Chapter 17: Death
"Damn, what are you doing, how did you bring her!"
"How can I explain it now, let's work together to solve the guy in the back first!"
The conversation between Shang Biao's doppelgangers confused Wen Ya, and she couldn't remember when she had met the twin brothers through all the memories in her head.
"I'll settle accounts with you later!"
Sensing a strong momentum rapidly approaching, Shang Biao knew that the good soul clone would definitely cause a lot of trouble this time.
Putting Wen Ya down, the good soul clone unceremoniously stepped forward and took out the bag that Shang Biao was carrying, took out the money sword weapon, and stood aside to adjust his breath.
"Bang"
Mao stiffened and fell heavily to the ground, and the Taoist who was called Lin Lingzi by Wen Ya walked out of the fluttering dust.
"It's actually from Maoshan! Being able to subdue that hair stiff seems to be a master of alchemy. ”
Shang Biao has the refining skills of "Maoshan Protecting the Secret Zombie", and he himself has raised many corpses, and he can see at a glance the heavy traces of Maoshan Law Determination on the Mao Zombie, and he is secretly troublesome in his heart.
"This person is an outcast of Maoshan, he acted ruthlessly, and he killed a lot of people who came to hunt him down by the Wei'an group."
"Well, I'll hand over that stiff to you in a moment."
"Okay, I'll try to hold it back."
The two souls of good and evil instantly reached a tacit understanding, and they became one, allowing them to have absolute trust.
"Hehe, where did you come from, stupid boy, I thought you would move out some great rescuer, and you actually dragged your brother into the water. Twins, but a good material for refining corpses. ”
Lin Lingzi laughed disdainfully when he heard the arrogant conversation between the two.
"Suck ~"
Shang Biao's ghast took a deep breath, opened the four wheels in an instant, his blood boiled, and his colossal momentum rose.
Lin Lingzi's smug face froze, and he instinctively realized the deadly threat.
If he hadn't experienced the previous battle with the shemale Baoli, Shang Biao might not have been so reckless, and he would have made the strongest killing move.
But after that fight, he already knew what he was capable of. When encountering an opponent like Lin Lingzi, if he doesn't instantly burst out with the strongest means, he has no chance of winning at all, and in the end, he will definitely have to expose the details.
"Die!"
The ground cracked into dense fine lines, and Shang Biao's whole person seemed to have broken through the spatial barrier, and instantly appeared in front of Lin Lingzi.
The ribs in his hand and the newly replaced Taidao slashed through the two crossed silver rays, staying in Lin Lingzi's position for a long time.
His sword only used the technique of slashing steel flash, and did not exert the true power of this move of the first-class mystery of the two heavens.
According to the touch of the blade, it seems that he did not solve the opponent with one blow as he imagined.
Shang Biao exhaled a mouthful of scarlet breath with blood foam, and the blood stained by the double knives in his hands continued to drip under the influence of gravity.
After taking a few deep breaths in succession and forcibly ending the opening wheel, he turned around to look at the position of Lin Lingzi. There were no fallen enemies there, only a piece of rune paper that had been split in four fell lightly to the ground.
"Sure enough, the disciples from the Great Sect have really many life-saving methods, and even rare stand-in charms."
Shang Biao looked at Lin Lingzi, who appeared next to Mao Zhuang and kept sticking hemostatic charms on his shoulders, and couldn't help but sigh.
His knife almost cut off Lin Lingzi's entire left arm, if it weren't for the fast activation of the stand-in talisman, Lin Lingzi would already be a dead man.
"Hiss~ give it to me, kill them!"
Mao Zhuang was driven by Lin Lingzi and immediately came to kill Shang Biao.
The good soul will also end its pranayama, and take the initiative to block it with the money sword in hand. However, the money sword only slashed a few sparks on the golden threaded robe, and it didn't do much.
And the good soul itself was also knocked away by Mao Zhuang's claw after parrying a few moves.
"Heavenly law lock, earth law lock, please put the golden lock on the ancestor...... I am in the service of the Lord of Yinshan Law, and I am as urgent as the law! ”
Shang Biao's ghast was not idle, his hand pinched the Yin Mountain Finger, and he stepped on it in a row, and the spirit rune was formed in front of him in the blink of an eye with the spell.
Compared to the Lushan faction's magic decision, Shang Biao's ghast clone found that he was more dexterous and more powerful in using the Yinshan faction's spells.
"Yinshan Soul Locking Spell, you rats in the ditch still dare to show up!"
As soon as Lin Lingzi heard Shang Biao chanting the mantra, he guessed his origin.
A bell-like magic weapon was taken out by him, the intact arm was raised, the sword was pointed at the center of the eyebrows, and the crisp bell sounded immediately.
"Poof"
Shang Biao, who was casting a spell, saw Lin Lingzi take out a magic weapon and accelerated the casting speed, but it was still a little late, and at the last moment, he was still disturbed by the bell and the spell failed, so he devoured himself, and a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spray into the air.
"What a weird magic weapon, it's hard to do now!"
Shang Biao wiped the blood stains on the corner of his mouth, and stared at the quaint magic bell in Lin Lingzi's hand with an ugly face.
If the identity of the actor is exposed, although such a magic weapon is a little weird, it will not be difficult for him. But now there is Wen Ya by his side, unless he is ruthless and kills his mouth together.
"I can't help it, I have to be sorry for her!"
Seeing that the good soul clone was scratched all over his body by Mao Zhuang, and the corpse poison entered the body, it seems that even if he doesn't reveal his identity, everyone will have to die if he can't fight Lin Lingzi.
In connection with this, Shang Biao no longer hesitated.
"Don't!"
The good soul clone seemed to sense that the ghast's side had made up his mind, and resisted the stiff claw and forcibly retreated to the ghast's side to prevent him from revealing his identity.
"Get out, mother-in-law, if it weren't for your bastard's refusal to be honest and provoke this, why would Lao Tzu take this risk!"
Shang Biao kicked away the good soul that was entangled with him, but after this delay, Lin Lingzi suddenly flashed to Wen Ya's side.
"Boy, if you don't want this woman to die, stop me!"
Lin Lingzi grabbed Wen Ya's neck and carried her into the air.
"Sister Ya!"
The good soul struggled to get up from the ground, looking at Wen Ya in despair.
"Very good, if you want to kill, you can kill, but I will soon let you taste the taste of not being able to survive, not being able to die!"
"Boy, you really don't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade!"
The strength in Lin Lingzi's hand gradually increased, and her gentle and pretty face turned purple and red in an instant.
The good soul half-knelt on the ground, clutching his fists and looking at Wen Ya, his five fingers grasping into the flesh without knowing it.
Among Shang Biao's few kindnesses, this woman who grew up with him since childhood and can be said to be a childhood sweetheart accounts for the vast majority. On the contrary, because of the separation of memories, the ghast did not have any special feelings for Wen Ya, so he made up his mind decisively.
A moment later, Wen Ya's head hung down weakly in Lin Lingzi's hands.
"I want you dead!"
The good soul's eyes were about to split, his eyebrows and eyes suddenly opened, and the pitch-black flames instantly covered Lin Lingzi's whole body.
"What is this, no~"
Under the burning of Amaterasu's fire, the two corpses turned into ashes in an instant.