Chapter 118 I Caught You
Seeing that the four masters' movements were a little slow and they did not increase their strength, He Cen understood that they were worried about him.
He glanced at Jun Chao and the other three and said, "Master, I am fine. Just do your work. We will act separately. Trust me."
Beiqi and his men were still a little undecided. They were too afraid that He Cen would get into an accident. Just as they were about to withdraw their hands, He Cen held their wrists. The little sword spirit shook his head at them with a firm look on his face, "Now that it has come to this, what's the point of retreating?"
It's already been done, are you regretting it now?
The system watched them interact with each other and finally reacted, realizing something was wrong. [Host, this young man is a sword spirit, the Guichuan sword spirit!]
Ouyang Yinyin was stunned. "What did you say?"
[He is Guichuan Sword Spirit! I know, he must have told those capture targets about this. I was wondering why we have made no progress, it is all because of him!]
[Don't be afraid. They won't dare to do anything to you. At the last moment, the sword spirit will definitely help you take the damage. He can't resist the restrictions of the contract.]
These two idiots were simply fools. They started to plan right in front of the five people.
He Cen didn't know whether to be angry or laugh for a moment. He glanced at the tortured Ouyang Yinyin with a cold expression, slowly squatted down, and pulled her hair up, "Injured? You wish."
"During those days, the sword spirit was seriously injured. Did you have any sympathy for him?"
"You selfish, evil devil, you and your system, go to hell together!"
Ouyang Yinyin's pupils suddenly shrank, "Can you hear me?"
He Cen sneered, "Nonsense, you are the only one who is stupid."
At this moment, the female guide didn't have time to think about why the sword spirit had become what it is now. It was obviously not a single person...
Seeing that he was determined, the people from Jun Dynasty no longer held back and just called out "He He" in a gentle voice.
He Cen smiled at the four people and said, "Master, the Dao is ruthless. If something happens, don't feel sad for me. The sky is high and the sea is vast. We will meet again someday."
The situation was so dangerous that there was no point in saying more. The four people from Bei Qi wanted to say something but stopped. The next second they watched He Cen pull out the original body of the Guichuan Sword from Jun Chao's storage ring.
The eyes of the system and the female strategy player lit up at the same time, but He Cen destroyed himself in front of them and crushed the broken Guichuan Spirit Sword into pieces.
The spirit sword disappeared, and the entire cultivation world was filled with the sound of thousands of swords wailing, echoing throughout the valley in an instant.
The system's eyes widened in horror, and it screamed madly inside the capture girl's body, "You're crazy!"
The four people of Jun Chao were also heartbroken and heartbroken. Gui Chuan's sword was broken and He Cen's body was almost riddled with holes in an instant. Countless bloody holes exploded right in front of the four of them.
Seeing the little sword spirit covered in blood and about to fall, the four masters' hands were shaking.
He Cen just calmly wiped the blood from the corner of his lips and waved to the four people.
"Master, please don't be distracted by your disciples."
Jun Chao and the other three wanted to help He Cen solve the system problem, and He Cen would of course accept the favor, so he confidently left the rest to his masters and fought against the destiny.
He wanted to tear the forbidden red string and cut it into pieces. He wanted to restrain all the conspiracies and tricks of the spirit sword and turn them into ashes in the place where the sun shines.
We need all external forces and we must not interfere in other people's lives.
We want these thieves who steal other people's lives to be forever drowned in darkness and never see the light.
Ouyang Yinyin went crazy just now when she saw Guichuan's sword shattered in front of her eyes, "No!!!"
"That's my sword, my sword! What are you doing? Are you crazy? Give me back my sword!!!"
She crawled towards He Cen in the dark like a madman, but was restrained by Jun Chao and the other four. She just fluttered on the spot twice, and it was of no use.
A few drops of cold sweat dripped down He Cen's forehead. His body was already overdrawn. He no longer had the time to pay attention to the expressions of his four masters. Now his whole heart was focused on the red line of the contract.
The female attacker is not the original heroine, and he is not the real sword spirit. The two layers of barriers complement each other, and the opposition is also very clear.
He Cen tried hard to suppress the fishy and sweet taste in his throat, sat down slowly, and relied on his tenacious spiritual power to enter the depths of his sea of consciousness. No one helped him, and there was no external force to rely on. He could only go up with his bare hands, smashing the chains and the cage with one punch at a time.
Because it was a rebellion against the master, the sword spirit was the only one who suffered the damage. As the master's capture girl, apart from being able to feel the binding force of the contract dissipating, she did not show any signs of injury.
But He Cen was spitting out blood mouthful after mouthful in front of everyone. How could the four people from Jun Chao not hate him?
If they don't make matters worse for the female strategist for the time being, can't they fix the system?
Bo Lou's eyes were stained with blood, as if he could not wait even a moment longer. Wen Qing and Bei Qi could no longer suppress their emotions. Only Jun Chao suppressed his lucidity for a moment and groped carefully. After he finally touched the tail of the system's mental power, his eyes burst out with powerful spiritual power and his voice became heavy and suppressed.
"I got you."
After saying that, the four of them attacked together, leaving the system with no way to escape. The four top cultivators in the world of cultivation broke through the external defenses and destroyed all of the system's knowledge.
Four violent spiritual powers rushed forward, entangled tightly, and mercilessly tore the system thing off the capture girl's body.
The electronic system in the brain crackled and produced short-circuit sparks. The exposed core was peeled off bit by bit, and even the energy originally contained in the system was drained away by a few big guys.
Ouyang Yinyin felt as if her scalp was being peeled off with blood. Her mind was in a mess and she lost consciousness due to the pain. The warning sound of the system in her brain exploded, and then it began to malfunction with a crackling sound. Then, it seemed to be getting farther and farther away from her. At a certain moment, it was completely severed and there was no connection at all.
After losing the system, she could no longer hear any sound, and there was no shopping mall panel. Ouyang Yinyin felt all of this in horror, as the system and the sword spirit were slowly disappearing.
She was about to lose everything.
Without support and without a way out, the female attacker's mind seemed to be in a state of confusion. She couldn't accept this fact and went crazy, rolling on the ground crying and laughing.
But those four men were all cold-hearted and heartless. Wen Qing raised his hand and released the golden silk thread, which bound her limbs and neck, forcing the capture girl to maintain a weird and extremely painful posture.
The pain gave her a little clarity, but before she could breathe a sigh of relief, Bei Qi had a few dark and terrifying carnivorous plants in his hands.
"Do you like beauty?"
Ouyang Yinyin's eyes widened, her beautiful eyes filled with physiological tears overflowing from fear. She cried bitterly, "No! Don't! Ahhh——"
The screams continued, and Bei Qi planted those evil flowers on her face with an indifferent expression, allowing the bites to gnaw on her beautiful face that she had taken so good care of.