"Escape?"

Lin Ping frowned, his eyes and perception were scanning around.

He didn't show any mercy just now and was determined to kill.

Originally, I felt that Yuan Ke, who was influenced by the magic sound, should not have any power to resist and would definitely die.

"It's totally gone..."

Although Lin Ping was very unwilling to accept that he wanted to get rid of Yuan Ke, a disciple of the World Sword Sect, he searched for a while but found no trace of Yuan Ke. He couldn't even chase him, so he had to give up.

"It's really unlucky to let him escape."

Lin Ping thought with displeasure.

However, even though Yuan Ke escaped by chance and saved his life, Lin Ping's last sword was not so easy to block.

Even if he didn't know what secret technique he had used to block this sword, he would have to pay a great price.

The moment the blood sword spurted out from his mouth, Lin Ping obviously felt that Yuan Ke's aura was instantly sluggish, dying, and even his realm fell from the foundation building realm.

So after he escaped, he couldn't do anything for a long time.

Maybe it will be difficult to make any moves when you leave the Cave Heaven and Blessings.

"I actually let this guy escape?"

Lin Yiran was also very angry and searched everywhere, but in the end he didn't find it, so he could only give up angrily.

"But, Yuan Ke escaped, you can't..."

Lin Yiran's eyes turned and pointed at the arrogant and sly hairy at the beginning.

This guy can no longer remain arrogant and can't even maintain his calmness.

Obviously, his eyes were filled with panic and anxiety, his eyes were constantly turning, and a layer of sweat could be seen on his forehead. I guess he was thinking about what he should do next.

Today's things were full of twists and turns, completely beyond his expectations.

First of all, as a genius disciple who is also ranked high in the world's sword sect, he has a certain reputation among the younger generation of disciples in Yunzhou. Unexpectedly, he fell into the hands of an unknown female disciple of the little Fenglei Sword Sect. His sword was cut off and he was seriously injured.

Next, Yuan Ke, who was the same family as him, completely ignored the friendship between his classmates and wanted to eat alone, and even blackmail him!

However, Diao Mao had already accepted his fate and was about to accept Yuan Ke's blackmail. He secretly vowed to wait until he was well recovered and to break through to the foundation-building realm, he would avenge his today's revenge.

But what he never dreamed of was...

Yuan Ke, who had already built a foundation, was defeated and almost killed!

If it weren't for the huge cost in the end and the secret technique was used to escape, Yuan Ke would have died at this time!

"What should I do...What should I do..."

The sly-haired eyes were spinning wildly, and the head was spinning wildly, looking for opportunities and ways to survive.

As Lin Yiran said, Yuan Ke can use the secret technique to escape, but he is already seriously injured but cannot escape!

"What do you...you want to do?"

Diao Mao tried hard to maintain the expression on his face, not wanting to be too timid, but his tone couldn't help but stutter.

"What do you want to do? What do you think?"

Lin Yiran had a stern face and a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth. Although her baby face was not too lethal, it would not make people feel too scared.

But when she lifted the flaming sword in her hand and was ready to draw the sword at any time, she was still a bit intimidating.

"Didn't you want my spiritual sword just now? You also want to rob our spiritual spring. Now, I'll give it to you all, do you want it?" Lin Yiran asked coldly.

"If you want to kill, kill... don't say much nonsense! If you say a word of begging for mercy, I will not be a disciple of the Tianxia Sword Sect! The Tianxia Sword Sect is not afraid of death!"

Diao Mao said gritting his teeth, enduring his inner fear of death and not saying anything begging for mercy.

Although he is actually very afraid of death and wants to survive.

But he did not completely let go of his dignity and beg for mercy like a dog.

certainly.

The most important reason is that the masochist thought about it and tried every possible thing, but could not find any chance or possibility to survive.

Since you are dead, why not die hard?

After saying that, the mao Mao closed his eyes and prepared to "go to die generously."

But unexpectedly, Lin Yiran's spiritual sword did not slash out, and death did not come as expected.

"Very good. I wanted to spare your life. Since you are so strongly begging for death, I'm embarrassed to be unsatisfied." Lin Yiran snorted coldly, and the flaming sword in his hand suddenly burst out with a hot sword light.

"Wait!!!"

He closed his eyes, made a determined gesture, and was about to die generously. He immediately opened his eyes when he heard this, shouted, looked at Lin Yiran in disbelief, and asked, "You... are you going to let me go?"

Lin Yiran sneered and said, "That was just now. Seeing you so tough, I changed my mind and prepared to ask you for kindness and gain kindness."

When he said yes, Lin Yiran's sword light almost reached the sly hairy neck!

"No!"

Diao Mao shouted in horror, not only his forehead was sweating, but his body was trembling.

When a person is ready to die and die without life, he is actually much more decisive and is not so scared. But once he has the hope of living, it becomes very complicated.

"I don't have that strong backbone! I don't want to die! I don't want to die at all! Please show mercy to Miss Lin!" said the sly Mao anxiously.

"Aren't you a disciple of the Tianxia Sword Sect? Don't you think you are extraordinary and superior to us? You are even afraid of death?" Lin Yiran ridiculed, and the flame sword in his hand did not move away.

If anyone dared to insult himself like this and insult the World Sword Sect like this, Diao Mao would definitely draw his sword to face him without hesitation.

At this moment, although he was angry and depressed, he did not dare to show any trace, and even forced a flattering smile to Lin Yiran.

No dignity or honor of sect is worth mentioning before your life years and can be abandoned.

"So he is really a greedy guy who is afraid of death." Lin Yiran curled his lips and said, "Apologize first! Apologize for your insult to the Fenglei Sword Sect and the Bashan Sword Sect just now!"

When Diao Mao heard this, because of his anger and aggrievance, the muscles on his face were thrusting, but he still restrained himself. After pausing for a moment, he lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry. I don't know Mount Tai and am too arrogant. I offended you just now. Please forgive me! Fenglei Sword Sect and Bashan Sword Sect, as the two most powerful sword sects in Jiujiang Prefecture, have a profound foundation and unfathomable sword skills. They are far from being an unknown soldier who can judge the level of level! I am in the well and I don't know what it means!"

When saying these words, Diao Mao was filled with grief and anger, and he could no longer smile, so he lowered his head and refused to look at the few people.

Of course, Lin Yiran knew that Diao Mao’s words were insincere, but he didn’t take them seriously. He just continued: “You just wanted to snatch us and discover the spiritual spring first, and you also wanted to snatch my spiritual sword. It’s impolite to come but not to go. Now, I want your storage bag, isn’t it reasonable?”

Diao Mao was stunned for a moment, but he did not say anything refuted, nor did he hesitate or bargain, and quickly took out the storage bag and handed it to Lin Yiran.

Since he can steal other people's treasures, others can naturally steal his treasures.

This is what the world of cultivation is.

Compared to apologizing and being humiliated, in the view of the proud Diao Mao, being seized from the storage bag is not very unacceptable.

"Very good, not bad." Lin Yiran took the storage bag and weighed it. At the same time, his spiritual sense sensed the many treasures inside. Finally a smile appeared on his face, he put away the Flame Sword, and said lightly: "Okay, you can leave!"

Diao Mao finally raised his head and looked at Lin Yiran, Lin Ping, and Mu Chunfeng with a deep look. Without saying anything nonsense, he immediately turned around and left.

Lin Ping did not interfere in this matter, but only waited for Diao Mao to leave before asking: "Senior Sister, are you so kind and ruthless? This man just now also had the intention of killing you, but now you actually let him go."

Lin Yiran happily poured out all the treasures in the storage bag, and said, "Young brother, what do you know? This tricky hair can't be killed!"

There are many treasures in the scammer storage bag.

After all, as a disciple of the Tianxia Sword Sect, he is not weak in strength and has passed the test immediately. In the past month, he has searched for many spiritual treasures and spiritual fruits.

"Why can't you kill?" Lin Ping walked over and took the initiative to start selecting treasures.

"It's very simple, because we failed to keep Yuan Ke today and let him escape. If Diao Mao was killed, Yuan Ke would talk nonsense with the elders of the Tianxian Sword Sect after leaving the Blessed Land of Cave Heaven, saying that we would join forces to kill the disciples of the Tianxia Sword Sect, and would be in trouble at that time. Anyway, killing Diao Mao or not will do anything to us. Letting him apologize and keeping all the treasures on his body is enough to relieve his anger..." Lin Yiran analyzed.

"Sister Sister, I didn't expect you to be so smart. It really makes me admire you!" Lin Ping flattered!

"Hey, the spoils of scams are not unique to you alone. Don't rob it alone!" Lin Yiran stopped Lin Ping from choosing treasures, and then said arrogantly: "Your senior sister, I am smart, and I have much more experience in the world than you! Why, do you think senior sister, I am a woman with big breasts and no brains?"

Lin Ping laughed in silence: "Look at what you said, I don't think that you have big breasts and no brains, and you don't think that you have big breasts and no brains!"

If you have big breasts without brains, you must have breasts first.

This young lady not only has a loli’s face, but also has a loli’s figure. Her big breasts have nothing to do with her.

It’s no matter how hard it is that my stinky sister is gentle and gentle to describe it with this word!

Lin Yiran obviously did not understand the deep meaning of the words, and thought Lin Ping was praising her, and said proudly: "You have vision. We will share these tricky treasures equally with the three of us. Junior brother, do you have no objection, right?"

"I have an objection!" Lin Ping said without hesitation: "You two can just divide the two of you, senior sister, why do you need three of you to divide the two equally?"

Lin Yiran glared and said, "Don't Chunfeng want it? If Chunfeng hadn't helped the last time just now, it would be unknown whether our senior brother and sister could survive! Junior brother, we cannot be ungrateful!"

Lin Ping said lightly: "If we are disciples of our righteous alliance, of course we cannot be ungrateful. But senior sister, do you know the true identity of this woman? She is not a disciple of the Bashan Sword Sect, but a witch of the Jiuyou Sect!"

Lin Ping did not forget that Mu Chunfeng ruined his good deeds outside Jiangling City, and almost made him unable to get out of Taiwan.

And most importantly, Lin Ping felt that this demon witch had no kindness and had other purposes, so he had to be careful!

Lin Yiran said in surprise: "Hey... my junior brother actually knows that Chunfeng is still a disciple of Jiuyou Sect! But junior brother, don't be too prejudiced. Jiuyou Sect has long been the one we want to unite. Even Jiuyou Sect has reached a cooperation with the Bashan Sword Sect. Otherwise, why could Chunfeng occupy a precious place in the Bashan Sword Sect and enter the blessed land of the cave heaven?"

Lin Ping was stunned.

Unexpectedly, the junior sister already knew Mu Chunfeng’s identity and didn’t mind the identity of the demon witch!
To be continued...