implication was that she wanted to get Zhao Lin's guarantee not to kill her.
Zhao Lin did not pursue the question any further. The Zhanyue sword drew a streak of silver light and cut off Chunying's neck.
Chun Ying's head flew out and her body fell down weakly.
A snow blade fell from between two fingers. (End of chapter)
