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Chapter 1777 blood beads

Although Yanhui did nothing on the surface, what Fang Lin said was true.

At this time, he was already condescending. If Fang Lin wanted to escape, Yanhui would naturally not let them go.

The two half-disabled people were at the end of their lives. No matter how fancy their plots were, Yanhui didn't take them seriously at all.

"Crazy, keep going crazy! You won't be crazy for long anyway.

Our intelligence should be correct, you were the one who killed Lingxu's awesome nose, right?"

In the face of absolute strength, any rhetoric is childish nonsense.

So Yanhui didn't care about Fang Lin's ridicule at all, and said with a slightly serious look on his face.

"Maybe he committed suicide because his conscience condemned him for the wrong things he had done! I have no interest in killing an old man."

Fang Lin said casually.

"I don't care how he died, as long as it was related to you.

Okay, stop talking nonsense, you don't have much time anymore, if you have any last words to tell anyone, just say them.

My Buddha urges you to be sad, and the poor monk will help you bring them one by one."

As a colleague and friend who has worked together for hundreds of years, the reason why Master Yanhui came out this time was not only for the God-killing Society, but also to avenge his old friend.

Moreover, he had already found out the truth of the matter. Zhuge Qing was going to die tragically today anyway, so it was useless no matter what he said. He was just asking casually.

"If you are really going to die, you must have last words.

But I don't think you have a chance to help me send it out, so it's better not to say anything.

Besides, aren't you worried that my last words will last ten days and a half, or even longer?"

A puff of green smoke slowly rose from his mouth, Fang Lin said calmly.

"Okay, then I'll let you experience what it's like to die."

Seeing that there was no benefit to be gained from his words, Master Yanhui stopped talking nonsense. After a cold taunt, he immediately made a hand seal and spit out a blood-colored spirit bead from his mouth and reached the top of his head in the blink of an eye.

Except for the different color, the appearance of this spirit bead is almost exactly the same as what the Japanese saw next to Su Xiaomeng.

Although all those spiritual beads had been destroyed in the Japanese country, Fang Lin later obtained the same spiritual beads during his trip to Duteng Cliff.

But until now, Fang Lin didn't know the use of these beads.

And even though they look similar, Fang Lin is still not sure whether there is any connection between the two?

After all, there are two people who look exactly the same in the world, let alone things?

"What...what's going on?"

"Strange, why does it feel like the whole sky suddenly turned red?"

"Is it Huo Shaoyun?"

"I've seen Huo Shaoyun, but he doesn't look like this!"

"Isn't there some monster causing trouble?

Is the end of the world coming?"

"Uh...what should I do?"

Under the influence of Master Yanhui's magic, the beads instantly turned redder and brighter. The dazzling light quickly dyed half of the sky red, and most of the city was also shrouded in red.

This strange appearance immediately attracted the attention of many people who moved to the city, and soon they gathered in groups everywhere, but not many people understood what was going on?

In the No. 74 courtyard, the woman and the fat man did not take action, but looked up to the sky.

However, the woman never looked away, while the fat man just glanced at her casually.

"Girl, give up! Master Yanhui has nearly four hundred years of cultivation and is one of the top three masters of our God-Slaying Society. Not only is that kid impossible to rival, but you also have no way to escape."

Because for him, there was nothing to see at all. This was simply a battle without any suspense, so he immediately smiled contemptuously and mocked.

The woman paid no attention to him, but her heart was already in her throat.

Although he hasn't seen any damage yet, he and Yan Hui just fought, and he didn't use this move.

The coverage was so wide that she had to worry about Fang Lin.

With her 50% cultivation base, she was more than enough to deal with the fat man in front of her.

And according to the rules of the clan, once encountering insurmountable danger, self-preservation comes first.

She could also take advantage of Fang Lin and Yan Hui's opportunity to kill the fat man and escape, but she did not do that at the moment. On the contrary, she was more worried about Fang Lin's safety.

Just by killing this fat man, she would definitely suffer some losses. It would be impossible for her to escape Yanhui's pursuit.

So her idea at this time is very simple. If Fang Lin loses, she doesn't want to leave. Then she will drag the fat man on his back.

But so, she was so confused that she just wanted to know the outcome in heaven.

It's just that she was no match for Yanhui in her heyday, and if she went to help now, it would just cause trouble for Fang Lin, so she had to wait anxiously, praying for Fang Lin secretly in her heart.

As the red beads shone brightly, Fang Lin suddenly felt confused and the pressure increased sharply.

Immediately he understood what was going on, and quickly took out the last five silver needles and inserted them all into the acupuncture points on his head.

"break."

Instantly, his eyes lit up, and Fang Lin knew that this red light had the ability to destroy people's will.

Silver needle pricking on acupoints can only have a short-term effect.

So Fang Lin made a quick decision and shot out a sky-breaking sword talisman.

As he roared, the jade talisman instantly dissipated, and the huge sky-breaking sword rose into the sky.

But what surprised Fang Lin was that just when he urged the Sky-Breaking Sword to strike down at Master Yanhui, the Sky-Breaking Sword suddenly hung in mid-air and could not move at all.

Looking forward, I saw a little red light flashing on the Sky-Breaking Sword, as if countless villains were lifting the giant sword.

"You, Zhuge Qing, are indeed Fang Lin, haha... Although it's a bit unexpected, it makes Pindao much easier.

Boy, you are no match for this poor monk. Surrender! The president has ordered that Zhuge Qing be killed without mercy, but he can be lenient with you Fang Lin.

As long as you follow me back to see the president, I might be able to spare your life."

The purpose of coming out of the mountain this time was to kill Zhuge Qing and Fang Lin, but a sky-breaking sword instantly made Yanhui understand the trick, and he suddenly laughed with excitement.

"Don't worry, I will personally take the life of your president soon.

But before that, you'd better think carefully about how to deal with the King of Hell.

Although I may not let you have this opportunity, I am still quite kind sometimes."

Fang Lin's face sank slightly and he said.

Although he said he was not forgiving, the actual situation on Fang Lin's side was not optimistic.

Suddenly, Fang Lin felt as if he was tied up by something. When he lowered his head and looked towards his body, he realized that countless light spots had fallen on him.

Just like the Sky-Breaking Sword, most of it was unable to move at all for a while.


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