"I refuse!"

"Heh, then do what you can, and struggle." A hint of mockery rang out.

The flow of time returned to normal at this moment, and with a piercing collision sound, Ning Pingle stepped on the ground and rushed in front of Jian Youyue in an instant.

At the moment when his thinking accelerated, he caught a glimpse of the primary target of Zhang Zichuan's attack, which had changed from him to Jian Youyue, who was casting an unknown talisman.

Sure enough, the group started to kill the auxiliary first, even a dead person knows the truth.

Just about...... Now I also want to die first.

He didn't hesitate to stand in front of Jian Youyue, coldly waiting for the death blade to come.

But unexpectedly, the knife stopped.

Bang~

A gunshot rang out, and Ji Ziyang in the distance once again poured his mana into the special bullet.

In the explosion, Zhang Zichuan raised the living knife in his hand and slashed at the bullet.

At that moment, the bullet collided with the living knife, and it bloomed with blue light.

Splashes of thunder flooded Zhang Zichuan's body.

Ning Pingle reacted quickly, from being confused to grabbing Jian Youyue in an instant, and jumping to another rooftop, it was only a breath time.

When the two of them crossed the air of the two residential buildings, Jian Youyue's body trembled so much that she was almost speechless.

And Ning Pingle looked at Zhang Zichuan who had turned into a sword soul with a hesitant gaze.

When the two of them landed smoothly, a stormy sword light instantly tore through the thunder, and there was green smoke on the body, but the sword soul that seemed to be unharmed glanced at Ji Ziyang from a distance, and his eyes were locked on Ning Pingle again.

"It's not a delusion...... This guy always pauses when he is about to gain the upper hand when he attacks, which is weird. ”

Ning Pingle muttered, looked at Jian Youyue, and said:

"Youyue, where was he going to move on you?"

Jian Youyue's face flushed, and after hesitating, she said softly:

"Yes (● ̄(エ) ̄●) mouth...... No, it's not! ”

Jian Youyue's face was flushed, but her expression was a little hesitant.

The scenes that were attacked by Zhang Zichuan before came up.

The first time he attacked himself directly, the direction of the attack was the talisman in his hand.

The second time she attacked herself, the direction of her attack was not so much Yukiko wrapped in her tracksuit, but rather the talisman she held in her hand to act as a medium to release the [Golden Light Divine Spell].

"Ning, Ning Pingle, you said that Teacher Zhang paused when he attacked just now?" Jian Youyue asked.

Ning Pingle didn't look at her, he focused all his attention on the sword soul who might launch the next attack at any time, and replied casually:

"One time when he was trying to attack you indoors, I blocked it, and he suddenly paused, otherwise he wouldn't have been so easily knocked away by me with a stick.

The second time was when I asked you to take the phone, he reacted a little slower, and I caught the opportunity.

As for the third ......"

Ning Pingle didn't speak, but Jian Youyue already understood.

She hesitated for a moment, and said with some confusion, "How do you feel, he doesn't seem to want to attack me." ”

Ning Pingle hurriedly glanced at Jian Youyue.

I didn't see that this girl was quite narcissistic, did she want to say that the knife soul looked cute at her, so she didn't want to do anything to her?

Jian Youyue's face was slightly red, and she said with some uneasiness: "Don't think about it, I mean, didn't you find that Teacher Zhang was almost always attacking you?"

Whether it's the first time or the second time you attack me, it seems that you just want to destroy my talisman, and this is not a sword soul at all.

Logically speaking, the sword soul is just a group of creatures with magical power and resentment, and they don't have the idea of caring for others at all......"

"Ning Pingle, what Jian Youyue means is that this sword soul has no intention of attacking me and her, even if it is hurt by me, it does not chase me, attacking Jian Youyue is more like interrupting her blessing to you.

This is not in line with any of the organization's recorded styles of sword souls. ”

Ji Ziyang's voice reached the ears of the two through Bluetooth: "They are a group of twisted creatures filled with resentment, and it is impossible to have such a clear code of conduct, so Zhang Zichuan of the Northern Dao will keep his hand, definitely not because of the mercy of his subordinates......

There must be some other reason why it has to do this, Jian Youyue, I need you to be bait, no problem, right? ”

"I—What should I do?" Jian Youyue said suspiciously.

"Hide in Ning Pingle's arms, test the logic of the sword soul Zhang Zichuan's actions, I will provide you with off-the-field support, Ning Pingle, you can protect her, right?" Ji Ziyang said.

"I can her, but I don't think there's any need to risk it." Ning Pingle said in a deep voice.

He didn't care about this, when he blocked Jian Youyue's attack, he was ready to be killed.

The Twelve Flower Gods are in his hands, after time goes backwards, he can still touch the sword soul, for his own safety, he doesn't care so much, finding a way to kill the sword soul is the most important thing.

But...... Even if he wanted to use each other, he felt that there was no reason to ask others to sacrifice for himself.

It's just that what he didn't notice was how complicated Jian Youyue's expression was when Ning Pingle said this.

Finally, she whispered, "Okay." ”

Jian Youyue said softly, and quietly hid in front of Ning Pingle.

If the sword soul is not eliminated for a day, it will not stop chasing them.

Ning Pingle's pressure increased greatly for a while.

If he could, of course, he would not exchange his life for the conditions of the so-called "perfect clearance".

It's best to be able to deal with this sword soul directly.

But the two of them saw that this Zhang Zichuan's knife technique was unpredictable, like a ghost, and the arc light between their fingers was as dazzling as people's hearts.

Ning Pingle and him faced the enemy head-on, all of them had the nerve reflexes and body reinforcement under the blessing of mana, and the tsunami-like Daze water summoned by putting their hands together from time to time had no way to stop the indomitable attack of this sword soul.

He never expected that Zhang Zichuan's knife technique, who died early, would be so terrifying.

With one-fiftieth of mana, even if it is just a simple summoning of Daze water and soil, Yuan can also change the terrain in a local area.

Especially on the rooftops of high-rise buildings, this terrifying impact can be described as a waterfall that rushes down, and even the Tiger tank has to be washed away.

This is not a spell, it is better than an attack of a spell, and Ji Ziyang, who was on a tall building in the distance, was fascinated, and a faint color flashed in his eyes.

That's strong!

This Ning Pingle is much more powerful than he imagined, should he be said to be S-level?

But...... It's not enough, it's really not enough, after all, that sword soul is a northern knife!

Just as he raised his gun and aimed it at Zhang Zichuan again, he suddenly found that Zhang Zichuan made a slight downward movement.

Ji Ziyang, whose eyebrows were beating wildly, shouted: "Ning Pingle, take Youyue out of her original position." ”

Ning Pingle heard this, and without hesitation, grabbed Jian Youyue and dodged to the side.

Under Ning Pingle's protection, Jian Youyue, who successfully released the [Golden Light Divine Spell], took the opportunity to stick the talisman to his chest.

At this moment, a bloody color suddenly came out of the river he had summoned, and Ning Pingle and the two flickered, trying their best to parry.

The golden light spell that Jian Youyue cast on Ning Pingle had a powerful power to resist external evils, but under Zhang Zichuan's living knife, he was never able to escape the sword light shrouded like a flowing river of blood.

Ning Pingle couldn't parry in time, and he saw that the living knife tore apart the long river of mana, extinguished the golden light spell on his body, and even the hiking poles protected by the magic power were blasted into debris.

"It's over......"

In the end, he only had time to turn over, pressing Jian Youyue behind him, ready to meet the verdict and activate the twelve flower gods.

However......

Jian Youyue suddenly shouted: "Teacher Zhang, he is also your student!" ”

In an instant, the red blade, like a wave of death, stopped behind Ning Pingle.

He ...... Are you a student? ”