As early as when he detected the strength of the man in black, Lin Yiran had already known that after consuming so much aura, it would be impossible to beat He Zijin and the man in black, and he might only be able to escape, so he had already secretly walked to the side of the trolley while the man in black was talking to He Zijin. Look at 1 gross 2 lines 3 Chinese net

The only thing he could rely on now was the big man lying in the trolley, tied up, and unnoticed by others.

Lin Yiran believed that as long as the stakes were clearly explained to the big man, the other party would at least temporarily cooperate with him and defeat the few people in the Flying Feather Pavilion. So he planned to help the big man detoxify the big man first, even if the other party might turn around and attack him, there was no way.

The situation was urgent, and the only way he could think of it was this.

"Big man, drink this, and you will be able to get rid of the poison on your body. If you don't knock these people down today, you and I will all die here. Lin Yiran said softly, and then secretly poured the blood in the bottle into the mouth of the big man.

Lin Yiran didn't dare to make it too obvious, so he also groped to find the mouth of the big man, and poured the blood directly into it after speaking. He thought, no matter how much this big man hates himself, he won't even be willing to solve the poison, so he didn't see if the other party drank it.

"Do you think that a small move can save you?" Although the man in black didn't know what Lin Yiran was doing, he also noticed the other party's small movements, no matter what the other party wanted to do, he couldn't let the other party succeed. Therefore, the man in black directly controlled the flying sword and stabbed at Lin Yiran, and at the same time said to He Zijin: "Senior Brother He, let's catch Lin Yiran together, and you will have a share of the credit at that time." ”

"Big man, think about it, after escaping, when we are all dead, you will be killed by yourself, or will you deal with the common enemy with us now, and then settle your grievances with me?!" Lin Yiran said a word to the big man while dodging the incoming flying sword, and then left the area around the cart. See. Wool, Chinese net

In fact, he was still very afraid that the big man would do something to him, if it wasn't for the critical moment now, he wouldn't have helped the other party detoxify.

Although Lin Yiran's aura had been consumed at this time, it was impossible for him to be defeated in a short period of time because his aura was exhausted.

After the man in black and Lin Yiran fought for a few rounds, he saw He Zijin still standing still, and said to He Zijin in a deep voice: "Senior Brother He, why are you stunned, why don't you do it quickly?!"

He Zijin listened, hesitated for a moment, and finally raised his sword to Lin Yiran.

Lin Yiran secretly said that it was not good, glanced at the side of the trolley, and found that the big man was still lying in the car, so he had to smile bitterly and shook his head, but he didn't expect that this big man was still playing with his temper at this time.

Fortunately, He Zijin had some concerns and did not use all his strength, so that Delin Yiran was not so embarrassed in the next confrontation.

However, the man in black also saw that He Zijin was not doing his best, so he scolded loudly: "Senior Brother He, what are you doing?! Hurry up and do your best to capture all of them back to the sacrificial array, and you can't let any of them escape!"

Hearing the scolding of the man in black, He Zijin gritted his teeth, relentlessly, and controlled the sword in his hand to fly towards Lin Yiran.

Lin Yiran had just dodged the flying sword of the man in black, and He Zijin's flying sword followed, he didn't expect He Zijin to really make a move, so he didn't take precautions. Seeing that He Zijin's flying sword was about to pierce his chest, a flying sword that he didn't know where it came from suddenly appeared, resolving the crisis for him.

"Who?!" The man in black was shocked, since the person who came could block his flying sword, then the strength of the other party was definitely not below him. According to the previous situation, their side was a sure winner, but if the other side had another master in the middle of the suspension realm to help, then the situation would be reversed again.

Lin Yiran unconsciously looked over to the trolley and found that the big man sat up slowly—it turned out that the other party had been secretly observing the situation on the battlefield in the trolley.

Lin Yiran was secretly glad that when he left the Dingding Array, he brought out the weapons of the big man together, otherwise he would have been pierced through a hole in his chest now.

The big man already knew that Lin Yiran was the target of his fault in Wuzhi Town, so he glanced at Lin Yiran and said coldly: "I'll settle the account with you later." "If it weren't for the fact that the man in black said that he would take them to the sacrificial circle, the big man would have been happy to see them lose both.

Although he was angry with Lin, after careful consideration, he still felt that it was the best strategy to help Lin Yi.

After listening to Lin Yiran's conversation along the way, the big man knew that Lin Yiran was just trying to draw out the behind-the-scenes instructions, and the hatred between the two did not reach the level of fighting to the death.

And those people in the Flying Feather Pavilion were different, if those people had won, he would have been able to escape today.

"Escape today's catastrophe, I will accompany you whatever you want. Lin Yiran recalled the Demon Slayer Sword, cast a shapeshift, and rushed towards He Zijin, and said at the same time: "Big man, the man in black is handed over to you!"

The big man ignored Lin Yiran, snorted coldly, and controlled the flying sword to fly towards the man in black.

Without the containment of the man in black, He Zijin could only barely avoid an attack by Lin Yiran.

But Lin Yiran missed one palm, and the other slapped again.

He Zijin once again tried his best to dodge another attack from Lin Yiran, but his speed was still a little slower after all, and he was slapped on his right shoulder by Lin Yiran.

With a "poof", He Zijin fell heavily to the ground, covering his right shoulder with his left hand, clenching his teeth, and looking pained.

Lin Yiran shook his head helplessly, and the other disciple had already fallen to the ground and couldn't move.

Just when he wanted to rush over to help Zhang Da, the man in black said loudly to He Zijin who was lying on the ground: "Senior Brother He, stand up quickly, we people from Feiyu Pavilion would rather die in battle than admit defeat!"

Lin Yiran listened, stopped, looked at He Zijin, and found that the other party was struggling to get up, and couldn't help frowning.

"Why are you so stubborn!" Lin Yiran could only reluctantly rush towards He Zijin again and slapped his palm on the other party's chest.

After a "snap", He Zijin fell down in response and could no longer move.

But in fact, Lin Yiran had already grasped the strength, so He Zijin just passed out temporarily.

He didn't want to seriously hurt He Zijin, but the other party was so stubborn, so he couldn't help it.

The Flying Feather Pavilion, which had lost a mid-stage master of the Hanging Realm, was soon in a weak position.