Beauty and the Bodyguard

Lin Yi couldn't help but be speechless: "This style of painting doesn't match the top ten famous swords."

Before he finished speaking, He Chuxia had already roared and swept his sword in front of him, slashing down hard on his head.

Lin Yi's eyelids twitched, and his speed increased by no less than ten times!

At this time, it was no longer possible to avoid it, so I could only raise my sword to block it.

As a result, with his current strength, he was stabbed directly into the ground by a sword without any suspense, which means that the divine body can really withstand the beating, otherwise he would have been beaten to death in just this one encounter!

He Chuxia, who was in evil ghost mode, was unyielding when he gained the upper hand, and then he caught up with him head-on, attacking head-on and face-to-face.

Under its super strong rhythm that suddenly increased by several orders of magnitude, Lin Yi was unable to keep up. Regardless of speed or strength, he was completely at a disadvantage.

Under the violent attack of evil spirits, Lin Yi was trapped in it and was on the verge of collapse.

"It seems like our offshore king can't hold on any longer. Would you like to reach out and give him a hand?"

On a slope several miles away, Li Yangzhong watched this scene and gloated.

Behind him, Xu Taiyi, Wei Yuer and the Manghan princes all arrived.

The prince was eager to try: "Let him hold him in front, and we will outflank him. Five against two will definitely make a profit. Even if he dies, it will be one for two, and we will make a sure profit!"

Xu Tai glanced at Wei Yu'er and saw that Wei Yu'er still had a cold expression on her face and showed no intention to speak. She immediately shook her head and said: "You must not act rashly. The other party will not be stupid enough to send two people here to risk their lives for nothing. There must be something else." Backhand arrangement.”

The prince frowned: "According to your statement, we are just going to watch him die?"

Although he didn't have any positive impressions of Lin Yi, as a temporary teammate, it was still hard to stand watching Lin Yi being killed two-on-one.

More importantly, at this moment, his Tai'a sword has collected a lot of sword energy, and he can't wait to show off his skills.

Xu Taiyi shook his head sternly and said, "It's not about watching him die. It's about putting the overall situation first and figuring out the opponent's back-up plan as soon as possible so that we can make the most correct choice."

Seeing that the prince wanted to refute, he added: "I suspect that the other three people on the opposite side are ambushing nearby. These are our real enemies."

"Then what are you waiting for? Find them and kill them!"

The prince immediately stopped worrying.

In the final analysis, whether Lin Yi lives or dies has nothing to do with him, and he himself doesn't care.

Mrs. Xu nodded: "My Zhan Lu has roughly sensed their location."

After saying that, he took a thoughtful look at Lin Yi, who was struggling, and then immediately turned around and led everyone away.

At this time, Lin Yi had been suppressed by the evil ghost He Chuxia in all directions. Although the Demonic Sword that had loosened its seal was far from what it had been in the past, in the final analysis, the power it revealed was still too little.

If Lin Yi thought, as long as the seal of the will of the world was slightly loosened, the power of the Demonic Sword would immediately increase tenfold, or even a hundredfold!

But he didn't do this.

Without him, the power of the Demonic Sword would be too violent and chaotic, and its manipulation would be extremely taxing on the soul.

It is now the upper limit of what his soul can bear. If it increases ten times or a hundred times, his soul is very likely to be destroyed in an instant. He will definitely win by then, but he will become the next He Chuxia.

However, just because you can't increase your strength along with it doesn't mean you have no chance of winning!

"I haven't been this stupid for a long time."

Lin Yi sighed silently in his heart, then picked up the Demonic Sword and began to defend with all his strength.

Since his strength was formed, every time he faced off against the enemy, he had basically focused on overwhelming attacks. He was a proper aggressive player, but this did not mean that he would not retreat on defense.

Attack wildly when it's time to attack wildly, and shrink back when it's time to retreat. This is what a true master should have.

Watertight.

After seeing Lin Yi change his strategy, although the scene looked more and more passive, in reality he had stabilized his position, and the ancient immortal behind him couldn't help but feel anxious.

He Chuxia's evil ghost state combines the abilities of Gan Jiang Sword and Mo Xie Sword at the same time, which means that the consumption of He Chuxia himself is far greater than before.

In other words, even if all the life energy of He Chuxia was squeezed out, he wouldn't be able to last long!

"Now that the deal is done, don't blame me for being cruel."

Gu Xian took a deep look at He Chuxia, a trace of determination flashed in his beautiful eyes, and he immediately danced with Mo Xie sword in his hand, and the sound of the piano once again enveloped the audience with the sound of crying.

At first glance, this is a beautiful picture of a lady dancing with a sword, which makes people fall in love with it.

But with the sound of the piano, all the dead ancient swords around him echoed, and the rich death energy continued to emerge from the ground, and then submerged into He Chuxia's body under its guidance.

With every point scored, He Chuxia's strength increased.

Lin Yi's situation suddenly became more and more precarious, but as a result, the cracks on He Chuxia's body surface were also spreading at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he was on the verge of collapse.

"You're betting your life on me."

Lin Yi couldn't help but take another look at Gu Xian.

He could see the love-hate relationship between her and He Chuxia, but as a woman, he was a little surprised to be so cruel and directly put her former lover's life on the gambling table.

After this wave, no matter what happens to Lin Yi, at least He Chuxia will die.

Every time they faced each other, Lin Yi could feel the cry from the depths of the other person's soul. He didn't believe that the woman couldn't feel it. It was really embarrassing that she could be so decisive in this situation.

But no matter what, Gu Xian's operation cannot be wrong.

Without her decisiveness, Lin Yi might be able to turn defeat into victory as long as he persisted for a moment longer. But now, the situation has completely taken a turn for the worse, and there is no chance of a comeback.

After all, the gap in hard power between the two sides at this moment has widened not just ten times, but a hundred times!

Seeing Lin Yi being roared into the ground by He Chuxia again, Gu Xian finally breathed a sigh of relief, and a hint of complexity flashed deep in his eyes.

"Don't blame me. There will come a day when you and I have to drag such a big shot to be buried with you. You will be considered a worthy death."

Along with her words, the violent crashing sounds from the ground continued to come. Even without looking, you could guess that Lin Yi at this moment was probably hammered out of shape.

However, before she could digest this complicated mood, Lin Yi's voice suddenly came from behind her: "Is the big shot talking about me? I'm not very happy to have me buried with others."

"How can it be?"

Gu Xian's expression suddenly froze, and he turned to look at Lin Yi who rushed out from underneath at some point behind him. He opened his mouth for a long time and was unable to say a complete sentence.

What shocked her even more was Lin Yi's hands.