noffsinger Chapter 465 Sister Qingyao, here I come!
Chapter 465 Sister Qingyao, here I come!
The Qingfu Sword pierced the iron armor, sending up a string of sparks, but it only caused the monster to pause for a moment.
Lin Qingyao kept dodging the monster's attacks, looking for opportunities to counterattack, but the loss of physical strength made her movements gradually slow down, and she was almost hit by the monster several times.
She felt her consciousness becoming a little blurry, as if there was a voice in her head constantly urging her to completely release the demonic energy and fall into demonization.
Lin Qingyao forced herself to keep her mind focused, biting her lips tightly, trying to keep herself awake and continue fighting.
Just when she was about to collapse and felt that she was about to lose consciousness, suddenly, a stick stretched out and hit the monster's head accurately like a snake emerging from a hole.
The stick was so powerful that the monster was knocked back repeatedly. There was even a shallow dent on its head, and it roared in pain.
Lin Qingyao was delighted and turned around with difficulty, only to see that Lin Feihong had woken up.
Lin Feihong shook his still dizzy head, looked at Lin Qingyao's frail appearance, and said distressedly: "Sister Qingyao, you take a rest first and regulate your breathing! I'll do it!"
After he finished speaking, he quickly formed seals with his hands and chanted a spell, changing the freedom stick back to its normal size. Then, holding the freedom stick, he leaped towards the monster.
Lin Feihong was agile. He flipped several times in the air and came in front of the monster. He smashed the free stick in his hand towards the monster, causing a gust of wind.
The monster raised its claws to resist, and the two collided with a loud bang. The powerful impact made Lin Feihong's arm numb slightly, but he did not retreat. He immediately launched a series of fierce stick techniques. The free stick in his hand was like a dragon emerging from the sea, flying up and down. Each blow carried great power and attacked the monster's vital parts.
At the same time, Lin Feihong kept chanting spells, and from time to time, pale yellow light flashed on the freedom stick. Wherever the light went, it seemed to carry a strange power that could temporarily suppress the evil aura of the monster.
But this monster was too ferocious. Although it was a little embarrassed by Lin Feihong's attack, it continued to fight back. Its sharp claws almost scratched Lin Feihong several times, and the flames and black air spewing from its mouth also forced Lin Feihong to be careful to avoid them at all times.
Not long after, Lin Feihong was accidentally hit by the monster's tail. He flew backwards like a kite with a broken string and fell heavily to the ground with a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.
"Feihong!" Lin Qingyao was extremely anxious when she saw this. She didn't care that she hadn't fully recovered yet. She jumped over with the Qingfu Sword in hand, helped Lin Feihong up, and asked with concern: "How are you?"
Lin Feihong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and forced a smile: "Sister Qingyao, I'm fine, it's just that this monster is too powerful, you have to be careful."
Lin Qingyao glanced at him distressedly, then turned to look at the monster, her eyes full of anger, and said, "You go and rest first, I'll deal with it."
Lin Feihong knew that if he continued to fight in his current state, he would only be a burden to Lin Qingyao, so he nodded, stepped aside and began to regulate his breathing and recover.
Leng Xie laughed upon seeing this, his laughter filled with mockery, and said, "You're actually using a round-robin system. So, what are you going to do?"
After he finished speaking, he clasped his hands together again and chanted a strange spell. The temperature around him suddenly dropped and an eerie chill spread.
As the spell fell, a red-clothed ghost appeared out of thin air.
The red-clothed ghost had a hideous face, his complexion was as pale as paper, his eye sockets were dark and without pupils, but it was filled with endless hatred.
She was wearing a tattered red dress that seemed to have been soaked in blood and exuded a pungent smell of blood.
His long hair was draped messily in front of his body, covering most of his face. From time to time, blood dripped from his hair, making a "tick-tick" sound on the ground, which was creepy.
After the red-clothed ghost appeared, it let out a sharp cry, which seemed to be able to penetrate people's eardrums and cause severe pain in their heads.
She flashed and pounced towards Lin Qingyao, stretching out her hands. Her nails became long and pointed, flashing with cold light, like ten sharp blades, grabbing towards Lin Qingyao's face.
Lin Qingyao frowned and waved the Qingfu Sword to meet the attack. The evil energy on the sword collided with the resentment of the red-clothed ghost, making a crackling sound, as if electric current was running through the air.
Lin Qingyao took an unconventional approach with her sword, cleverly avoiding the red-clothed ghost's nails and slashing at her arm, trying to cut off her attack first.
But the red-clothed ghost was extremely agile. He dodged Lin Qingyao's attack easily with a flash of his body, then suddenly appeared behind Lin Qingyao, opened his bloody mouth, and bit towards her neck.
Lin Qingyao felt the movement behind her and was startled. She had no time to turn around, so she could only stab the Qingfu Sword backwards and lean forward at the same time, narrowly avoiding the fatal blow.
Just as Lin Qingyao was struggling with the red-clothed ghost, the monster took the opportunity to pounce on her, attacking her from both sides.
Lin Qingyao was under increased pressure at this time. She had to guard against the strange attacks of the red-clothed ghost, and also pay attention to the powerful physical attacks of the monster. She was overwhelmed for a while, and several wounds were scratched on her body by the monster's claws, and her clothes were stained with blood.
Lin Qingyao gritted her teeth and forced herself to keep steady. She knew she couldn't panic now. Once she lost her composure, it would be really dangerous.
She concentrated her mind and divided the remaining demonic energy in her body into two streams, pouring them into the Qingfu Sword and her own feet respectively.
The light of the Green Talisman Sword became brighter, and her figure became more flexible. She seemed to be stepping on the wind as she quickly shuttled between the monsters and the red-clothed ghost, trying to find the flaws of both and defeat them one by one.
She seized the opportunity and rushed towards the red-clothed evil spirit, waving the Qingfu Sword in her hand, creating sword flowers. Those sword flowers enveloped the red-clothed evil spirit like substance, forming a sword net.
The red-clothed ghost seemed to sense danger and wanted to hide, but found that he was surrounded by sword nets and had no way to escape.
She let out a shrill scream and was hit by the sword net. Her red clothes were torn in many places, wisps of black smoke came out, and her figure became a little illusory. It was obvious that she had suffered considerable damage.
But before Lin Qingyao could catch her breath, the monster's huge body pounced on her again, and its huge claws slapped her hard.
Lin Qingyao quickly turned around and used the Qingfu Sword to resist. With a loud "clang" sound, she felt a numbness in her arm and was shocked back several steps, almost falling to the ground.
Lin Feihong watched from the side, extremely anxious. He wanted to rush over to help immediately, but his injuries had not healed yet. If he rushed over rashly, it would only cause trouble for Lin Qingyao. He could only pray silently in his heart, hoping that Lin Qingyao could hold on.