SanjitNovel Chapter 22
Chapter 22
With the mobilization of the demon sect forces, Longquan Villa suddenly fell into chaos.
Although Yilin is a student of the Hengshan School, her talent in martial arts is not high, her heart is too kind, and she has never killed anyone, so she can only be protected by her seniors and stand aside anxiously waiting for the battle to end.
When she saw that Brother Lin, whom she cared about the most, was beaten to the front, she couldn't help but ran over quickly, and extended a helping hand to this Brother Lin who had been haunting her mind since yesterday.
"Little Master Yilin, please do me a favor."
"This is the hidden weapon I just used, I will create an opportunity later, you take this opportunity to launch this hidden weapon at the enemy, please!"
The warm breath remains in the ears, and the warm temperature remains in the fingertips.
While blushing pretty, Yilin clenched the box tightly in her hand, seriously recalling Lin Pingzhi's instructions, and began to observe the battle between Lin Pingzhi and the three elders of the Demon Cult intently.
"Look at my Rainstorm Pear Blossom Nail!"
Lin Pingzhi struggled for a few more minutes under the attack of the three elders, then he suddenly yelled, and quickly reached into his arms as if to take out a hidden weapon.
The three elders were startled, and stepped back one after another, staring vigilantly at the right hand that Lin Pingzhi put into his arms.
However, Lin Pingzhi smiled and took out his empty right hand from his bosom.
"You are fooled!"
The expressions of the three elders changed, and they immediately realized that they had been fooled.
They were about to take action when Yilin, who was standing not far behind Elder Qiu, suddenly raised the box in her hand and turned on the switch.
Swish!
Twenty-seven rainstorm pear blossom nails cut through the air, and instantly penetrated Elder Qiu's body with lightning speed.
"Elder Qiu!"
"Damn nun!"
Seeing Elder Qiu fell to the ground with his eyes closed, Elder Mo and Elder Du exclaimed.
Elder Mo, who was inseparable from Elder Qiu, glared at Yilin with red eyes, and then with a big wave of his hand, a cluster of black iron needles flew out like raindrops, attacking Yilin.
"Little Master Yilin! Be careful!"
Lin Pingzhi hurried forward to block, but was stopped by Elder Du's attack.
"what!"
The sudden hidden weapon was hard to prevent. Yilin, who reacted quickly, quickly dodged to the side, but was still hit by the black iron needle on the shoulder, which made her cry out in pain.
"Humph! Die for me!"
Seeing this, Lin Pingzhi shouted angrily, let go of his defense, insisted on resisting Elder Du's attack with his body, and unleashed the thunderous swordsmanship with all his strength, and made sixteen consecutive strikes in an instant, beheading Elder Du under the sword.
"Cough cough!"
Pulling the Chengying Sword from Elder Du's body, Lin Pingzhi couldn't help coughing up a mouthful of blood.
Although the golden silk armor can resist all weapons, it cannot resist the penetration of internal force.
Since the beginning of his battle with Dongfang Bubai, he has suffered a lot of internal injuries, and his internal strength has been almost exhausted in frequent high-intensity battles. Even Lingxi Yizhi, which requires a lot of internal strength, is difficult to perform. come out.
"Lin Pingzhi! How dare you kill my brother, I will let you die!"
Seeing the two elders dying one after another, Elder Mo was already dazzled by anger, so he raised his sword and fought Lin Pingzhi desperately.
However, Lin Pingzhi has the golden silk armor, a defensive treasure, so he can't beat Lin Pingzhi in terms of desperate efforts alone.
A few minutes later, Lin Pingzhi exhausted his last sliver of internal strength, and once again killed an elder of the Devil's Cult with his sword.
Immediately after—
He staggered up to the little nun with black lips, hugged her who was slumped on the ground into his arms, and asked anxiously, "Master Yilin, are you alright?"
"Brother Lin... can you... don't call me little master, I hope you call me by my name directly." Yilin leaned against Lin Pingzhi's chest with a pale face, showing a weak smile, and lifted the small box Handed it back to Lin Pingzhi.
"Okay, as long as you're okay, I can call you whatever you want." Lin Pingzhi frowned, and held Yilin's little hand tightly, "Those needles are poisonous, so we must get the antidote!"
The Hengshan disciples who were fighting at the side saw Yilin was injured, and quickly protected the two of them.
Yihe, the chief disciple of the Hengshan School, checked Yilin's injuries and the black iron needles, and said in a panic, "This is the black blood needle of the Demon Cult. The needle contains a kind of poison specially made by the Demon Cult. Those who die must die, without exception!"
"The one in the middle must die? I don't think so. As long as it is poison, there must be a corresponding antidote." Lin Pingzhi retorted calmly, "And the antidote must be in the hands of the leader Dongfang Bubai. We must find a way Let him hand over the antidote!"
"But now that the battle is so fierce, how can we force Dongfang Bubai to hand over the antidote?..."
Just when Hengshan disciples were worrying about Yilin's poisoning, Lin Pingzhi's deed of killing the three elders of the Devil Sect had already caught the eyes of everyone in the Devil Sect.
"Brother Dongfang, we can't go on like this!"
Tong Baixiong was knocked into the air by Daoist Chongxu's sword, spat out blood, and then hurriedly shouted to Dongfang Bubai: "It's really not worth sacrificing so many brothers from my Demon Cult for a mere piece of "Evil Resisting Sword Art" !"
Hearing this, Dongfang Bubai repelled Master Fangzheng with one move, and looked around.
All the sects and the Demon Sect fought fiercely around Yu Canghai, who was holding a cassock, leaving bloody corpses all over Longquan Villa.
Among these corpses were members of various sects as well as members of the Devil's Cult. If the fighting continued, both sides would be in a state of mutual damage, and would eventually be destroyed in this Longquan Villa.
"But Brother Lian wants me to get "Evil Resisting Sword Art"..." Thinking of Yang Lianting's instructions, Dongfang Bubai hesitated.
For him now, the lives of these brothers may not even be as important as a compliment from Yang Lianting.
"Master! Don't let the brothers feel cold!" Tong Baixiong couldn't help roaring, with a look of disappointment in his eyes.
He once rescued Dongfang Bubai who was seriously injured and dying on Taihang Mountain. At that time, Dongfang Bubai had a sense of loyalty in his heart and was willing to do anything for his brother.
But now, Dongfang Bubai, who has abandoned his male body, may have also abandoned the loyalty in his heart. What he has done has made his good brother for many years feel disheartened.
Seeing Tong Baixiong's angry and pleading eyes, Dongfang Bubai thought for a while, then sighed, nodded and said: "Then stop it, without the "Evil Resisting Sword Art", I can still reach a higher level."
Tong Baixiong heaved a sigh of relief, looked at Daoist Chongxu and Master Fangzheng, and said loudly: "If this continues, we will only perish together, and no one can take advantage of it. Why don't we stop today, and everyone go back to their homes and find each other. Moms, how are you doing?"
The heads of each faction glanced back at their disciples who had suffered heavy casualties, feeling distressed, they all nodded in agreement, and together with Dongfang Bubai ordered to stop the fighting.
Both the good and the evil put away their weapons and retreated to one side.
"Today's facts are very offending, and there will be a period later, everyone!"
Tong Baixiong bowed his hands to everyone, left a farewell sentence, and was about to support Dongfang Bubai and lead many Demon Sect disciples to leave.
But Lin Pingzhi suddenly stood up and shouted: "Wait! Hand me the antidote for the Black Blood Magic Needle!"