Volume 1: Rebellion in Chang'an Chapter 38 Phantom Sound
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Just as Lin He was hit, Mu Shan had already used Duan Yi. A layer of fine green light covered his fist, and it brought with it a fierce gust of wind. With great momentum, it suddenly slammed into a Lin family cultivator who was at the fourth level of Qi Refining.
The Lin family cultivator never expected that the demon hunter next to him would suddenly attack him. He was caught off guard and was blasted to the side. He spat out a mouthful of blood and was seriously injured!
It's like a chain reaction.
The moment Mu Shan took action, the other six demon hunters also attacked the Lin family monks around them almost at the same time.
It turned out that these demon hunters had been standing at intervals without knowing it, and very naturally each of them was standing next to a Lin family cultivator.
The cultivation levels of these demon hunters were much higher than those of the Lin family cultivators, and the attack was a surprise, so in just a moment, most of the Lin family cultivators had suffered serious injuries.
"Lin He has been captured by me. If you surrender, you can be spared from death!" Wu Xinyuan roared towards the field and slapped the spirit beast bag with his hand.
Buzz buzz buzz——
Accompanied by annoying chirping sounds, a dense group of yellow-brown poisonous insects appeared next to Wu Xinyuan.
These poisonous insects are shaped like wasps, covered with dense hairs, and have two pairs of pitch-black wings. The front wings are larger than the hind wings, and they have an eight-shaped waist. The most eye-catching feature is their sharp mouthparts, which reflect a dark golden light under the light.
[Dark Mace Golden Bee Gu]!
Unlike the Green Radish Gu, the Dark Mace Golden Bee Gu is an aggressive Gu. Its sharp mouthparts are like silver needle magic weapons, which can easily break through the defensive spells of monks.
Hearing Wu Xinyuan's threat, the demon hunters stopped their spells and did not attack the Lin family's cultivators.
The Lin family monks looked at each other.
——Lin He, who has the highest level of cultivation, has been poisoned by the green radish poison and has no power to resist .
The cultivation base of each of these demon hunters is quite high, and no one present can resist the Dark Mace Golden Bee Gu.
Maybe surrender is the best option?
Some people gradually began to waver.
"I surrender, I know nothing, and I have nothing to do with the Lin family." When the monks on the scene were silent, someone suddenly spoke up to beg for mercy.
It was Liu Ai, the only demon hunter other than Lu Qingshan who was not Wu Xinyuan’s.
"Friend Wudao, I just want to earn thirty first-grade spirit stones. If you let me go, I will leave immediately and never return to Yuanshan City. I will never reveal anything that happens here." Liu Ai said with a flattering look on his face.
He was not stupid either, and he quickly made a promise to never return to Yuanshan City.
——Only if people are not in Yuanshan City can we guarantee that the secret will not be revealed to the Lin family.
"Do you think that if you choose to surrender, Wu Xinyuan will let you go?" The curtain of the carriage was suddenly lifted.
A female figure emerged from it, graceful and elegant, with an indescribable aura surrounding her.
The woman was wearing a sky-blue long skirt, the narrow hem of which just covered her two slender legs. Although the curves of her slender and curvy body were hidden by the skirt, her gracefulness could still be felt as she swayed.
Looking up again, I saw a veil covering the woman's face, revealing only her watery autumn eyes.
It was Lin Yao, the daughter of the mysterious head of the Lin family.
The cultivators on the field, including those from the Lin family, felt dazzled at this moment.
It’s not because of Lin Yao’s beauty.
The statement that appearance alone can make people stunned and lose their minds is too exaggerated and outrageous. In reality, no matter how beautiful a woman is, how can there be such absurd things that can make people dizzy and speechless.
The reason why the monks on the field were stunned was because of Lin Yao's voice.
The voice clearly came from Lin Yao's mouth on the carriage, but it sounded vague, as if it came from all directions, and there was also a that made people lose their minds.
Even the Dark Mace Golden Bee Gu, which had been buzzing non-stop, became temporarily silent due to its loss of consciousness.
But it was only a short moment, Wu Xinyuan quickly came back to his senses, looking at Lin Yao with a vigilant face: "What kind of magic is this? Sonic attack?"
"Wu Xinyuan, or should I call you Ma Yuan?" Lin Yao looked at Wu Xinyuan quietly.
"Ma Yuan is good at witchcraft. Yes, it must be you. You are back!" Hearing his lady say this, Lin He finally remembered something and suddenly exclaimed.
Ma Yuan looked at Lin Yao's face covered by the veil, his face grim: "I didn't expect you knew so much, yes, it was me, I didn't expect that I would dare to show up."
"Back then, you violated the ban of Daxia and refined the evil poison. You were kicked out of the Ma family and have lost contact since then. Everyone thought you had gone far away. Who would have thought that in fact you did not go far away all these years, but quietly changed your identity, stayed in Yuanshan City, and kept in touch with the Ma family." A faint voice came out of Lin Yao's mouth.
Then Lin Yao looked at the surrounding cultivators with a light flash in her eyes: "Ma Yuan refines evil poison, which is not tolerated by Daxia. In order to avoid revealing his identity, how could he let us go easily?"
The expression on Ma Yuan's face kept changing.
Indeed, he had no intention of letting these people go from the beginning.
The reason for persuading them to surrender was just to make the Lin family monks give up resistance in order to reduce losses.
The monks of Lin family were not stupid. After being enlightened by Lin Yao's words, they all took out their magic weapons and prepared to fight to the death.
People are kind-hearted. If there is a chance to survive, it will be fine. But since they are destined to die, the cultivators of the Lin family will give it their all.
——I will peel off a layer of your skin no matter what.
"Friend Wudao, let me lend you a helping hand. We will definitely take down all these Lin family monks!" Liu Ai, who was originally begging for mercy, finally made a choice after struggling in his heart.
The gap in strength between the two sides is obvious, and choosing the Lin family will surely lead to death.
If you choose Ma Yuan's side, there is still a chance of survival.
——If he also participated in the action of killing the Lin family monks, it would be like he had pledged his allegiance and could be considered as being on the same pirate ship. Perhaps Ma Yuan would let him go for this reason.
"Well, Brother Liu is indeed a smart man!" Seeing this scene, Ma Yuan smiled wildly.
"Ms. Lin is very eloquent. Unfortunately, in the face of absolute suppression of strength, all of your struggles are in vain!" Ma Yuan turned around and said to Lin Yao proudly.
As soon as he finished speaking, Ma Yuan's mind moved, and the Dark Mace Golden Bee Gu, which was fed by his essence and blood, rushed towards the Lin family cultivators on the field and Lin He, who was temporarily unable to mobilize his spiritual power.
Kill this old man first to avoid any more trouble.
Just at this moment, red light appeared and a scarlet fire snake appeared out of thin air, spitting out tongues of fire. It flashed and flew towards Ma Yuan's dark mace golden bee Gu.
Sizzle, sizzle—
A sharp burning sound was heard.
Although the Dark Mace Golden Bee Gu is an offensive Gu and its shell has certain defensive capabilities, the attack power of the Fire Snake is too amazing.
More than half of the dark-gold bee poison that Ma Yuan had carefully raised and stored for many years was roasted by the fire snake in an instant. It turned black all over and fell to the ground like a piece of charcoal.
"How is this possible?!" Ma Yuan's pupils shrank, and his expression was full of disbelief.
