When Li Yansheng turned around, he found that the puppet was almost empty. Ling Bufei, covered in blood and with cold eyes, walked towards this side step by step.
"You..." Li Yansheng's figure flashed and stopped in front of him.
Ling Bufei raised his sword, his whole body exuding deep murderous intent: "Get out of the way!"
How could Li Yansheng let it go? He spent so much time and effort just for today.
"Unless you step over me!"
"Then step over!" The words fell softly, and the sword light was already overwhelming.
Li Yansheng clasped his palms together, and his spiritual light burst out, and then golden needles flew out and fell like rain.
Ling Bufei jumped up and shuttled through the rain of golden needles.
Li Yansheng is a medical practitioner, and his skills are mainly focused on saving people. But his Golden Needle Rain is a special skill that can both save and hurt people.
They are like fish chasing their targets. Once caught up and pierced into the body, they will swim along the meridians to the organs and deliver a heavy blow.
At first, Ling Bufei ignored one thing and lost the other. Since his memory had not fully returned, his sword moves were all based on instinct and could not be airtight. Later, he became determined and simply stopped doing it if he couldn't do it. He just rushed forward with all his heart.
It will take time for the golden needle to travel to the organs. As long as he doesn't care, Li Yansheng will be unable to do anything to him.
Li Yansheng saw his determination, raised his palm to activate the golden needle, and his body suddenly felt pain.
"The stronger your movement, the faster my golden needle will be. Master Ling, I am a medical practitioner. I know where it hurts most. Do you want to taste the pain of thousands of arrows piercing the heart?"
Ling Bufei answered him with action. He continued to rush forward, the puppet blocked him, and he slashed away with his sword. The golden needle flew towards him, and the sword light danced in unison.
In the soul-changing array, the small ball of light belonging to Medicine King slowly disappeared.
"Stop!" Several places where the golden needles had entered the skin began to burn. Li Yansheng was right. He knew where the pain was the most. Ling Bufei's veins bulged in pain, but what was more uncomfortable than the physical pain was seeing Bai Mengjin's consciousness.
The sea was invaded.
"Master!" Li Yansheng was overjoyed. It had been more than a hundred years since he finally saw hope. How could he allow others to destroy it? He raised his hand and waved his magic power to create more golden needles and pounced on Ling Bufei.
"Master Ling, it's too late. Fairy Bai's sea of consciousness has been broken, and it will be a matter of time before she is taken over by my master. If you stop now, you may still be able to save a life!"
Ling Bufei sneered: "If she hadn't been here, do you think your master would have survived? I would not only cut you into pieces, but I would also let your master die without a burial place!"
Li Yansheng had long ago disregarded his own life and death, and even today he was determined to die. But his master was his weakness, and he would never allow him to be harmed, let alone after his resurrection.
"Don't even think about it!" He raised his hand and shook it, and more golden needles flew out.
The physical golden needles have long been used up. These golden needles were transformed by his skill. Every time a golden needle is transformed, his cultivation level is reduced by one point.
Under normal circumstances, you can still practice in seclusion and come back after using up. But today's posture is obviously that it will not stop until the cultivation is exhausted.
Yao Wang's soul light group entered another point, and now half of it was in Bai Mengjin's body.
Ling Bufei's skin bulged, and they were golden needles that were rushing through his body, causing him extreme pain.
"Ah——" He roared in pain, the killing sword in his hand swept across, and the air surged out.
The remaining puppets rushed over and were picked off one by one by him with his sword.
It's close, he will be in front of her soon.
Li Yansheng raised his hand and sprinkled some unknown medicinal powder, and a fragrance like orchid and musk deer spread out.
Ling Bufei felt that his mind had stopped for a moment and the surroundings became quiet.
Everything seemed to have stopped, even time had disappeared. The sword in his hand was extremely heavy, but Bai Mengjin was moving away quickly.
No, no, this is an illusion, the medicine given by Li Yansheng.
Ling Bufei felt his temples throbbing, as if something was about to burst out of his body. The golden needles in his body mixed with this breath, stimulating his nerves.
What should I do? I can’t lift the sword...
Many thoughts passed through my mind, and some vague memories gradually became clear.
By the way, he is not afraid of poison at all. His meridians have been corroded by demonic energy for many years, so what happens to the poison no matter how powerful it is? He has a demon-suppressing cauldron, and the spiritual energy in his body is the nemesis of poison. He used to be unable to perform martial arts, but now he can!
"Ah——" The spiritual energy broke through the obstacle, and his hand was finally able to move.
Ling Bufei continued to move forward. Loss of vision? It doesn't matter, just don't look. Five senses are distorted? This is not important.
Li Yansheng didn't expect that he could still fight under such circumstances, and he couldn't help but be surprised.
Ling Bufei couldn't see it himself, but in fact he was already bleeding from his mouth and nose, and even his eyes were covered with blood. In addition, the golden needles traveling inside his body pushed out small bumps on his skin, and his expression tightened under the stimulation of pain. Where could there be more
What does he look like in normal life? It would be no exaggeration to say that he is a devil crawling out of hell!
Some more of Medicine King's soul light group went in, leaving only a small half outside.
"Get away!" Ling Bufei shouted sternly, and rushed forward with his sword.
He saw it, and of course Li Yansheng also saw it.
A century-old plan was born in one fell swoop, and his determination to protect it was no less than that of Ling Bufei. Seeing that neither the puppet nor the golden needle could stop him, Li Yansheng also rushed forward.
"Don't even think about it!"
He raised his palm and turned into a spiritual light, and actually fought with Ling Bufei. In terms of physical strength, he was naturally not as good as Ling Bufei, but Ling Bufei was restrained by the golden needle and poisoned, so he could use 100% of his strength to achieve a good result.
At this point, the two of them no longer care about any spells or moves. They must risk their lives to fight for a little bit of time for the people they protect.
Ling Bufei swung his sword to strike, but Li Yansheng raised his palm to block it.
"Master Ling, since you have lost your memory, why bother to force it? Now that your Juemei has healed, you have cultivation and status, and you will lead the Immortal Sect with great glory in the future. But if you continue, your spiritual body will be injured by the golden needle, and your five senses will be damaged.
If it is destroyed by poison, I'm afraid it will be knocked back to its original shape, no different from before! Do you still want to go back to the days when you can't practice?"
Faced with Li Yansheng's words to seduce him, Ling Bufei did not act lightly at all, and even became more desperate: "You are the one who forced it! The King of Medicine is dead, and you should have followed the order to purify it, instead of delaying it for a hundred years and forcing the entire Medicine King Valley to
Buried with her! How many people have you killed over the years? Do you think she can live with peace of mind after King Yao comes back to life? You unfilial person!"
These words shook Li Yansheng's mind. Taking advantage of this moment of shaking, the sword in Ling Bufei's hand suddenly slashed down, knocking him back, and then flew toward the formation.
One step, two steps -
finally reached.
He grabbed Bai Mengjin's hand, and at the same time he saw the light of Medicine King's soul completely submerged into her sea of consciousness.