Volume 2 Rashomon of Yomi Hirasaka Chapter 12: Unstoppable
“…”
There is absolutely no way this guy can win.
It is a feeling that is hard to describe. This inexplicable feeling of palpitations and panic is spreading in the hearts of all practitioners.
The enemy was just one person, and there were many of them on their side, and they also had supernatural powers, so a sneak attack would not kill more than a few people and they would be captured. But for some reason, no one attacked the slender and pale figure in front of them.
An inexplicable, strange intuition made them stop their attack. It was as if something had interfered with their essence. They were clearly in Hirasaka, covered by countless layers of barriers, and clearly in the thick fog of the home battle, but for some reason, looking at that man standing there, they felt a chill that penetrated their bones, a chill that seemed to freeze them to death.
If they were simply going to die if they attacked, the people present were all cultivators with firm minds and would never be entangled by such false terror. But what really made people feel terrified was that it was not simply a threat to their lives, but a higher level of contempt for the essence of their souls. It was as if the person in front of them was no longer a human being, but just something covered in human skin, a shell driven by something. The spiritual entity wrapped under this shell was the object of their fear.
So they got scared. It was clearly dozens of people surrounding two people, but it felt like one person was surrounding dozens of people.
"What's wrong? Why aren't you talking? Please don't be silent, it's so cold on the hillside."
Looking at those practitioners, Li Lin took a step forward.
An inexplicable sense of danger made all the monks' hair stand on end, and they subconsciously took several steps back.
Later, when they looked at each other 's synchronized footsteps, they realized how cowardly they had just acted. Then, under the influence of a strong sense of shame, they reluctantly took a few steps forward and continued to stand where they were.
However, no matter how you look at it, they have retreated two steps further than they did at the beginning. However, Li Lin was too lazy to point out such a small matter. He just casually pulled out two ordinary-looking glass bottle daggers from the player space again and kept playing with them in his hands. The light and shadow flashing from the tip of the dagger made the monks' faces look even uglier.
"Aren't you going to stop me and talk to me about reason? Now that I'm here, where's your reason?"
“…”
The monks looked at each other, and all felt that there seemed to be something wrong with their condition.
They practice diligently on a daily basis and have indeed reached a certain level of cultivation. Although they have not reached the level of flying and hiding in the ground, they still have no problem beating up a few people.
But why did he feel so scared when facing this guy who didn't look too strong and just killed two people with props? Was it because of some reasons, or was it because there was something wrong with his own practice, which allowed someone to take advantage of him?
But before this group of people could figure out what was happening, Li Lin showed a somewhat puzzled expression, suddenly pulled out something, and threw it hard at the group of monks.
"Then take it. This thing is extraordinary."
“Run!”
You should never take anything thrown by someone with that kind of expression!
Those monks who had been relatively calm suddenly screamed and crawled away from the place where the projectile was going to land.
But it seemed that because the essence was not too big, the mountain wind blew and the thrown object fell down before it flew far. The monks who had just fallen into panic finally came to their senses and looked carefully at the object thrown on the ground, with expressions of shame and anger on their faces.
"Look how scared you are. It's just a candy ball."
Can you still be killed by sugar balls?
Looking at the monks who were startled and then breathed a sigh of relief, the smile on Li Lin's face gradually became distorted and evil.
In the slightly confused or horrified eyes of many monks, the young man looked at the practitioners who gradually formed a circle, and showed a malicious smile to the confused monks. Then he stretched out his hands and clapped them.
The next moment, an indescribable existence suddenly emerged from space. It passed through a space that was difficult . The figures standing around the sugar ball disappeared instantly. It was as if they were erased by some terrifying existence. The monk standing next to them fainted on the ground with his eyes rolled back. He was knocked unconscious by the terrible mental shock from the edge.
“…”
That's enough.
It's this inexplicable thing again.
Looking at the lawn where there were a few monks just now, the cold sweat became more and more dense.
They swore that everyone was covered with various kinds of defenses, and their bodies and spirits were definitely as strong as ten ordinary people. But just like the ray of light that flashed in Lingfang Bookstore at the beginning, it was just something that flashed and disappeared, and then several people disappeared quietly.
This time it was even more exaggerated. Only people disappeared, and even the grass on the ground did not change at all. The dew on it still reflected the panicked expressions of the monks. Those monks who should have achieved success in their cultivation were now like helpless children, staring at each other, suppressed by some powerful spirit, and did not dare to attack the crazy and terrifying figure in front of them. They could only sit and wait for death.
Finally, someone couldn't stand this one-sided death anymore, so he stepped out and looked at Li Lin and asked in a low voice:
"You, what are you going to do?"
"Let this little girl perform a ghost marriage with me and my companions. I plan to go on a mission."
"But that's impossible! Ghost marriages have always been a serious ceremony. Only women who want to have a ghost marriage can--"
"You can raise any opinions you have."
“…No, no more.”
"Thank you very much."
This state is really useful.
It's just like domineering, as long as it is activated, it can intimidate the weak.
Looking at the nostalgic Crazy Blood that had been activated on the status panel, Li Lin licked his lips and showed a satisfied expression.
