Evil Master and Disciple

Chapter 958 Lin Yi dies and the sword changes hands

This was an encounter without suspense.

The spiritual power of the Red Scale Divine Sword is comparable to Ye Feng's Purple Lightning and Blue Frost.

Although Lin Yi's cultivation level is slightly higher than Ye Feng's, Ye Feng has certain attainments in the Red Sun Heart Thunder and the first of the Three Swords of God Slaying, Dawn Breaking.

Lin Yi, holding the Red Scale Sword, is at most as powerful as Ye Feng.

Even with a magic sword in hand, one can only barely increase combat power by one level, that is, the Divine Silence Realm.

However, among the thirteen people who surrounded Lin Yi, except Miao Xiaorou who was at the Guiyuan realm, the other twelve were at least at the Shenji realm.

If a real fight breaks out, Lin Yi, with the help of the Red Scale Sword, will probably only be able to fight Liu Changyuan to a draw.

Tens of thousands of air swords of different colors shot towards Lin Yi like an overwhelming force.

Lin Yi looked at the swords of energy all over the sky and the ground, and he was a little dazed.

He naively thought that these people would abide by some code of conduct and fight him one-on-one.

He really didn't expect that thirteen people would attack him together.

At this moment, Lin Yi suddenly understood one thing.

This is not a fight in the ring.

This is a life-and-death struggle.

Who would fight the enemy alone when they have the upper hand?

Lin Yi roared angrily and poured all his true energy into the Red Scale Divine Sword.

A raging flame burst out from the Red Scale Divine Sword.

At the same time, he quickly set up a flame defense sword circle around his body.

The air swords covered the sky and the ground like locusts and a rainstorm, making sharp and piercing sounds as they broke through the air and shot into the flame defense circle.

The spiritual power of the Red Scale Sword was indeed extraordinary. Lin Yi actually blocked the wave of sword attacks launched by everyone.

But that doesn't matter.

The swords of energy in the sky are endless.

What's more, four black-clad masters have already activated the Heavenly Sword Style.

Soon, several huge air swords appeared in the sky.

Lin Yi's defensive sword circle lasted less than twenty breaths before it collapsed in the outside world.

Countless swords of energy quickly passed through his body.

Lin Yi screamed and fell from mid-air.

The falling process did not prevent the Qi sword from penetrating his body.

In the end, Lin Yi fell heavily on the thick snow.

There were only seventy or eighty blood holes all over his body, his eyes gradually lost their luster, and the Red Scale Sword in his hand also slowly lost its luster.

Miao Xiaorou looked at Lin Yi, who was dying and covered in blood, with a look of pity in her eyes.

No matter what, she and Lin Yi have had a very good relationship over the past twenty years.

Miao Xiaorou sighed softly, "Lin Yi, Master didn't kill you. You could have been a free and easy prince, living a life of wealth and honor. Why can't you figure it out?"

Lin Yi wanted to speak, but blood kept flowing out of his mouth.

In the end, he could only slowly turn his head and look to the west.

The sun has set.

The half-day red spots on Fu Jinghong, Ye Feng and Hong Jiu have already broken out.

Thinking of this, a satisfied smile seemed to appear on the corner of Lin Yi's mouth.

He wanted to drag a few people down with him until his death.

However, the next moment, Lin Yi's eyes showed shock.

Because standing in front of him was his second senior brother Fu Jinghong.

Lin Yi was shocked at first, and then he felt ecstatic.

He always regretted that he could not see with his own eyes the tragic condition of Fu Jinghong and others who were poisoned.

It was worth it to be able to see Fu Jinghong take effect of the poison before I died!

Fu Jinghong looked at Lin Yi with a half-smile and said, "Lin Yi, you seem very happy. Are you waiting for the half-day red poison in my body to take effect?"

When Lin Yi heard the three words "Banrihong" coming out of Fu Jinghong's mouth, his body suddenly trembled violently.

Blood continued to flow out of the mouth and nose.

He couldn't utter a word and could only stare at Fu Jinghong with a vicious look.

He knew that he was defeated miserably today.

Since Fu Jinghong mentioned Banrihong, it means that Fu Jinghong had already known about his plan.

It is naturally impossible for him to be poisoned.

Even if you are poisoned, the poison can be neutralized half a day before it takes effect.

Fu Jinghong squatted down and shook his head, saying, "In fact, your fate was sealed the moment you stole the Scarlet Scale Divine Sword from the palace.

The Scarlet Scale Divine Sword is a blood-refined magical weapon. Unless the previous owner dies, no one else will be able to refine and control the sword, even if they obtain it."

Lin Yi seemed to have a last burst of energy, and said hoarsely: "You...you are doing this for...the Scarlet Scale Divine Sword..."

Fu Jinghong said, "Killing you is one of my missions in Beijing this time. As for the Scarlet Scale Sword, I only found out about it after arriving in Beijing. My master told me to bring it back to Yunhai Sect."

As he spoke, Fu Jinghong reached out to take the Red Scale Sword.

Lin Yi's bloody hand was tightly gripping Chi Lin's hilt, and Fu Jinghong was too lazy to force his hand open.

Fu Jinghong just tapped Lin Yi's right arm casually, and with a click, the bones of Lin Yi's entire right arm were broken.

Fu Jinghong easily got the Red Scale Sword.

He grabbed some snow, took out a cloth, and gently wiped the blood off the hilt of the Red Scale Sword.

At this moment, Fu Jinghong's eyes lit up.

"Chi Lin, the peerless divine sword ranked fifth among the ten ancient divine weapons, the most powerful fire-type divine weapon in human history, now belongs to our Yunhai Sect!

With the help of this sword, I believe the Yunhai Sect's strength will reach a new level."

The Scarlet Scale Sword seemed to be filled with magical power.

Lin Yi is crazy about this sword, and so is Fu Jinghong.

Miao Xiaorou, Liu Changyuan and others looked at each other in surprise after hearing Fu Jinghong's words.

Only at this moment did they realize that the sword in Lin Yi's hand was of such a great origin.

It turned out to be the legendary Red Scale Sword.

Miao Xiaorou looked at Lin Yi struggling in the snow and asked, "What should we do with Lin Yi?"

Liu Changyuan said: "He will definitely not survive this injury. We don't need to do anything. He will die on his own."

Fu Jinghong shook his head and said, "No, no, no, we are brothers after all, let's give him a quick death."

Liu Changyuan nodded and was about to step forward to kill Lin Yi completely, but at this time, Miao Xiaorou grabbed Liu Changyuan's arm.

"Brother Liu, let me do it."

Liu Changyuan glanced at Miao Xiaorou, said nothing, and just took a step back.

Miao Xiaorou walked up to Lin Yi and was about to stab him with Lingxi Divine Sword when suddenly, a disciple said, "Jinghong, there are cultivators coming this way. They should be coming for us."

Hearing this, Lin Yi felt hope rekindled in his heart.

I thought it was the Lord who came to save me.

However, the next moment, his hope was completely shattered by Miao Xiaorou's sword.

When Miao Xiaorou heard that a cultivator was coming, she was worried that he was also here for Lin Yi.

Although Lin Yi was seriously injured at the moment, if he received treatment, he might be able to be saved with his cultivation level.

With a flash of cold light, Miao Xiaorou raised her sword and swung it down, and the Lingxi sword pierced through Lin Yi's heart.

Miao Xiaorou released her true strength, and the spiritual power of the magic sword instantly destroyed Lin Yi's eight extraordinary meridians and destroyed Lin Yi's internal organs.

Lin Yi groaned, and his eyes quickly lost their luster, as if a candle had been extinguished.

His head tilted limply.