Chapter 142: Is This Knife a Blessing or a Curse
The dust on Wuyi Peak has also settled, and most of the peaks have been flattened.
"The Li family is too much of a bully! We are not mud people, let others take care of them!"
Yu Lian'er raised her arms and shouted: "Warriors, follow me." Let them know how good our samurai are!"
In response, the samurai were covered with dirt, but they couldn't stop their high fighting spirit, approaching the Li family and fighting with them.
Most of the day passed, and the Li family lost two people.
Hundreds of spirit runes were thrown out, but only some stones were blown up, and none of the warriors were injured.
There was also He Rongxuan in front of him, constantly screaming that the gourd was lost.
Li Junqing's heart was extremely hot, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, a white mang shot towards Yu Calamus with the sound of breaking the air.
Yu Calamus was fighting another monk, and he spun on the spot, dodging the attack.
The white mang shot towards Yu Lian'er behind him.
"Ah Niu, get out of the way!"
The jar screamed, releasing tiny amounts of venom.
There was a thud, and a layer of knocked silver needles was spread on the ground, and there were hundreds of them.
But there are still a few fish that have been caught in the net, and they hit Lian'er.
At first, it was just a bloody idea, and as soon as Li Junqing knotted the trick, Yu Lian'er snorted and squatted down.
The places where they were pricked by needles became wrist-thick wounds, gurgling with blood.
"Hmph, no matter how hard your body is, don't try to dodge my plum needle arrow. Li Junqing snorted coldly.
"This little hole can't hurt your aunt!"
Yu Lian'er gritted her teeth and stood up, and couldn't help but glance at Yu Calamus.
He could obviously protect her just now, even if he couldn't knock down the hidden weapon, he could also export to remind her.
But Yu Calamus waved the red ling knife intently, as if there was nothing else to do except kill the enemy, and even he himself no longer existed.
Yu calamus is like a god of war possessed, harvesting human heads, as easy as harvesting wheat.
The Li family was either killed, or they were shocked by his momentum and did not dare to step forward.
"Give it all to me!, don't retreat!" He Rongxuan shouted hoarsely.
His divine sense was all over Wuyi Peak, and the jar only appeared when he saved Yu Lian'er, and before he could release the spell, he disappeared again.
Li Junqing was forced to have no choice, the foundation building monk in the family was not Yu Calamus's opponent, more than a dozen had already died, and he could only carry his sword to meet the enemy.
"A martial artist, less reckless in front of me!"
He was reduced to the point of fighting with samurai.
Li Junqing's lament was not over, as soon as he fought with Yu Calamus, his heart suddenly sank, and he immediately took out ten successful forces and fought with full concentration.
He had already seen clearly that what Yu Calamus was holding in his hand was not a sword, but a knife.
Knife art is not a rule, just a simple slash.
The strange thing is the knife.
The sword used by Li Junqing is a medium-grade magic weapon, although it has no spirituality, it is full of spiritual energy.
It has been used for nearly a hundred years, and he is also a master who has a sense of it.
He felt the sword frightened, and it seemed that he did not dare to attack the sword.
This fear was also passed on to him, making him slow to move, and he was almost slashed by Yu Calamus several times, becoming a ghost under the knife.
"What is the origin of your knife?"
Li Junqing reluctantly took the next move, and asked Yu Calamus in a low voice.
When I saw it, I was shocked.
Yu Calamus only has the whites of her eyes in her eyes, but no pupils, as if she is blind.
Just this surprise, the red diamond knife had already pierced his body.
The dazzling Jin Dan escaped from Li Junqing's cracked body, and Yu Calamus stepped over with an arrow and slashed at Jin Dan with a knife.
The moment the blade touched the golden pill, the golden pill turned gray and shattered like lime.
Hongling Dao trembled slightly, as if chanting excitedly. Nuwa Library
Yu Calamus took a sharp breath, her eyes returned to normal, she staggered, let go of her hand, and threw away Hongling.
Seeing that Li Junqing had been killed, the monks of the Li family did not dare to fight anymore and retreated one after another.
"Don't run, come back. Otherwise, I'll kill you!" He Rongxuan shouted.
Yu Calamus took a breath, picked up the red diamond knife, puffed up his chest, and slowly approached the Li family.
His tense face and the murderous aura of blood on the knife made the Li family monk feel that he was even more terrifying than He Rongxuan, and he screamed in his mouth, and sacrificed his flying magic weapon to escape.
"Brother......
Yu Lian'er looked at Yu Calamus worriedly.
He Rongxuan is a Yuanying monk, how can my brother be able to fight.
And He Rongxuan, who was suspicious by nature, saw that Calamus was just a high-level martial artist, and he was able to defeat the foundation building monk, and he had already doubted it in his heart, so he never made a move.
Now that he saw that he had even killed Li Junqing, he didn't dare to make a move, but just said cruel words.
"Yu Calamus, I don't want to ask about your grievances with the Li family. If you know each other, hand over the sweet dream gourd and let you Wuyi Peak have a way to live. β
"Let us live?"
Yu Iris laughed.
"I don't need you to put it. My life is here, come and take it!"
Compared with the sweet dream gourd, it is still your own life that is important.
And that's the treasure of the sect, and it's not your own.
He Rongxuan immediately made a decision.
"You wait for me, the Shuiyang faction won't spare you!"
The threatening sound came from the clouds, and the warriors of Wuyi Peak were stunned for a moment, and then erupted in thunderous cheers.
They defeated the Li family, who had been oppressing them, and it was a victory.
Yu Calamus did not participate in their celebration, nor did she accept the praise of the crowd, and turned and walked towards the woods.
Yu Lian'er looked at Wuyi Peak, which was razed by the fight, and the corpses all over the ground, not knowing whether to cheer or be discouraged.
Yu Calamus didn't seem to want to be disturbed, she looked around and walked towards the cave where Jiang Xiaogu was hidden.
The jar was really there, quietly guarding Jiang Xiaogu. The gourd was placed beside her, but she was still asleep.
Yu Lian'er sat down on the stone at her feet, holding her legs and resting her head on her knees.
"Jar, thank you for saving me. β
"Don't say thank you among friends. β
The two of them involuntarily lowered their voices, as if whispering.
"Is Koo your master?"
"No, it's family. β
Jar remembers that the first time he opened his eyes, he was faced with that expressionless face.
Although her expression was extremely cold, her eyes were shining.
"Hello. You call it a jar. You are my family. β
Thinking of this, the jar nose twitched, and tears rolled down.
Family......
Yu Lian'er stood up and walked out.
She walked into the woods, saw what she saw, screamed and ran over.
Yu Calamus lay on the ground, coughing incessantly, highlighting the big gulps of blood.
Yu Lian'er wanted to help him, but he avoided him.
"Don't touch me, my bones are broken. β
"How is it possibleβ" Yu Lian'er cried out in a lost voice.
With the strength of Calamus's body, the sword couldn't hurt him just now, how could it be that the bones of his whole body were broken.
Yu Lian'er grabbed the red ling knife beside him.
"Brother, we don't need this knife anymore, okay?"