Chapter 245 Internal Strife
In front of him, the road that was supposed to be a way to escape had now become an abyss of despair.
The evil thief did not appear, but the invisible pressure was like a mountain pressing on Xu Baichuan's heart, making him breathless.
He fell to the ground with his hands, and his forehead slammed heavily on the cold ground, making a "bang bang" sound, begging for mercy:
"Mercy! Lord Ningxuan, please spare my life! I, Xu Baichuan, am willing to be a slave, and I only ask you to spare my life!"
His voice was trembling and full of humility, and he was completely different from the arrogant and arrogant disciple of the Xu family.
Fear had completely destroyed his dignity.
"I... I can be a dog and a traitor for Ningxuan Sect! As long as you let me go, I can do anything!"
He seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw, desperately trying to climb up, desperately trying to find his own value.
He even used his Taoist partner, Lin Miaoyu, the beautiful daughter of Sishe Island, as a bargaining chip for peace:
"Sir, my Taoist partner Lin Miaoyu, didn't you look into each other's eyes in the banquet hall? She...she can also be given to you! I only ask you to spare my life!"
However, his words did not get any response.
Instead, a cold voice sounded in his ears: "I am blind on Sishe Island to fancy a idiot like you!"
It was Lin Miaoyu. She had been standing not far away without knowing when, and her eyes were full of murderous intent.
She looked at Xu Baichuan who was kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy humbly, and her heart was full of contempt and disgust.
"Xu Baichuan, you have humiliated the reputation of the Xu family and my innocence! You might as well die!" Lin Miaoyu said coldly.
Seeing that the thief had not appeared for a long time, Xu Baichuan was even more stimulated by Lin Miaoyu's words and his eyes were red.
He gnashed his teeth, his heart filled with hatred and anger towards Lin Miaoyu: "It's all your fault, you bitch, you unlucky star!
If you hadn't brought this thief here, how could my Xu family be in this situation? Bitch, before you die, why don't you make me happy!"
Then Xu Baichuan rushed over directly, his figure was like a mountain collapse, bringing a fierce wind, and rushed straight to Lin Miaoyu.
He made claws with his hands, and his fingertips flashed with a faint cold light. It was the Tianchan silk of "Tianchan Gong". It was as fierce as a hungry wolf pouncing on its food, and his eyes burned with strong brutality and lust.
Lin Miaoyu was shocked but not confused. She immediately activated her body movement secret technique, and she flashed lightly, like a swallow skimming the waves, cleverly avoiding Xu Baichuan's fierce attack.
She frowned slightly, and the long sword in her sleeves came out of the sheath with a clang. Under the infusion of magic power, the sword light was like a piece of silk, and the cold air was pressing.
Xu Baichuan missed the attack and roared, shaking the leaves around him.
He moved again, as fast as a ghost, and instantly closed the distance with Lin Miaoyu.
His advantage in cultivation gave him more confidence. The Heavenly Cicada Silk was extremely sharp and sticky, and it was difficult to escape once entangled.
Therefore, he intended to overwhelm others with force and make a quick decision.
Lin Miaoyu shuttled lightly, urging the top-grade magic sword to lightly touch the Heavenly Cicada Silk, attacking or defending, with ease.
She knew that a head-on confrontation was not the best strategy, so she used her understanding of sword tactics to overcome the hard with the soft, and used four ounces to move a thousand pounds.
However, Xu Baichuan had a deep cultivation after all, and had reached the peak of the ninth level of Qi Refining, while she was just entering the ninth level of Qi Refining.
As time went on, Lin Miaoyu gradually felt the dual pressure of spiritual consciousness and magic power, and her breathing became rapid.
But the unyielding in her heart was like a plum blossom in the snow, becoming more and more tenacious.
I saw her sword moves suddenly change, a sword trick "Three Plum Blossoms", the sword light was like a plum blossom blooming, gorgeous and deadly, blocking Xu Baichuan's ten fingers to kill.
But Lin Miaoyu's top-grade magic sword was also cut by the cicada silk, and the spiritual light was greatly reduced, obviously damaged.
Seeing this, Xu Baichuan had a cruel and grim smile on his face, as if good things were about to happen.
Suddenly, the formation of the white bone demon soldiers, which was originally as turbulent as a tide, changed.
"Fourth uncle is dead! Fourth uncle is dead!" A shrill wail cut through the sky, and the voice was filled with fear.
On Xu Baichuan's face, the hideous smile had not completely faded, and turned into a trace of fear that was difficult to conceal.
However, the white bone demon soldiers did not hesitate at all, and continued to approach the monks step by step.
They had no emotions, stepped on the corpses of their companions, and only knew to follow the orders of their masters.
Seeing this, Xu Baichuan was unwilling in his heart, but he had to make a choice.
He knew that if he continued to pester Lin Miaoyu, he would die without a burial place.
"Damn demon soldier!"
So, he gritted his teeth and retracted the Tianchan silk that was about to stab Lin Miaoyu, and turned to resist the invasion of demons like a tide with the monks around him.
The situation was extremely critical.
However, at this critical moment, Lin Miaoyu made an unexpected move.
Instead of turning around to resist the wolf-like demon soldier, she held the top-grade magic sword that was still extremely sharp despite the reduced spiritual light, and continued to approach Xu Baichuan.
"Crazy woman! Are you crazy?"
Xu Baichuan's eyes were bloodshot and his roar was deafening, "Stop this demon soldier quickly! Don't you want to live?"
While urging the top-grade magic weapon pagoda to resist the demon soldier's bone knife, he stared at Lin Miaoyu with murderous eyes.
Lin Miaoyu's face was as cold as ice. She seemed not to have heard Xu Baichuan's roar. She just activated her magic shield to block the white-bone demon soldiers who tried to take advantage of the opportunity to attack.
At the same time, the magic sword in her hand was like a dragon swimming out of the sea, with a sharp sword intent, going straight to Xu Baichuan's vital point.
"Crazy woman, crazy woman! Did I dig up your ancestral grave? Or should I kill your biological father?" Xu Baichuan roared again. He was completely angered by Lin Miaoyu's actions.
"If you don't die here today, I, Xu Baichuan, will never be a human being!"
However, Lin Miaoyu seemed unaware of the dangers around her and just wanted to kill Xu Baichuan.
The original three hundred demon soldiers were all very powerful, and formed a tight battle formation. Together with the resentful ghosts, they were as powerful as a tiger descending from the mountain, enough to destroy hundreds of monks in the Qi refining stage.
Even if the demon soldiers and resentful ghosts encounter one or two monks in the early stages of foundation building, they are not afraid at all.
Therefore, on the battlefield, the situation presented a one-sided and tragic scene.
The monks were like candles fluttering in the wind, which could be extinguished at any time under the rampage of the giant bone beasts and demonic soldiers.
To make matters worse, at this critical moment, Lin Miaoyu and Xu Baichuan were supposed to be fighting side by side to fight against the demonic soldiers.
However, internal strife arose due to personal grudges, consuming each other's meager combat power.
Such civil unrest is like adding insult to injury, making the already precarious situation even more difficult to support as if a building is about to collapse.
Xu Baichuan felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and the pressure was as heavy as a mountain on his heart.
The top-quality pagoda instrument above his head was spinning constantly, emitting a bright spiritual light, trying to find a glimmer of life in the ink-like Mo Luo Qi.