Chapter 2259: Overestimating One’s Ability

I don’t know when, but the situation suddenly turned around.

Before, two ghost kings were watching from the side, while he and Qiu Lanxin fought fiercely with the ghosts.

But now it was Lin Ye who was wielding a sword across his body, and none of the dozens or hundreds of ghosts dared to step forward, and even had a faint tendency to retreat. Although these ghosts woke up under the control of the Red Ghost King, they

After all, they were humans when they were alive, and they retained the most primitive emotions of humans after waking up. Moreover, after becoming ghosts, they are more sensitive to external forces than before. They can sense the terrifying aura emanating from Lin Ye, so they are basically

Don't dare to move forward.

Seeing this, Hanchuan smiled helplessly: "If I had known, I would have tied you to me, so I wouldn't be in such an embarrassing situation."

Turning around to look at Han Chuan, he saw that his body was covered with scars, including teeth marks from wolf monsters and scratches from ghosts. He looked as embarrassed as he wanted.

But when Lin Ye heard this, he became happy: "I didn't expect you to joke. It seems that you have learned a lot from that boy Qi Xuancheng."

Han Chuan curled his lips and said with a smile: "If I continue to speak nonsense to shake people's hearts in this situation, wouldn't I be too deserving of a beating?"

"That's true." Lin Ye also smiled.

The two of them could still stand in the middle of a group of ghosts and joke, but the two people who did not forget Zong beside them could not laugh at all.

One of them was covered in cuts and bruises, and his gorgeous robe was stained red with blood. The scratches on his calf were still bleeding out. The wound on one hand was so deep that the bone was visible, and he could barely hold the sword.

, where can I still laugh?

Qiu Lanxin was covering the wound in her lower abdomen, staring nervously at Zhan Yun not far away, holding the Qingshuang Sword tightly with her other hand. Although her beautiful face was covered with blood, she could not hide her worry.

color.

Lin Ye glanced at her and saw that this great disciple who did not forget his sect seemed to have deep feelings for this "traitor".

"Old Lin, how long do you think the two of them can last?" As the only person present who knew Lin Ye's strength, Hanchuan even leaned against a big tree and laughed at the two men who were fighting two ghost kings not far away.

He got excited and said, "Don't you tell me, these two boys are really good, and the two swords in their hands are much better than yours. Maybe it's really possible to win?"

Lin Ye glanced at An Jiuxiao and Zhan Yun calmly, and said calmly: "With those two swords, we can at least protect them from death."

What Lin Ye said was very cruel, but it was the truth.

I saw An Jiuxiao slashing at the Black Ghost King with his sword, but as soon as I looked at him, the figure of the Black Ghost King disappeared into a green will-o'-the-wisp.

In the blink of an eye, a green will-o'-the-wisp appeared behind An Jiuxiao. It was so powerful that An Jiuxiao had no time to resist it!

A ball of will-o'-the-wisp went directly into An Jiuxiao's back, almost piercing through his whole body in an instant. Fortunately, the sword in his hand let out a dragon roar, which shook the ball of will-o'-the-wisp away a lot, and he helped him carry it.

This blow was struck. But unfortunately, An Jiuxiao seemed to be unable to exert the full effect of the sword, so the dragon's breath was not strong enough. Although it withstood part of the will-o'-the-wisp, some of it still hit An Jiuxiao.

Within Jiuxiao's body.

Even though the will-o'-the-wisp is a fire, it will burn instantly when it hits a person, but what An Jiuxiao felt was an endless stream of coldness seeping into his body from the wound. That kind of chill made him feel numb all over his body.

The blood seemed to be frozen in an instant, the internal organs turned into pieces of ice, and even the immortal power of the sea of ​​​​qi seemed to be frozen by something. Huge pain came, making the sword in his hand almost close to

come out.

Fortunately, he withdrew his body in time, and at the same time used a hand seal to seal the ghost energy in his heart. But even so, one of his eyes faintly turned green, and his body shook after landing on the ground.

A mouthful of black blood came out. After the blood hit the ground, it immediately emitted a fishy smell, and there was also a cold air.

He covered his chest and looked up at the Black Ghost King not far away. He never thought that this Ghost King was so powerful. Is this the crushing of realms? The Ghost King's realm is more than half higher than him, so fighting with him

The process didn't even take much effort, and so far his sword energy couldn't even touch within five feet of the Ghost King.

Looking at Zhan Yun, the situation is not much better than that of An Jiuxiao.

The figure of the Red Ghost King was clearly standing there, but no matter what, Zhan Yun could not step forward. In the blink of an eye, he was wrapped in red threads one after another. But the Red Ghost King stood there with a smile on his face, strange but beautiful.

The smile looked like a picture scroll, and as long as he took one more look at those red eyes, Zhan Yun felt the blood surge all over his body, and the immortal power in his body seemed to explode.

——Whoosh!

Suddenly, a red thread flew out from the back of his heart and penetrated directly through his body. It was obviously a red thread of nothingness. It didn't even cause Zhan Yun any pain, but his body froze in place.

.

Zhan Yun felt a cold red thread wandering through his body like a poisonous tongue, passing through the blood and tendons and going straight to his heart. He wanted to protect his heart with his immortal power, but found that he could not move at all.

In his eyes, he only saw the face of the Red Ghost King and her enchanting eyes.

There were bursts of laughter in his ears, which made him so immersed in it that he could not extricate himself. He even loosened his grip on the sword.

The long sword fell to the ground with a clang, and then Zhan Yun's eyes gradually began to blur. His defenses were completely invaded, and his whole body was immersed in the woman's charming face and laughter. The red thread slowly wrapped around

Above his heart, blood was constantly surging in his chest, as if something was about to rush out of his body.

Seeing such a scene, Qiu Lan couldn't stand anymore. She turned around and grabbed Lin Ye: "Fellow Daoist Lin, I know you can save him, right? Please, save him!"

Lin Ye lowered his eyes and glanced at her: "Are you sure?"

Qiu Lanxin had been fighting with him all the way, and Lin Ye was deeply moved by his act of standing up and willing to sacrifice his own life for them to leave. At least it could prove that this Qiu Lanxin was not a bad person.

But before, he heard Zhai Lu mention that when Zhan Yun betrayed the Buhu Sect, it could lead to the tragic death of many disciples of the Buhu Sect, and also caused the realm of an elder of the Buhu Sect to plummet. Buhu, who could have fought against the Forgetting Sword Sect in a separate court,

The sect even showed faint signs of decline after that battle.

Qiu Lanxin turned to look at Zhan Yun, and saw that he was standing on the same spot, spreading his hands, letting the red lines penetrate his body, and finally bit his lip: "I'm sure, Fellow Daoist Lin, as long as you can save him, in the future,

I will definitely do my best to repay your kindness!"
Chapter completed!