I am the only one in the world who is not afraid of villains [Transmigration Book]

The man was tall and muscular, and he was wearing an ordinary strong suit with nothing special about the fabric. His half-length hair was frizzy and tied behind his head. sloppy.

Their faces were exactly the same, with sharp edges and corners, handsome and upright, but Huo Fenglin only took one look, and boundless resentment rose up.

They are brothers from the same mother, but when he sees Huo Fengting, he always thinks uncontrollably that he is a fake, a person who shouldn't exist, a remnant of a sin that even the father who can best distinguish their brothers hates.

"Second brother, long time no see." Huo Fengting took a deep breath, and got used to the dizziness of being transported here suddenly. The moment he saw Huo Fenglin's hatred, he took a step forward to grab his shoulder, but the knife disappeared out of thin air. Cut to his arm.

"Don't block my way." Huo Fenglin's bite became distorted and trembling under the pressure of hatred, "I will have to wait until I have time to send you to hell."

"Can't we really have a good talk?" Huo Fengting raised his hands, speaking earnestly, "Father has passed away, everything is over."

"I'm not dead yet! Everything is still there!" Huo Fenglin's eyes were red, "That's your father, he never recognized me, I practiced swords on Lingjue Mountain, after he saw it, he would only urge him more severely You, he wants you to be stronger than me, he not only expects me to die, but also desires me to die worthless, is he my father? He is not my father, what kind of brothers are we!"

Huo Fengting couldn't empathize with this, and he couldn't get angry in front of Huo Fenglin. He listened silently to Huo Fenglin's outburst, and then calmed down, and then made a request under the tense atmosphere: "Since I'm here, I can't let you go, even if I It's not your opponent, and you can't simply win against me, it's not good to attract others if things go wrong."

"Oh, what did Mu Linjiang teach you? Did you put your brain in the Palace of Lonely Night?" Huo Fenglin looked deep into the forest and mocked him.

"When will your knife be ready?" Huo Fengting ignored his sneer, waved his hands to transform tables and chairs on the ground, and threw two jars of wine on top.

"At noon." Huo Fenglin glanced at the table and chairs with a sullen face, and Huo Fengting had already sat down on his own.

"It's less than a quarter of an hour." Huo Fengting counted the time, "Well, let's drink for a quarter of an hour, and when your magic knife is finished, we'll choose a place to fight happily, regardless of life or death."

Huo Fenglin couldn't help hesitating, he sat down anxiously, if the ghost cultivator who possessed Qiao Xinyue came for Yinmushi, then did he know that Yinmushi was here?What if Mu Linjiang chases after him? "

"Drink." Regardless of the quick calculations in his mind, Huo Fengting threw a jar of wine over, "Mu Linjiang has promised me that we can handle our affairs by ourselves. I am simple-minded, so for this quarter of an hour, let's be together." Brother, no matter who you want to be, I will admit it, and it’s okay for me to call you brother.”

Huo Fenglin hurriedly caught the wine jar, laughed angrily, patted the table and said, "Call it."

"Brother." Huo Fengting readily raised the wine jar, "Cheers."

Huo Fenglin was speechless for a while. When he locked Huo Fengting up at first, every time he went to see him, Huo Fengting could still scold him angrily, but now he didn't know if Huo Fengting was used to it, or he was disappointed on his own accord, instead he felt uncomfortable.

Drinking alcohol at this time is indeed a good way to vent, Huo Fenglin tore off the sealing paper, and took a sip angrily. Just as the spicy wine burned into his stomach, his eyes suddenly blurred.

"You... you actually poisoned?!" Huo Fenglin felt his spiritual power flowing around like sand between his fingers, he couldn't stop it and couldn't lift it up, his hands also started to become sore and weak, and the wine jar fell to the ground with a bang .

"The third brother's work." Huo Fengting let out a suffocated air, "It's really not my style. I feel guilty for letting you drink this. The amount of this medicine is enough to make you unable to move for three days."

"What do you want to do?" Huo Fenglin lay on the table, desperately raised his eyes to look at Huo Fengting, but there was only a white light in front of him.

"I tricked you once too. We're even. Three days later, I will fight you according to the agreement, but the magic knife will have to die." Huo Fengting said frankly. With ripples, he got up and pulled Huo Fenglin up and carried it on his shoulders. He leaped into the air, and saw a mountain in the distance that was faintly shining with the brilliance of an enchantment, splitting ferociously from top to bottom.

Not long ago, the Eternal Night Palace had a secret way.

The caster in charge of the forging was walking quickly with fragments of the evening stone. A stone door engraved with complex restrictions appeared at the end of the secret passage. There were two guards at the door. He showed his token, and the guards checked carefully before releasing the restriction. open the door.

After the most hidden secret room was opened, it was empty and deserted, only a square high platform was built in the center, and on the platform stood a phantom of a long knife wrapped in stacked chains, the blade was engraved with gilt patterns, Just by looking at the shadow, you can tell that this knife is not bad.

The caster was holding the box containing the fragments, his hands trembling slightly with excitement, he raised his legs and stepped into the secret room, and was about to run to the high platform to activate the formation, when suddenly a coldness burst out from behind him, making it impossible for him to move an inch.

Yin Si took two steps back in front of the stone gate, and the corner of his clothes was cut a little by the broken blade of spiritual power that suddenly appeared out of thin air when the restriction was triggered. I felt that someone was trying to sneak into the secret room.

Those two were both masters at the stage of transforming spirits, but before they had time to make a move, they had already seen the blood spurting from their throats.

Bitter sword energy surrounded Yin Si, he used the token given to him by the remnant soul to enter the Eternal Night Palace, and followed the caster with the fragments all the way, but unfortunately things didn't go well, and he was still blocked by the ban and came back to expose himself.

"You... who are you!" The caster's teeth were chattering, and he turned back with fear, Yin Si held a sword in his left hand, standing expressionlessly in a pool of blood, like an impermanent evil spirit, the sword intent and murderous aura made him breathless Gas, just sit down on the ground.

Yin Si looked at the barrier that was still shining brightly in the open stone gate, and guessed that he didn't have a token, so even if the stone gate was opened, he couldn't pass through. The caster didn't dare to move under his deliberate pressure, so he simply used The thumb pushed the sword frame slightly, and the moment the blade flashed snowy light, the restraint had been forcibly broken by the sword energy.

"Don't kill me, Dao, if you kill me, you won't get the complete Yanri Dao!" The caster held the box and spoke incoherently in front of Yin Si who was approaching, "I just want to complete Yanri, I beg You, even if you want to kill me, wait until I finish it!"

Yin Si raised and lowered his finger on the scabbard slowly. He stared at the caster, wondering whether he should silence him. He is very familiar with killing people, and the target he targets usually leads to death. With this quality, he is a qualified killer... ...but not necessarily a qualified Chief Swordsman.

When he reached out to snatch the fragmented box from the caster's arms, he remembered Ye Yunzhou's troublesome words. He thought that the palace master was always unwilling to make unnecessary sacrifices, so this is just a caster who is obsessed with artifacts, and he probably didn't need to take his life.

"Where is the knife?" Yin Si let go of the scabbard, let his sword naturally follow him, opened the box, and a metal fragment as long as a palm was placed inside. The whole body was pitch black, as if it could swallow light. Yin Si tried to use his fingertips After touching it, I felt a fine sand-like flow on the surface of the debris, as if breaking free in a certain direction.

"Go down from here, the furnace is below." The casting master tremblingly got up, pointing to the high platform and said.

Yin Si tilted his head, motioned the caster to turn on the mechanism, and buckled the box to follow. After a burst of mechanism operation on the high platform, a stone tablet rose from the phantom, and the caster started to launch the teleportation formation again. After more than a dozen defenses, Yin Si took the lead.

After the light of the teleportation formation disappeared, a strong and pungent smell and high temperature rushed over.

Yin Si raised his head and looked around, as if he was in a sandstorm at dusk. The strange rocks were rugged and the shadows were treacherous. The ground under his feet was gray-red, like ancient and rough bark. Roughly, a crooked crack stretches across the cave, several feet wide, with both ends extending to unknown places, choking smoke and dark red light are evaporating from the crack valley.

"Earth fire melting pot?" Yin Si saw the magma flowing under the rift, and used his divine sense to see through the smoke and dust. The stone platform carved with complex pattern patterns was built on the magma, and it was surrounded by an enchantment. A chain connects the stone walls on both sides, and a long knife that is the same as the phantom is wrapped in the center of the stone platform by the chain.

"This Taoist has good eyesight." Seeing the tiredness of the sun, the caster's excitement overwhelmed his fear, "Just put the fragments into the formation to refine them, and then guide the earth's energy and fire into the knife, supplemented by the higher-temperature Chiyang fire Stabilize the blade..."

He was gearing up to chatter, Yin Si only knew superficially, and what he wanted was the Twilight Stone and not the knife. He knelt down and stretched out his hand to reach the top of the rift valley. spread.

"There is also a restriction here, which can confine spiritual power and restrict movement, and is tied to the enchantment on the furnace." The caster explained to him, "If you don't unlock the restriction, even if you go down with the mechanism, it is impossible to open the furnace. If you get the Ritual Knife in the enchantment, if you forcefully break the enchantment on it, the restriction will not be affected, and it will immediately cause changes in the earth's atmosphere. The landslides and ground cracks will occur for dozens of miles around, and the knife will also fall into the magma and bury it deeply. , and the intruder can't use his spiritual power, so he can't go down to fish, these are all designed by me, how about it?"

Yin Si said impatiently: "Then untie it."

The caster shivered, and nodded quickly: "Understood, I'll do it now."

The caster drew a formation in the air, and there was a layer of subtle water waves above the rift valley. He jumped down first, and descended to the stone platform with a few formations that relieved his strength.

Yin Si was about to follow, but his sense of crisis over the years made him take a few steps forward, and then a cloud of black air blasted from where he was, and the ground instantly rotted into a sticky solution.

"Yin Si, you really know how to act. I should have thought that you were colluding with Ye Yunzhou." A black mist floated on the road when Yin Si came, revealing vague facial features that were constantly twisting due to anger. This voice echoed in the cave with complex terrain , The lingering sound lasted for a long time.

Yin Si didn't answer, but directly drew his sword and stabbed at Remnant Soul, crushed the wooden box at the same time, and put the fragments into his arms. Remnant Soul knew that he was not Yin Si's opponent, and the black mist scattered from it, and went straight to the rift valley.

But before he went down, a row of sword shadows rose from the ground on both sides of the rift valley. Different from the conservative and merciless sword formation style of Master Fu Xing, this extremely cold sword shadow instantly smashed a black smoke, crushed stones Dust fell down in a rustle, and the cave shook.

"Yin Si, do you know what Mu Linjiang did at the Chunhua Banquet? Exposing the hidden ghost cultivators, providing information and uniting with sects to wipe out the Yongye Palace, you are a righteous person for all to see, and you are a bloody killer. , there is no place for you in Silent Night Palace." The remnant soul hastily recalled his spiritual avatar and laughed, "Stop struggling, Mu Linjiang will be the second Yin Sui sooner or later."

Yin Si tightened his grip on the sword, the blade burst into a cold light, rushed forward to fight with the remnant soul, the remnant soul just dodged and never fought hard, mocking him harshly for trying to distract him, the cave was full in a blink of an eye It's a gravel swamp.

The casting master under the rift valley saw the sudden black and white, so as not to affect himself, he resolutely put the restriction back.

Seeing this, Yin Si flew up, with the long sword behind her back, and countless sword lights came down like a stormy sea. There was no dead angle, and the remnant soul was being forced to flee in embarrassment. It was the pure chill from the outside to the inside that nailed him on the spot, and the dead air tempered in the sea of ​​corpses and blood. No one is not afraid of death.

"Yin Si! You are just an obedient dog with a master. Do you know how Jing Yubin died? He risked his life to let Huo Fenglin escape, and Huo Fenglin didn't even care to look at him! You are the same as him, and Mu Linjiang won't care You!" The remnant soul hissed and shouted, the black mist suddenly expanded, and the cloak faced the sword light, and the overwhelming darkness enveloped Yin Si.

Yin Si's clenched left hand trembled slightly due to suppressing anger. The sword glow and the black mist were fading away and devouring each other in the darkness. He closed his eyes and sensed the sound coming from behind. A pale face with disheveled hair, two bloody holes on the face, and the traces of bleeding are still clearly visible.

Without any hesitation, he slapped ten percent of his palm on the corpse. His tentacles were cold and stiff, and easily shattered the bones. Only then did Yin Si realize that something was wrong, this was not an ordinary corpse.

The remnant soul stuck its head out from behind the corpse, its smile became more and more sinister on the blurred facial features: "This is Yin Sui, your boss, master, adoptive father... don't you recognize it?"

When Yin Si closed his pupils, a sudden feeling of emptiness and falling made him let go, and the voice of the remnant soul surrounded his ears, like the biting cold wind that penetrated the window lattice in the cold winter.

"Come be my sword, don't think about anything." The remnant soul bewitched softly, "I will never abandon you."

The black mist dissipated, the sword slipped from Yin Si's slowly relaxing hand, and a special magic breath floated on his arm, the defensive imprint left by Mu Linjiang on him completely faded away, and the remnant soul gathered back into his figure, It is much more transparent than before, as if it will disappear at any time.

"Give me the fragments." Remnant Soul ordered Yin Si.

Yin Si's eyes were out of focus, but he just stood there without moving, and his remnant soul was filled with dark fire. He was sure that Yin Si was really controlled by him this time, but right now was not a time to drive Yin Si to waste his energy. Then he came to the edge of the rift valley to lobby the casting master below.

"Open the restriction, there are no fragments, and you will not be able to refine the Sun Ritual Saber." The remnant soul tried to be as pleasant as possible. He is now a soul body supported by spiritual power, and the restriction has a greater impact on him.

The casting master had never been in contact with ghost cultivators, so he shook his head and shouted: "You throw down the fragments, and I'll give you the completed Yanri Saber."

The remnant soul was angry for a while, what he wanted was the Yinmu stone, not the knife, the appearance of the artifact really attracted the covetousness of all parties, and it would be difficult to separate.

"Yin Si, jump down." The remnant soul turned back and ordered, and the black mist gathered his hands, holding Yin Si's shoulder and pouring cold spiritual power, "Look at the position, don't try to swim in the magma, kill the caster, Bring me the knife."

Yin Si turned around abruptly and took a step, standing on the edge of the rift.

Yin Si felt that he had forgotten something, it was the kind of memory that would flash in his mind countless times, but he just couldn't catch the tail, even if he emptied his head, he still didn't even know what he had forgotten, the more he thought about it, the more dull he became .

He remembered that he was going to report the mission to the landlord, so he put aside this unsolvable question for the time being, and walked into the main hall through the corridor of the third watch building, where Yin Sui was resting on the throne.

There are very few killers who can get the surname of Yin. The current situation is chaotic, but it creates "heroes". Yin Si is no longer the only killer that the landlord values.

Righteous and evil factions are all involved in the grayness of the killer organization. The evil faction blatantly hires murderers, and the righteous way hides their names and hires murderers. Yin Si doesn't think there is any disgrace in the profession of killer. He is just a sword. The real malice comes from unscrupulous means The employer, the killer only works for pay, simple and pure, never with biased personal feelings, but maliciousness can breed all kinds of strange things.

Yin Si bowed politely in front of the steps of the throne. This time he nearly fell when he bent his knees. His leg was injured a little and he was still unable to move. It might be better if he put his left leg down too, but he still thinks that kneeling on one knee Kneeling is considered a courtesy, and kneeling on both knees is considered humble. After he finished his report, Yin Sui waved his hand lazily and let him go down.

Yin Si nodded and stood up, thinking for a moment that Yin Sui was like the emperor in the storybook, but he was stingy and walked a few steps with his sword on the ground, Yin Sui stopped him again.

"I heard that the target this time took the child home." Yin Sui asked inquiringly, "Are you sure you got rid of everyone present?"

"Yes." Yin Si lowered her head and replied.

In fact, no, the child is only three years old, doesn't understand anything, and is not within the scope of the task.

The child found him hiding in the kitchen to bandage the wound, and innocently took out a piece of candy from his purse and handed it to him, saying that the sweetness would not hurt.

Yin Si stood there blankly, he was just a sword, malice did not come from him, and good intentions should not be bestowed on him, this is an unbiased killer.

He finally knocked out the child, and sent him to the gate of the Law Enforcement Hall two states away overnight, almost fleeing.

"I believe you won't lie to me." Yin Sui seemed to be pointing, "I have an urgent order, and the target is the owner of the Valley of Death. How is your injury? If you can't take it, I can send someone else."

"Subordinates are fine." Yin Si closed his eyes, "Subordinates will leave tomorrow."

A killer who is shaken in his heart is like a sword worn on the battlefield. The sword will break, but it is easier for people to break.

Yin Si felt that he had forgotten something, and even this feeling of forgetting seemed familiar. He fell in the damp cave, the wound on his chest was mixed with poison and could not stop the bleeding.

He was sure that someone had betrayed his whereabouts, and if it was someone from Deadly Valley who took revenge, he would have no complaints, but this was the blatant malice aimed at him, something the killer passed by every day, and he had no grievances with him. The innocent betrayed him.

Yin Si thought of the candy that the child gave him again. He raised his hand and took it out of the Qiankun bag, wondering whether it was this candy that blurred the boundary of the killer and brought trouble for him, or he never counted it. A qualified killer would be so obsessed with accepting him.

The next moment, the candy on the fingertips was blown away by the knife as thin as a willow leaf.

Even if Yin Si was about to be in a coma, he could still kill people with his sword instinctively. The Shaogu owner of Jue Ming Valley almost died here. Three poisonous knives were stuck on Yin Si's body, and Yin Si's sword was still placed on Shaogu. Before the main throat.

"Kill me." Master Shaogu said desperately.

"...Who betrayed me?" The blood at the corner of Yin Si's mouth was already black, but his eyes were still cold and his sword was steady without trembling.

Even Master Shaogu couldn't help admiring Yin Simeng, his poison was enough to make every inch of meridians and bones cut like a knife and an axe, just one blow could disintegrate a person's will, but Yin Si was hit three times.

"You will never guess." Master Shaogu smiled sarcastically, "The person who told me your location was none other than your master Yin Sui."

Yin Si was stunned for a moment, let go of Master Shaogu, and didn't question him hoarsely and unbelievably as he thought.

"Aren't you going to kill me?" Master Shaogu forced his heart to beat, "You can't be Yin Sui's dog anymore, why don't you follow me and secretly remove obstacles for me, you killed the old man, in fact, I have to thank you, otherwise people's hearts will be broken." Qi, in another 100 years I will not be the owner of the valley.”

"Get out before I do it." Yin Si leaned against the cold cave wall, "The loyalty of the deputy owner of the third watch building ends here, and I don't plan to dedicate it to anyone else."

If he is still Yin Sui's subordinate, in order to protect the landlord or complete the task, it doesn't matter if he dies. He can treat himself as a cold sword, but it doesn't mean that he can let others break it and throw it away.

He has never been anyone's sword, anyone's dog, or anyone's slave.

Yin Si felt like he had forgotten something, as if every thought and choice he made had traces to follow, but he was quickly brought back to his senses by the laughter around him. There was a heart-rending pain in his right leg, his shin was broken, and his flesh was punctured. It was white and exposed.

This is the arena of the fishing ground. He didn't know whether the opponent lying on the ground around him was dead or alive, lying on the ground dying, his clothes were ragged, revealing old and new scars.

He vaguely heard the voices from the audience seats in all directions. Some people said that he finally couldn't hold on anymore. It's a pity to die like this. The current batch of goods is not as good as one batch; It looks like a slave who thinks highly of himself and doesn't know how to live or die; there are more foul words pressing down on his spine, trying to make him bow his head and throw away his dignity.

Yin Si coughed a few times, clenched his fists to wipe away the scarlet from the corners of his mouth, propped up his body inch by inch amidst boos, his forehead burst out with veins, his eyes were filled with hatred, and he fell back to the ground several times.

"Oh, it seems that it won't work." Someone sentenced him to death.

"Hurry up and get someone to save him, I've taken a fancy to him, I want to buy him!" A man suddenly stood up and shouted.

I saw Yin Si stood up with blood on his hands, dragging one leg, and refused to fall down even though he was exhausted.

No, where is wrong.

The feeling of forgetting something became more and more intense, Yin couldn't think, he had a splitting headache, and an intuition told him that there should be someone here.

Who is it?

The VIP seats in the arena are the closest, as long as you pay, you can choose opponents or choose weapons and magic weapons. There are very few VIPs who sit in the VIP seats with a good view and do not order a fight.

Yin Si looked at the VIP seat in confusion. There was indeed a special person there, a human figure formed by a cloud of black smoke. This person came seven times in a row, and each time he just watched and did nothing.

His eyes were sore from sweat, but he could still see clearly. The man's smile was not teasing and contempt, or condescending scrutiny, but appreciation and respect.

The surroundings became quiet as if wrapped in lake water, Yin Si looked at him steadily, saw Hei Wu stood up, and asked calmly, "Will you follow me?"

"...How to call it?" Yin Si hoarsely said.

Hei Wu said a name, Yin Si didn't know why, and subconsciously refuted it in his heart.

No, not this, everything, but not the name.

Yin Si covered his head, a thought was clamoring in his mind, he couldn't remember it, Hei Wu raised his hand and shattered the barrier of the ring.

Yin Si raised her head in amazement, only to see shocking waves rising for no reason. The once self-proclaimed noble audience was like ants on a hot pot. They panicked and made a lot of ugly appearances. They were instantly involved in the roaring sea water. The huge waves were like an invincible dragon. The top of the wave slowly fell to the only open space that was not submerged.

The pattering drops of water splashed from the air, like it was raining, Yin Si's hair was stained on his face, watching the approaching black mist reach out to him.

Black Mist said: "Follow me and serve me."

Yin Si stood beside the rift valley, and slowly moved his left leg under the repeated orders of the remnant soul.

Yin Si felt that he had forgotten something, he was drenched so cold, he wanted to reach Hei Wu's hand, but he couldn't help shivering, and the sealed memory suddenly opened the door.

It was indeed wrong, he was not so cold at that time, someone gave him the Yufeng Jue.

That man was not talking about serving me.

Yin Si finally remembered what he had forgotten. The person who should be here was Mu Linjiang, and calmly said that Mu Linjiang was the lord of the Lonely Night Palace.

The moment his eyes cleared up, the black mist finally had nothing to hide, and another familiar person replaced the black mist, bringing the memory back on track.

Mu Linjiang covered his eyes with a strip of cloth, his long hair was neatly combed, and his clothes dragged the floor, but he was not arrogant. He reached out and handed him a elixir: "Leave with me, you are seriously injured, I will help you after you get out." Contact the doctor."

Yin Si clearly remembered his answer, and subconsciously asked, "Do you want me to be your slave?"

"How is that possible?" Mu Linjiang snorted coldly in disgust, showing his sharpness, and put forward the conditions bluntly, "I decided to wipe out the fishing grounds, you are very skilled, come to Lone Night Palace to be my sword guard, and rest every five days , not mandatory, how much monthly salary do you want? I also briefly investigated your background, after leaving here, you can recover from your injuries, and you can go to revenge."

At that time, Yin Si was a little dazed by his series of guarantees. After taking the elixir, he suddenly felt that it was as heavy as the candy he had no chance to eat.

Yin Si lowered his head, and said in a strange way: "Okay."

Remnant Soul stared at Yin Simai's left leg that went out, and his gloomy laughter echoed in the cave, he couldn't help but proudly said: "Yin Si, no matter how good you acted, it still fell into my palm, but this is also Well, Mu Linjiang definitely doesn't know that you are really controlled by me, so how about I let you go to see him and let you kill your 'former master' with your own hands?"

Yin Si turned a deaf ear, one leg was already in the air, his body lost his balance and fell forward, falling into the rift.

The remnant soul stopped laughing, and just carefully looked down, but at the very moment, Yin Si twisted his body in mid-air, clasped the edge of the cliff with his right hand and hung on the mountain wall, the fragments slipped out from the skirt of his clothes, his eyesight and hands were quick Caught it back without letting the fragments fall into the lava.

"Your technique is nothing more than that." Yin Si sneered coldly, the forbidden gravity made his right hand as heavy as holding ten people, almost unable to grasp the edge of the rift, even if he could jump onto the stone platform at this height , I'm afraid I'll break my bones too.

The remnant soul was furious, and the twisted black mist suddenly bent down. He didn't dare to cross the edge, and pressed Yin Si's fingers to pull him up, but Yin Si directly plunged the fragment into the mountain wall with all his strength.

"Throw the fragments up! Otherwise, I will forcefully attack the barrier and let all the creatures in a radius of tens of miles be buried with you!" Remnant Soul threatened angrily.

"It's too late." Yin Si said rationally, "The Palace Mistress will kill you."

"Yin Si, I disdain this way." Remnant Soul calmed down a little bit, Hei Wu's right hand raised two fingers together, solidified and thinned, turning into a sharp blade, and pierced into Yin Si's whitened nails , Twist it half a turn, and pry off half of the bloody nail, "Give me the fragment, or I will cripple your hand!"

Yin Si's breathing was stagnant, and he gritted his teeth silently. The remnant soul was worried that Mu Linjiang would catch up, and became more impatient. The blade pointed at the middle finger and index finger, and deliberately slowed down: "Give it to me, do you hear? You are a master of Mahayana. Wouldn't it be a shame and a shame for people to be tortured here?"

"...Catch it." Yin Si's hanging left hand moved, as if throwing something up.

As soon as the remnant soul raised his gaze, he felt his hand loosen. What Yin Si threw up was only a handkerchief. He took the opportunity to break free from the remnant soul, pulled out the fragment and fell down.

He didn't step on the mountain wall to exert force, and he didn't have a deceleration formation. He couldn't reach the stone platform far away, and he didn't have any spiritual power to protect him. Below was the red to whitish lava. But when he closed his eyes, he still inexplicably remembered Ye Yunzhou's persistent attempt to persuade him to be the friend of the palace lord.

The remnant soul roared at the edge of the rift, a sharp black crescent-like blade slashed down on the barrier, the caster hid behind the sun-hating knife with his head in his arms, the barrier was effortlessly cut by the sharp blade, and at the same time the magma It began to surge violently, the cave shook like an earthquake, and several cracks climbed up the cave along the stone wall, as if a pair of giant hands were breaking the rock.

Yin Si bit the tip of her tongue to raise her spirits, recalled her natal sword with a thought, plunged into the stone wall with the sword and stopped a few feet above the magma.

A gray light suddenly shone into the cave where the earth and rocks collapsed, and the remnant soul jumped and fell to the stone platform. Just holding the handle of Yanri knife, he also raised his head and looked up.

The whole mountain peak was moving and cracking, and the sky was leaking everywhere. A falling stone hit Yin Si's shoulder, and he lost his strength and let go, sparks splashed high and burned to the hem of his clothes.

At this moment, a dazzling band of bright purple light descended from the gap of the mountain peak, circled and connected end to end, and turned into a brilliant pattern floating over the rift valley. In the air, there was only a moment from roaring to silence, as if time was suspended, and snowflake-like light spots fell on the circle of the formation, melting the restriction that imprisoned spiritual power. Yin Si was caught by a small floating formation, and Yufeng Jue separated him. Opened the magma that burned a piece of clothing.

"Master Yin, the majestic chief sword guard of the Mahayana period, how can you still be ashamed when dealing with a remnant soul, what a shame." Ye Yunzhou swooped down with a sword shadow, made a joke casually, and flashed across the magma to the remnant soul.

Yin Si felt a pain like a needle in his head, and the bewitching spiritual consciousness of breaking free from the remnant soul was seriously consumed, and the remnant soul also used some of the spiritual power of the ghost cultivator and cathode cold. Seeing that Ye Yunzhou could deal with the remnant soul, he remembered Ye Yunzhou's saying that he didn't need to protect him all the time. Looking at Mu Linjiang, he simply stepped aside and sat cross-legged in front of the battle to adjust his breath silently.

If the Palace Master wishes to fight side by side with Ye Yunzhou, then he should also try not to intervene.

The remnant soul was so annoyed that he had to loosen the Yanri knife that was still bound by the chain. The restriction had been lifted, and he turned around and rushed towards the magma as if trying to escape.

"Frozen!" Ye Yunzhou summoned several sword shadows, and shouted at the same time without stopping. The formation above shot a icy blue light, and the magma in front of Remnant Soul instantly spread out a solid ice seal.

"Mu Linjiang, you still dare to make a move!" The remnant soul barely stopped on the ice, rolled around and failed to completely avoid the shadow of the sword thrown by Ye Yunzhou, and was directly cut off by a piece of black smoke.

"Why don't you dare."

An umbrella slowly floated down from the crevice of the mountain peak, and Mu Linjiang appeared holding the handle of the umbrella, with one hand behind his back, standing firmly on the flickering formation, with ease.

Seeing this, Remnant Soul took a deep breath, and laughed intermittently: "Okay, it seems that I have been deceived by you all along, but if you can kill me today, how many people will find me tomorrow?"

"If I don't kill you, what if I arrest you and study it?" Ye Yunzhou chuckled lightly, "Our palace master's art array is invincible, and through you to follow the vine... Maybe it's quite fun to collect."

The remnant soul showed unwillingness, and his eyes were determined, but Ye Yunzhou couldn't see his expression, the remnant soul no longer tried to escape, and once again turned into a cloud of black smoke to cover Ye Yunzhou.

With a sweep of his sword finger, Ye Yunzhou chopped off a piece of crystal clear ice, wrapped in sword aura, faced the black smoke with great momentum, and he himself swung up from the ice surface, distanced himself from the remnant soul.

"Master Ye, don't kill me!"

The black smoke was easily dispersed by the ice sword, and in the remaining thin mist, facial features resembling human faces emerged again, with a sad and desolate voice, which shocked people's hearts.

Ye Yunzhou felt very disgusted, like a person sticking his face tightly behind the stretched cloth, and kept making faces at him, but he knew it was disgusting, but he was still dazed for a while under the bewitchment of the remnant soul.

Mu Linjiang stood on the formation map, looking leisurely, but in reality it was not easy, the remnant soul broke the barrier, and the surrounding area was like an earthquake, and the Eternal Night Palace was also affected. At the same time, the collapsed ground and woods were forcibly fixed to ensure that innocent people were not killed.

Seeing that Ye Yunzhou couldn't resist the mind control of the remnant soul, Mu Linjiang immediately threw a meditation formula at him, and in the blink of an eye, the remnant soul took the opportunity to rush to Ye Yunzhou.

Ye Yunzhou stabbed with his sword, the remnant soul was split into two, his spiritual power exploded and approached Mu Linjiang, flashed past several ice cones and wind blades shot down by the array, the black mist was compressed to the limit, like fireworks about to explode, and he wanted to use the last The power to confirm whether Mu Linjiang is bluffing or really powerful.

Ye Yunzhou wanted to help him, but the black mist that was left wrapped around his arm, and the coldness eroded everywhere. He trembled all over, the two kinds of spiritual power collided in the meridians, and the shadow of the sword in his hand gradually disappeared.

He suddenly thought of Yin Si, and glanced away from the corner of his eye, Yin Si was still concentrating on regulating his breath and healing his wounds, so he must be trusted to protect Mu Linjiang.

If Mu Linjiang was allowed to accept this life-saving temptation, he might be able to accept it, but it was also likely to cause the old injury to recur.

"Don't do it!" Ye Yunzhou gritted his teeth and shouted, using a little spiritual power, he shifted his shape and stood in front of Mu Linjiang.

Mu Linjiang was slightly taken aback, but still put away the tactic he was pinching with his left hand, and then he was shocked to see that Ye Yunzhou not only did not hold the sword, but also removed all spiritual defenses.

A burst of cold death erupted around, and the light of the array floating in the air suddenly dimmed, and a few stones were reduced to dust in the expanding darkness.

They seem to be swallowed by a mass of cold and slippery mud, and even the breathing space is squeezed out. There is no direction and no end, only infinite sinking.

Ye Yunzhou shook twice, and Mu Linjiang hurriedly pulled him to his side to support his shoulders.

In the endless dark abyss around them, the oppression they felt suddenly loosened, and a transparent shadow gradually appeared where Ye Yunzhou was standing. His long hair fluttered lightly, and his body revealed the darkness left by the remnant soul, making the outline glow like , He opened a barrier to protect Mu Linjiang and Ye Yunzhou in it.

"Senior... are you okay?" Ye Yunzhou hesitated.

"The senior who gave you the sword shadow?" Mu Linjiang quickly understood, he always felt that this shadow was very familiar to him, but he couldn't tell what it was.

The spirit behind the back slowly turned his head, he was starting to disintegrate from the hem of his illusory clothes, and it was turning into pieces inch by inch.