"Maybe you can spare Lin Ziyu's waste and that stupid big man's life, how about it?"

"You ......"

Ying Shuli was suddenly so angry that her body trembled, trembled, her pretty face turned sideways, she tightened the sword in her hand, and scolded viciously.

"Zuo Yanghui, you are shameless!"

"Shameless?" Zuo Yanghui smiled coldly: "You are the fiancée of labor and management, why is it shameless to let you, a slut, serve labor and management?"

As he spoke, Zuo Yanghui suddenly stopped, and pointed his long sword at Ying Shuli: "Slut, give you the last ten seconds." ”

"If you don't promise to serve the labor and management well, the labor and management will chop up the waste of Lin Ziyu and the stupid big man alive. ”

"Ten!"

"Nine!"

......

Listening to Zuo Yanghui's countdown, Ying Shuli's heart was flustered, her face was grief-stricken, she couldn't imagine that she would end up like this.

What's more, he also brought killing to Lin Ziyu and the big man.

At this moment, Ying Shuli thought about committing suicide, but she thought that after she died, Lin Ziyu would die.

And it is very likely that she was tortured to death, so she gave up the idea of suicide.

What's more, it also involves the big man.

“5！”

"Slut, time is running out, do you want to think about it?"

“4！”

What to do?

The huge sense of helplessness instantly made Shuli Ying, and her heart sank to a low point, did she really agree to Zuo Yanghui's request for that shameless person?

No!

Never!

Even if he is willing to dedicate himself, Zuo Yanghui's shameless person will never let go of Lin Ziyu and that big man, Ying Shuli knows this clearly.

Because she knows Zuo Yanghui's temper and temperament too well.

What to do?

Is it really going to be a desperate fight?

In her helplessness, Ying Shuli thought of the thing in her cloud ring, as long as she used that thing, everyone present would die together.

What to do?

Do you really want to use it?

It's just dragging that big man down, and, Lin Ziyu, I'm sorry for you!

“3！”

Zuo Yanghui's cold voice sounded again, and Ying Shuli's consciousness also probed into the cloud ring, tightly wrapping a black bead.

“2！”

The cold voice rose again, and Ying Shuli was about to take out the black bead with a light flip of her right palm, ready to look at Lin Ziyu one last time, and she was ready to die together.

At this moment, Ying Shuli felt a big hand suddenly grab her right palm, and her heart trembled.

Turning her head mechanically, when she saw that it was Junyi's kind cheeks with a little immaturity, Ying Shuli almost threw herself into the person and cried directly.

If it weren't for the fact that it wasn't suitable at this time, the eye socket would still be uncontrollably wet and red.

It's none other than Lin Ziyu.

"Forget it, let me do it!"

Gently wiping away the tears from the corners of Ying Shuli's eyes, Lin Ziyu pulled her behind her to protect her, looked up at Zuo Yanghui again, and chuckled:

"Master Zuo, I'm really sorry, it's a good thing for you to be disturbed again. ”

"This Shu'er, if you want to serve me, I'm afraid it won't be your turn!"

"Hmph, Lin Ziyu, you waste, it's just the end of the strong crossbow, and you dare to play tricks, this son solved it before the stormy ring!"

Staring gloomily at Lin Ziyu, who was smiling calmly, Zuo Yanghui tightened the long sword in his hand, and then shook.

The spiritual power in the body rushed up rapidly, and finally all of them converged on the long sword, and the murderous intent soared, and the killing intent in the eyes was churning.

This is a place of training, as long as Lin Ziyu is killed to make the illusion of a demon beast attacking, then it will be foolproof, Zuo Yanghui thought so.

At this time, Xiaoyao Peak, in front of the spirit mirror.

Lin Ziyu had already fallen into a desperate situation, but the Yunchen Dao people and Xiao Shushu in front of the spirit mirror were doing their own thing.

The drinking that should be drunk, the copying of the book, the face of the wind is light, and he does not see Lin Ziyu's current "desperate situation" on his knees.

On the surface of the body, the pale cyan fighting qi gradually broke out of the body, and finally formed a thin cyan fighting qi gauze outside the body.

Looking at Zuo Yanghui, who was churning with killing intent, Lin Ziyu shook the Xing Huo Sword in his hand, but his left hand was quietly placed behind his back as a fist, and the fire spiritual power in his body began to surge.

There's no way, it's all dead, only to use the hole cards!

Perhaps using your hole cards can turn the tide or at least create an opportunity for a strategic retreat.

"Lin Ziyu, you ...... of misery"

Seeing that Lin Ziyu was still looking at himself with a contemptuous smile when he was dying, Zuo Yanghui could no longer control the anger in his heart, and let out a low shout.

"Go to hell!"

The soles of his feet stepped heavily on the ground, the spiritual power in his body surged, Zuo Yanghui's body was like an arrow in the wind, and he swept away towards Lin Ziyu, and the tip of the long sword in his hand took Lin Ziyu directly......

"Ziyu!"

Ying Shuli screamed sadly, wanting to protect Lin Ziyu behind her, but Lin Ziyu didn't let her.

At this time, Yang Xuantian seemed to sense that something was wrong, and he also opened his eyes suddenly.

"Bad guy, don't hurt my big brother!"

Ignoring Ying Shuli and Yang Xuantian's voices, Lin Ziyu still had a chuckle on his face, but he was already extremely cautious in his heart.

The right finger was already ready for the cloud sword style, and the fire system above the left hand was also churning to the limit, and the actual spiritual power flame was about to burst out.

As long as he can successfully block Zuo Yanghui's attack with the cloud sword style, then the spiritual power flame above his right palm can instantly bombard Zuo Yanghui, causing him to die on the spot.

At least not seriously injured.

The power of the spiritual power flame is not something that can be withstood by a mere refining realm.

As long as Zuo Yanghui is defeated, there is no need to worry about the remaining Zhang Yunfeng.

Ying Shuli can deal with Zhang Yunfeng.

The thoughts in his heart flashed like lightning, and as soon as Zuo Yanghui's attack came to him, Lin Ziyu wanted to connect Zuo Yanghui's sword in the cloud sword style.

At this moment, a fan suddenly flew out and crashed into Zuo Yanghui's long sword that took Lin Ziyu.

"Boom!"

The fan and the long sword intersected, and there was a sound of gold and iron colliding, Zuo Yanghui was shocked back a few steps by the force, and the long sword in his hand also came out of his hand.

But Zuo Yanghui's attack was not over.

Instantly stopped his body, his right hand turned into a fist, and his spiritual power surged, slamming into Lin Ziyu again, just when everyone was stunned, a handsome young man in white gold silk brocade stood in front of Lin Ziyu.

I saw that the handsome young man's left hand stretched out to touch the fan, and the spiritual power on his right hand gathered, and a punch met Zuo Yanghui's fist.

"Bang!"

The two fists collided with each other and made a muffled sound, only to see the handsome young man's right hand send a force, and he suddenly blasted Zuo Yanghui upside down, and he barely stabilized his body after taking a few steps back.

Stabilizing his body and looking at the person who came, Zuo Yanghui's face was gloomy, and he said coldly: "Lin Mengze, it's you again!

That's right, the person who came was Lin Mengze.

Seeing Lin Mengze coming, Ying Shuli secretly breathed a sigh of relief, Lin Ziyu looked at Lin Mengze's back, but his eyebrows were raised, and his eyes blinked a few times.

With the fan in his hand unfurled, Lin Mengze squinted his eyes and said with a smile on his face: "Zuo Gongzi, do you want to kill your fellow disciples?

"Consequences!

Zuo Yanghui snorted coldly: "Kill them, and then make the illusion of being attacked and killed by demon beasts, who can know that it was this son who killed them." ”

As he spoke, the long sword in his hand pointed at Lin Mengze: "Lin Mengze, don't think that you are the fourth prince of the empire, and I, Zuo Yanghui, dare not do anything to you." ”

"If you are interested, leave here immediately, and you will not be strict about this, otherwise, hehe!"

"Zuo Gongzi, it's funny, you were born in the world of generals with great military achievements, and you naturally don't care about this unfavored fourth prince. ”

Lin Mengze was still smiling, as if no words could change the smile on his face, and he was not affected by any emotions.

"Hmph, Lin Mengze, it's good if you understand!"

Zuo Yanghui sneered: "If it's your eldest brother, my son is still a little afraid, you, that's it, so if you are interested, you ......"

But before Zuo Yanghui's words were finished, he was interrupted, and he saw Lin Mengze smiling all over his face, and suddenly turned his words and looked at Ying Shuli.

"But Zuo Gongzi, this girl Ying is the granddaughter of Prime Minister Zuo, you should always be a little jealous, right?"

"Hmph, it's just a slut, what can this son be afraid of!" Zuo Yanghui looked disdainful.

"Besides, she is Ben Gongzi's fiancée, even if Ben Gongzi does something to her, as long as he doesn't kill her, what can his Zuo family do with Ben Gongzi? ”

"Zuo ......" Ying Shuli was angry for a while, and she was about to scold when she opened her mouth, but she was stopped by Lin Ziyu, and then Lin Ziyu shook her head at Shuli.

Seeing Lin Ziyu shaking her head, Ying Shuli had to grit her teeth and endure her anger.

"Since Miss Ying, Zuo Gongzi, you are not afraid, then ......"

As he spoke, suddenly, Lin Mengze glanced at Yang Xuantian who was pranayama cross-legged again, and said with a smile on Zuo Yanghui's face: "Then this Yang Xuantian Gongzi from the north, Zuo Gongzi, you should always be afraid of a little bit, or rather, sell Xuantian Gongzi to save face, right?"

"The Yang family in the north?" Zuo Yanghui was slightly shocked when he heard this, and glanced at Yang Xuantian deeply, with a bit of disbelief and jealousy in his eyes.

"Yes, the Yang family in the north!" Lin Mengze nodded with a smile on his face.

"It's just an unfavored empire of the four emperors in Xia, but this Xuantian Gongzi is the only son of General Yang in the north, thinking about General Yang in the north, your Zuo family still has to sell face, right?"

Hearing this, Zuo Yanghui was silent, looking at Yang Xuantian, who was pranayama cross-legged, his face was cloudy and uncertain, obviously a little jealous, and he didn't dare to do it again.

At this time, Lin Ziyu also looked at Yang Xuantian with some consternation, knowing that Yang Xuantian might have an extraordinary background, but he didn't expect it to be so extraordinary, it could make Zuo Yanghui's arrogant and domineering son of the family jealous.

Ying Shuli also looked at Yang Xuantian with a shocked expression: "I didn't expect this big man to be the son of General Yang Xuan in the North, I'm really blind." ”

"Daddy!"

Hearing the word "Yang Annihilation", Yang Xuantian suddenly opened his eyes with a happy smile on his face, looked around, and finally looked at Lin Ziyu.