Duan Yunfei's face changed slightly and he forced a smile twice, as if he wanted to say something but didn't.
Lin Jingyuan gently placed a hand on Duan Yunfei's shoulder, leaned close to his ear, and said in a voice that everyone could hear: "In fact, the Xuan Jing Division has always had a secret that cannot be revealed. That is, the Xuan Jing Division kills demons and eliminates evil, but it also raises ghosts to cause trouble. The Corpse Hunting Hall raises several corpse kings, and my Demon Suppression Hall raises demon soldiers."
Duan Yunfei's face turned pale and his body became straight.
Lin Jingyuan seemed not to notice the other party's vigilance, and continued to speak slowly: "So, I will not let outsiders who know this secret live. I have to inconvenience Brother Duan."
Duan Yunfei had already clenched his hands, but he couldn't lift the hand that was hanging beside him. Lin Jingyuan gently grabbed his hand and took off a ring with a blood-red gem from his ring finger: "This Blood Demon Eye is no longer suitable for you, so leave it to my little sister!"
After Lin Jingyuan gently put the ring on her finger, she reached out and pushed Duan Yunfei on the shoulder. Duan Yunfei seemed unable to bear the seemingly gentle and tender strength of Lin Jingyuan's slender jade hand, and staggered back several steps, until he was about to approach the green cloud and stopped.
Before Duan Yunfei could stand firm, five blood-red tongues emerged from the green cloud and simultaneously wrapped around Duan Yunfei's limbs and neck.
"Mercy..." Before Duan Yunfei could even utter a word to beg for mercy, he was stretched into the air by five tongues at the same time.
In just the moment from when Duan Yunfei's feet left the ground to when his body entered the air, his limbs were stretched half a foot in length, and his eyes rolled up until only the whites were left.
I only heard a loud bang like cotton cloth being torn, and then Duan Yunfei, who was showing off his might a moment ago, was torn into pieces.
When Duan Yunfei's body was dragged into the rolling demonic fog, the blood mist that filled the air began to fall towards Lin Jingyuan who was standing on the ground. She knew that the blood rain was flying above her head, but she had no intention of dodging it.
The scarlet blood spots not only did not make Lin Jingyuan's face look hideous, but instead added a bit of enchanting beauty to her, as if the scarlet blood that fell from the sky was makeup specially prepared for her.
When Lin Jingyuan looked up at me in the blood mist, his eyes had become as deep as autumn water and as bright as a mirror. They seemed peaceful, but murderous intent was hidden in them.
This is the real forest demon girl!
Lin Jingyuan smiled and said, "Mr. Wu, our cooperation is over. It's time to fight."
I glanced at the hunchback: "What did you say, senior?"
If I hadn't seen the lizard-shaped monster, I might not have thrown the hunchback out first. When I saw the monster's shape clearly, the first thing I thought of was the demon soul that suddenly lay on my back before I entered the city. The hunchback had called them stink bugs, which meant that he had known about the existence of the monster for a long time, and he couldn't be completely defenseless.
The hunchback put his hands behind his back and walked forward a few steps: "These bugs have finally all come out. The Fenglinghe army has been waiting for a long time."
As soon as the camel finished speaking, the sound of waves, horses neighing and people shouting outside the hall, and the sound of swords being unsheathed rushed into the center of the hall along with the sound of waves. Just a moment later, earth-shaking shouts of killing outside the hall went straight to the sky. Just by the sound, you can tell that there are thousands of troops fighting fiercely in the city. The sound of weapons flying and horses falling to the ground is as dense as a rainstorm, symphony in the sky and on the ground.
Just a moment later, the sound of galloping horses came from above our heads, shaking the soil on the entire hall to fall. I couldn't help but squint my eyes in the sound of falling soil.
In just a few minutes, the battle outside had reached a fever pitch. The troops of both sides had even reached the roof of the hall. The countless ghost soldiers in the Fengling River had not yet broken through the blockade of the evil fog outside the hall gate.
How many demons did Lin Jingyuan bring into the ghost realm that they were able to fight against the ghost soldiers that were scattered throughout the waters of Fengling River
The hunchback looked at Lin Jingyuan with a solemn look. Lin Jingyuan smiled faintly and said, "Senior, don't be too surprised. Wasn't Zhan Wuxiang also forced into a desperate situation by Xuan Jingsi and fled overseas? Zhan Wuxiang is good at scheming, but Xuan Jingsi is good at attacking. Unless we can't find Zhan Wuxiang's secret treasure, as long as we can find it, no arrangement can stop Xuan Jingsi. Are you two ready to fight to the death?"
Lin Jingyuan waved her hand lightly, and the evil fog behind her suddenly rolled up into the sky, blocking the entrance to the hall in an instant, then bypassed Lin Jingyuan who was standing in the center, and rushed into the hall from both sides of her body.
In an instant, half of the hall was covered by the evil fog, leaving only the space where Lin Jingyuan and I stood facing each other.
Ever since the two of us started to confront each other in a long and narrow corridor, the Rakshasa in my hand has been buzzing, but the three ghost eye coins on the blade have not moved, as if they had lost their spirituality at the same time, and I could not calculate Lin Jingyuan's fate.
Lin Jingyuan is indeed a fortune teller! She didn't know what method she used to seal the secrets of heaven, so that the ghost eye money could not affect the other party's fate.
Lin Jingyuan smiled faintly and said, "Mr. Wu, you probably don't know all the secrets of the Nine Fate Swords, right? Although the Nine Fate Swords are extremely magical, they are not invincible. When fate is blocked by a force that the Ghost Eye Coin cannot penetrate, the only thing that the Ghost Eye Coin can trigger is the fate of the sword owner. You must know that Ning Nitian actually died under your sword, right?"
My heart was slightly shaken, and I couldn't help but glance at the hunchback. Unexpectedly, the latter nodded gently: "Legend has it that Ning Nitian was indeed beheaded by the Luosha sword. As for the reason, I don't know."
Lin Jingyuan smiled and said, "Mr. Wu, at this point, do you want to gamble on your swordsmanship or your strength?"
Lin Jingyuan is forcing me to use the Nine Deadly Swords!
Between Lin Jingyuan and I, except for the narrow corridor-like area, the left and right sides were all covered by the demon fog. If I dared to charge forward, I would be blocked by the demon spirits. I was sure that it would be difficult for me to rush close to Lin Jingyuan with my Xuanming Qi cultivation.
Once I leave the place, the safety of Xiao Baitang and Xue Ling'er will have to be in Ye Jin's hands. Even if he wants to lend me a helping hand, he dare not leave Xiao Baitang's side easily.
As for the hunchback, I suspect that he is controlling the ghost soldiers in Fengling River outside and is too busy to do anything else. Otherwise, he would not remain indifferent when watching the evil spirit approaching.
bet!
There is only one word left in my mind - bet!
I bet that the Nine Life-threatening Swords can kill Lin Jingyuan with one strike.
I stared at Lin Jingyuan, bit my tongue quietly, raised my knife with my right hand, and sprayed blood on the blade. The three blood-stained ghost eye coins suddenly made a sharp buzzing sound, and almost turned into a spherical shadow.
At the same time, a huge black shadow appeared in the demonic fog behind Lin Jingyuan. Although I couldn't see clearly what was hidden in the demonic fog, I could vaguely see the outline of a human figure.
After a moment, the demon shadow in the fog moved forward slightly, and the outline in my eyes became clearer and clearer. It was a woman, a woman in ancient costume. She did not have earth-shattering power, but she could make the power of the ghost eye money peeping at the sky bypass her.
The banshee is blocking the secret!
As I was shocked, Lin Jingyuan said, "You are right to bet on your own strength, but unfortunately you have chosen the wrong person. The Nine Fateful Blades are useless to me. The only one who can kill you is yourself."
As soon as Lin Jingyuan finished speaking, the Rakshasa in my hand suddenly lifted up automatically. I was shocked and wanted to let go of the knife, but I didn't expect that my palm holding the handle of the knife seemed to be imprisoned on the knife by some force and couldn't be released.
I struggled several times, but I couldn't apply any strength to the knife in my arms. I could only watch as Luosha turned the blade in front of me and slowly pressed it towards my neck.
"Zhaozi, let go!" As soon as Ye Jin's angry roar came behind me, I heard a strong wind rising behind me, as if more than a dozen demon spirits pounced towards Ye Jin at the same time.
"Let go!" Ye Jin's roar was close yet erratic - he was fighting with someone.
Ye Jin had been held back by someone, so my only hope was with the camel. But when I turned around and looked at the camel, I couldn't help but feel disappointed.
The hunchback clenched his fists and closed his eyes tightly. He was secretly exerting strength throughout his body, but he remained standing there motionless - he should be controlling the ghost soldiers outside to resist the evil spirits. The battle outside the hall should have entered a stalemate, otherwise the hunchback would not be so solemn.
The only two people in the entire hall who could save me have been restrained. Unless I can break free of the restraints, I will have to watch helplessly as the Rakshasa cut my throat.
As the blade of the Rakshasa moved closer to me, Lin Jingyuan laughed and said, "Did you see that? This is the power of fate. You should have a fate in which you will commit suicide by cutting your own throat. Otherwise, the Rakshasa in your hand should have chopped your body in another way."
"Those who died in your hands before were all triggered by the Nine Fate Swords, so they had no choice but to die under your blade. Now, you have also been triggered by the fate, which is actually retribution. Didn't anyone tell you that using the Nine Fate Swords would bring retribution?"
Someone has indeed said these words. At least Miaokong once warned me not to use the Nine Fatal Swords lightly, otherwise I would suffer retribution.
Is this my comeuppance now
At that moment, I even planned to give up resistance and let the long knife cut my throat - in my opinion, no one can escape the fate.
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