Shi Ruobai's cold and bloodthirsty eyes scanned the people in the hall, and finally fell on Lin Qingyang. The bloody white rainbow sword in his hand rose again and stabbed straight at him.
Feng Shu, who was standing next to Lin Qingyang, quickly drew his sword to resist, but when the sword in his hand hit Shi Ruobai, he was knocked away and fell to the ground vomiting blood.
"Feng Shu!" Lin Qingyang shouted, and then saw Shi Ruobai continuing to come towards him, Mo Yan quickly stepped forward to resist and started fighting with him.
Lin Qingyang and Feng Yi quickly took the opportunity to check on Feng Shu's condition. Qi Mo also retreated to his side. Lin Qingyang looked at the wound on his abdomen worriedly.
"You guys get out first!" Lin Qingyang said.
Qi Mo said directly to Feng Yi: "Take him out."
"A-Qi!" Lin Qingyang stared at him, but Qi Mo stared back, obviously not intending to listen to Lin Qingyang.
Not caring about competing with him, Lin Qingyang had no choice but to say to Feng Yi, "Take him out! Let the other disciples leave."
Feng Yi looked nervous and didn't dare to cause trouble at this time. He obediently helped Feng Shu out.
Mo Yan, who was fighting in the middle of the hall, was being pushed back step by step by Shi Ruobai. Shi Ruobai was already superb at Cultivation, but now that Demonic Power had been boosted, Mo Yan couldn't beat it at all.
Lin Qingyang watched anxiously, and suddenly noticed that Xue Lanyuan had been standing at the back of the hall. She was motionless, with a dull look on her face, and had no reaction to anything that happened in front of her. Then she remembered that she seemed to have been silent since just now, and Lin Qingyang moved over.
"Xue Lanyuan!" Lin Qingyang shouted, but Xue Lanyuan's eyes were still dull and there was no response. Was he being controlled?
At this time, Mo Yan groaned and was stabbed into the chest by Shi Ruobai's sword, and then was knocked away by Sword Qi. Shi Ruobai got the chance, turned to Lin Qingyang again, and stabbed him with the sword.
Lin Qingyang quickly pulled Xue Lanyuan to the ground, avoiding Shi Ruobai's sword. The injuries all over his body were painful again.
Seeing that Shi Ruobai was about to come over again, Qi Mo threw him down from behind, but was immediately knocked away by Shi Ruobai with Spiritual Power. He fell to the ground and vomited blood.
Shi Ruobai stood up with the sword again, and after a series of fights, his hair was already disheveled, and his white robe was stained with blood. The dazzling red color had spread from his eyeballs to his whole eye, and black feathers began to appear on his neck.
"Untie me quickly!" Lin Qingyang shouted at Mo Yan. Only then did Mo Yan react and raised his hand to take away the shackles restricting Spiritual Power from his wrists.
Shi Ruobai struck at Shi Ruobai again with his sword. In an instant, a strong wind swept through the palace. Lin Qingyang's Windflower Sword unsheathed and directly faced Shi Ruobai's Baihong Sword. The two swords struck each other, making a loud noise and swinging the huge Spiritual Power.
Lin Qingyang faced Shi Ruobai's unrecognizable face. Under the impact, he felt that his internal organs were hurting, and blood kept flowing down the corners of his mouth. However, he still held the sword tightly in his hand and devoted all his energy to Spiritual Power to resist.
"Senior brother." Lin Qingyang called out with a trembling voice.
Shi Ruobai looked stunned for a moment, and Mo Yan took the opportunity to strike Shi Ruobai's back with lightning.
He just heard Shi Ruobai groan, vomited blood suddenly, and fell out. The Baihong Sword in his hand fell to the ground with two clangs and broke into two pieces.
At the same time, Xue Lanyuan, who was lying on the ground, was shaken suddenly, and his eyes slowly returned to clarity.
Outside the Heavenly Strategy Hall, Hong Ling who was hiding at the door stopped listening to the movement inside, and then he dared to quietly poke his fox head out and look into the hall.
Heavenly Strategy Hall, which was originally solemn and solemn, was in a mess after a fight.
Lin Qingyang was kneeling on the ground, barely holding on to Windflower Sword in his hand. His whole body was stained with blood, and his face was so pale that he almost fainted.
Mo Yan and Qi Mo also fell to the ground, obviously exhausted.
Several people stared warily at Shi Ruobai, who fell to the ground in the middle. They saw him lying motionless on the ground, his red eyes rolling, staring unconsciously into the air, much like some kind of bird.
Hong Ling observed it and saw that Shi Ruobai seemed to be silent, so he jumped into the hall from the outside.
"My dear friend, how are you?" Hong Ling said and walked over to Mo Yan.
Unexpectedly, just halfway through, Shi Ruobai seemed to smell something suddenly, his eyes flashed, and he sat up suddenly.
Hong Ling was startled, and was about to run outside, but saw Shi Ruobai raise his hand, suck the fox directly with force, and pinch out the neck.
Everyone looked nervous again. Mo Yan looked anxious. He held Thunderclap Mace and was about to stand up, but fell back due to the weight of his injuries. However, the Thunderclap Mace in his hand was now exhausted due to Spiritual Power, and only a faint flash of lightning remained.
Hong Ling was pinched in mid-air. He turned around in fear and faced Shi Ruobai's red eyes and sharp teeth. He was so frightened that his hair stood on end. He was so frightened that his hair stood on end.
Shi Ruobai approached the red fox in front of him and sniffed it carefully, as if a wild animal was confirming its prey.
Lin Qingyang and Qi Mo also looked over nervously. Hong Ling was holding his tail and was too frightened to move. Suddenly, Shi Ruobai's eyes flashed red, and he opened his mouth and bit Hong Ling's neck. Hong Ling was so frightened that he screamed.
In an instant, a blue ice pick flew over and nailed Shi Ruobai's wrist. Shi Ruobai screamed in pain, and then let go of his hand after feeling the pain. Hong Ling fell down and immediately He crawled on the ground and ran towards Mo Yan, diving into Mo Yan's arms and trembling. Shi Ruobai quickly spread a layer of white frost where he was hit, freezing his whole hand.
Xue Lanyuan, who originally fell to the ground, stood up, his expression returned to normal, and he looked sadly at Shi Ruobai, who was neither human nor monster not far away.
Seeing Xue Lanyuan wake up, Lin Qingyang quickly said, "Elder Xue, hurry up and subdue him."
Xue Lanyuan stared at Shi Ruobai for a while, then raised his hand to condensate several ice picks out of thin air. With a wave of his hand, the blue ice picks flew towards him, hitting the joints of Shi Ruobai's hands and feet respectively. Shi Ruobai screamed in pain and collapsed to the ground. A thin layer of ice appeared on the joints of his limbs, imprisoning him and unable to move.
Seeing that the person couldn't move, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Hong Ling poked the fox's head out of Mo Yan's arms and looked at it with some fear.
Lin Qingyang slumped back down again. The pain that he had just ignored due to nervousness came back. Then there was a sharp pain in his chest, and he suddenly vomited blood.
"Brother, are you okay?" Windflower Sword said from the side, his voice a little unclear. It was obvious that Lin Qingyang's injury could no longer support Sword Spirit.
Qi Mo climbed up with difficulty and came to Lin Qingyang, looking at him with worry and distress.
Lin Qingyang felt his eyes go dark. He shook his head vigorously to prevent himself from fainting. After a while, he shook his head weakly at Qi Mo, indicating that he was fine.
His eyes fell on Qi Mo, and then he saw that he was also covered in blood. He looked at the still bleeding wound on his stomach and asked, "How are you?"
"I'm fine." Qi Mo said, carefully helping him sit up.
Lin Qingyang moved a little, which affected the wounds on his body and grimaced in pain. Qi Mo stiffened his hands and did not dare to touch him.
Xue Lanyuan also walked to Shi Ruobai, then knelt down gently next to him and looked at him quietly. Master, who used to have a clear breeze and bright moonlight, is now unrecognizable. His demonized face is full of manic looks, and his limbs are still struggling desperately.
Lin Qingyang raised his eyes and looked over. Just as he was about to comfort Xue Lanyuan and say that he would think of a solution later, he suddenly saw another blue ice pick formed by Spiritual Power in her hand, and she slowly raised it.