Lin Yiran glanced at the battlefield and found that Yi Yongyuan and Chu Qingyun already had a slight advantage, and it was already a matter of time before they won. See. Wool, Chinese net

After that, his gaze first fell on Zhang Da's body, and then focused his gaze on the big man and the man in black.

At this time, Zhang Da had already retreated in defeat and retreat, and he would be killed by the enemy at any time, while the big man in shape was inseparable from the man in black.

After thinking about it for a while, Lin Yiran quickly came to the side of the man in white who was fighting with Zhang Da, exchanged hands with the man in white, and said to Zhang Da: "You can rest for a while." ”

He needed to bring Zhang Da back as a witness, so he couldn't let the man in white kill him.

Zhang Da was already at the end of his crossbow at this time, and his body was full of scars. Hearing Lin Yiran's words, he took two steps back, gasped for breath, and rested against a tree.

"Surrender or die?" Lin Yiran said coldly to the man in white.

"The people of the Flying Feather Pavilion would rather die in battle than surrender!" the man in white roared angrily and rushed towards Lin Yiran with his sword.

"Are the people of Feiyu Pavilion so stubborn?" Lin Yiran said so, admiring the man in white in front of him.

Knowing that you don't do it, it can be said that you can't do it, or you can say that you will never give up.

The corners of Lin Yiran's mouth curved a slight arc, and he held the Demon Slayer Sword tightly in his hand and exchanged hands with the other party. He tucked his left hand behind his back and leisurely dodged the attacks of the man in white, but rarely attacked.

Lin Yiran's behavior made Zhang Da, who was next to him, puzzled - Lin Yiran could easily win, but for some reason, he had to drag on time like playing with the enemy. Look at 'Mao's line, Chinese, and net

"Lin Yiran, if you want to kill, you will kill, why do you humiliate me so much?!" After more than ten rounds, the man in white who fought with Lin Yiran suddenly said angrily. He thinks that Lin Yiran's current behavior is to humiliate himself.

"Or, do you kill yourself?" Lin Yiran said, sneaking a glance at the big man and finding that the other party had been slightly suppressed by the man in black, but he would not be defeated for the time being.

His purpose was actually to consume the aura of the big man, and if he defeated the man in white now, he would be embarrassed not to help the big man.

Before the aura of the big man was almost consumed, Lin Yiran was reluctant to let the other party rest so quickly, in case the other party came to settle the score, he couldn't deal with it now.

"Soldiers can be killed, but they can't be humiliated!" The man in white listened to Lin Yiran's words, and put the sword in his hand on his neck, and was about to wipe his neck and commit suicide.

"It's not time for you to die. Lin Yiran didn't expect that when he said it casually, the other party really wanted to commit suicide, and hurriedly picked up the other party's sword.

"Don't even let you commit suicide, what do you want?!" Seeing Lin Yiran stop himself from committing suicide, the man in white looked at Lin Yiran angrily.

"Why don't you kill yourself later?" After saying this, even Lin Yiran himself felt embarrassed.

When the man in white heard this, he was extremely ashamed, and angrily took out a jade bottle from his bosom, poured out a black pill from it, and then put it in his mouth.

The whole process was very smooth, and by the time Delin Yiran reacted, it was already too late. When he quickly rushed to the man in white, the other party had already put the black pill in his mouth, and there was some banter in his eyes when he looked at Lin Yiran, as if the person who won was himself.

Looking at the other party's victorious eyes, Lin Yiran shook his head helplessly, looking at the blood that kept coming out of the other party's mouth, as well as the crumbling body, he directly pierced the opponent's chest with a sword.

Although he hated the people of the Flying Feather Pavilion, the other party's courage not to be afraid of death deserved his respect, so he didn't want the other party to die too painfully.

After solving the man in white, Lin Yiran looked at the people who were fighting again, and found that the victory of Yi Yongyuan and Chu Qingyun was already a certainty, and the man in black had two more scars on his body, and there was even a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, which seemed to have some minor or serious injuries.

"Brother Yi, I'm here to help you!" Seeing that the time had not come, Lin Yiran pretended to shout to Yi Yongyuan.

When the big man heard the voice, he looked over at Lin Yiran, his eyes full of resentment.

Lin Yiran's gaze happened to collide with the gaze of the big man, and he squeezed out a smile and shouted loudly: "Big man, you are more powerful! I will help them first and then help you!"

When the big man heard this, he scolded in his heart: "What a fart, didn't you see Lao Tzu being pressed and beaten?!" He didn't dare to scold because he was afraid of annoying Lin Yiran, and it would be bad if he didn't help himself when the time came.

Originally, he was the one who helped the other party, but now he has become the one who needs help, and he will be so embarrassed, all because of the poison of the Zhenling Pill that he has not been able to recover to the peak of strength. If he is restored to the peak of strength, even if he is not the opponent of the other party, he will definitely not be so embarrassed.

The more the big man thought about it, the more aggrieved he became, but he couldn't help it, and in the end he could only vent his anger on the man in black.

Lin Yiran said that he was going to help Yi Yongyuan, but in fact, he was next to Yi Yongyuan, holding a demon destroying sword, and occasionally stabbed at the enemy without using aura.

His real purpose is to delay time on the one hand, and to take the opportunity to recover some aura on the other.

Anyway, even without his help, Yi Yongyuan would soon be able to defeat the enemy.

After more than ten rounds, the man in white who fought with Yi Yongyuan was pierced in the chest by Yi Yongyuan's sword, and then fell to the ground, gradually losing his breath.

"Brother Chu, I'm here to help you!" Seeing that Yi Yongyuan's enemy had been resolved, Lin Yiran said to Chu Qingyun again.

When the big man heard Lin Yiran's words, he also cast a resentful look at the other party again, but this time there was a lot more hatred in his eyes.

"Don't look at it, he won't help you!" Taking advantage of the moment when the big man was distracted, the man in black slapped the other party's chest with a palm.

Seeing this, Lin Yiran pretended not to see it, and slowly came to Chu Qingyun's side.

Seeing this, the big man who fell to the ground in the middle palm had to grit his teeth and get up, he wasn't sure if Lin Yiran would help him, but he was sure that if he continued to lie on the ground, he would definitely be killed by the man in black.

When Lin Yiran came to Chu Qingyun's side, the last man in white happened to be cut off by Chu Qingyun's sword.

Lin Yiran looked at this scene embarrassedly, since the enemy's head had been cut off, he couldn't continue to pretend.

He looked at the big man and the man in black who were still fighting, and just found that the big man was slapped by the man in black again, and this time the big man finally spat blood from his mouth and fell to the ground panting continuously.