After becoming the villain

Chapter 87 The iron face is willing to protect each other with life (updated for all subscribing book friends)

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Yao Zhihong suddenly laughed wildly, which was completely opposite to his previous cold image.

"...It turns out that you already knew it."

"...Then, Yingran, you have been making false claims with me for so many years. You must be suffering too."

Yao Zhihong was speaking calmly, but his expression suddenly changed, becoming cold and evil.

He combed his long silver hair back with one hand and said -

"However, you don't really think that a black-armored demon puppet can kill me, right?"

"The demon puppet is just a weapon."

Yao Yingran commanded the black-armored demon puppet to attack continuously, and said -

"...And the one who will really kill you in the end will be yourself!"

"Myself?"

Yao Zhihong pretended to be confused, and then, as if he suddenly realized something, he deliberately lengthened his tone and said——

"...Oh oh oh oh, you are trying to say that I have the 'inflammatory disease', right?"

"...Do you really think that I will not know your plan? Do you really think that I will let you take away the Snow Valley Spiritual Stone?"

Yao Zhihong said, the cold smile on his face deepened——

"Leng Er, he has been guarding the Lingshi of Snow Valley for a long time."

"...He has never let me down."

……

Leng Er is Yao Zhihong's most capable general.The sixth level Dzogchen warrior is second only to the Valley Master Yao Zhihong in terms of strength in the entire Medicine King Valley.

He and Leng San are twin brothers. The two depend on each other and were adopted by Yao Zhihong since childhood.

Yao Zhihong treats his subordinates cruelly and harshly. Once someone fails a mission, his fingers will be cut off as punishment.

Sometimes, even if Yao Zhihong was slightly displeased, he would be ordered to cut off his fingers.

First the toes, then the fingers.

Once all twenty fingers are lost, the next moment, the head will be decapitated.

Even Leng San, who is sharp and neat in his work, cannot escape the fate of losing his finger.

But his brother Leng Er has never lost a finger.

Because Leng Er...never fails.

……

Black-armored demon puppet.It is one of the "Five-armored Demon Puppet".

Although he is said to be fearless of swords and axes and to be immortal, there is only one of them. Naturally, it is impossible for him to destroy the world like the "Five-armored Demon Puppet", and it is impossible to easily kill a seventh-level Dzogchen powerful like Yao Zhihong. By.

The black-armored demon puppet is based on Xiao Zichen's physical body and bones, and then added with the evil possessions of various monsters...

For a time, they were fighting against Yao Zhihong, and they were inseparable.

Taking advantage of the break between the two fighting, Yan Wulu immediately came to Jiang Yueling's side on the bluestone table, already held Jiang Yueling in his arms, turned around and was about to leave.

When Yao Zhihong saw this, he felt angry.

For a moment, Yao Zhihong ignored his own safety and directly approached the black-armored demon puppet, piercing a slender silver needle straight between his eyebrows.

The black-armored demon puppet was slightly shaken by this blow.

Yao Zhihong directly knocked him into the air with his palm, and the black armor was shattered by the force of his palm.

In the distance, Yao Yingran was even more jealous. He stepped forward in person and tried to sneak attack Yao Zhihong...

But with the strength of Yao Zhihong, a seventh-level Dzogchen expert, how could a half-hearted warrior like Yao Yingran compare to it?
With a turn and a palm strike, Yao Yingran, who was trying to sneak attack, was knocked away and vomited blood.

……

In the distance, Yan Wulu had already picked up Jiang Yueling along with the red cloth and came to the entrance of the cave corridor.

After struggling to clear Yao Yingran and other obstacles, Yao Zhihong was filled with anger when he saw this.

He didn't expect that the prince of Zhenbei would be so stubborn and stupid!
"Your Highness, do you think you can escape?" Yao Zhihong's voice seemed to echo throughout the cave hall...

The stunner toxin in Yan Wulu's body made his [Tianling Root] reaction slow.

When Yan Wulu felt something in his heart...

That Yao Zhihong has already struck a dense cluster of silver needles!

This time, Yao Zhihong didn't pay attention to hold back, he really wanted Yan Wulu's life!

Yan Wulu was heartbroken...

He turned around suddenly and completely protected Jiang Yueling in his arms, facing the threat of the large silver needle from behind.

Jiang Yueling, who was in Yan Wulu's arms and wrapped in red cloth, his pupils shrank for a moment when he saw what Yan Wulu did.

Of course Jiang Yueling knew what Yan Wulu meant at this moment——

He wanted to use his body to block the attacks from Yao Zhihong.

He wants to... protect me!

Jiang Yueling shed tears, but she was completely unable to control her body to make any movements.

Yan Wulu, on the other hand, had never thought of so much...

He just felt that he had the inner soft armor of a prince.

It is believed that this is the crystallization of the wisdom and hard work of the foundry masters of Zhenbei Palace, and it should be able to block the attack of the opponent's silver needle.

As for protecting Jiang Yueling...

amount……

Yan Wulu's own calf was hit by Yao Zhihong's silver needle toxin, and he could no longer avoid it.

Rather than resisting forcefully with other areas, it would be better to use the inner soft armor of the prince to fight. Isn't this much better?
……

The silver needle broke through the air and struck.

The sounds of silver needles piercing flesh sounded simultaneously.

Yan Wulu was a little surprised at first that his inner soft armor could not block the silver needle even for a moment?

After that, Yan Wulu noticed something was wrong...

He looked back and saw that it was Tiemian who had been unconscious on the ground before!

The latter suddenly appeared behind him and Jiang Yueling at some unknown time, stretched out his hands to expand his body area, and used his body to block the silver needles coming from Yao Zhihong...

The silver needle is extremely fast.

Every time a needle penetrates into it, even if the body is protected by the internal force of the iron face, it will still penetrate seven parts of the flesh.

"Iron face!"

Yan Wulu also shouted out for a moment.

"His Royal Highness, Yue Ling...I..."

"...I...I promised the prince three conditions at the beginning, and now I have fulfilled two of them."

"...It can be regarded as repaying the kindness of the prince and the kindness of the Jiang family."

"...I am not ashamed of myself."

Tie Mian said sadly, his breath was extremely weak.

"...It's just a pity that I have agreed to your third condition, Your Highness, the Crown Prince. So far, I haven't even had a chance to complete it."

Tie Mian murmured, and no one noticed how intimate and disrespectful he was to Jiang Yueling in his previous title...

In the distance, Yao Zhihong had no intention of caring about the fate of the other party.

With a casual palm, he knocked away Yao Yingran who was trying to attack him again. "...If I hadn't kept you useful, you would have been dead long ago."

Yao Zhihong looked calmly at Yao Yingran, who struggled several times and tried to get up, and then uttered these words from his mouth.

The legendary "Medical Saint" Yao Yingran is now like a madman who has lost his mind.

In his mind, scenes of getting along with his mother and father as a child kept emerging.

Now, all he has in mind is revenge...

And this time, it may be his only chance in this life!

Even if he risked his old life, he still wanted to avenge the murder of his father and humiliation of his mother! ! !
Yao Yingran roared with all his strength and struggled to get up.

But as soon as he was halfway up, he was completely knocked down by another palm blow from Yao Zhihong, unable to move...

Yao Zhihong had no intention of continuing to spend too much attention on Yao Yingran.

When he realized that his silver needle was blocked by the guard, Yao Zhihong frowned slightly. He never liked to make multiple moves on something.

But today, he is willing to make an exception...

Yao Zhihong waved his hand.

The dense silver needles formed a formation similar to a curtain of arrow rain, heading straight towards Yan Wulu.

Yan Wulu's pupils shrank for a moment.

The number of silver needle attacks this time was larger than any previous one.

The iron mask in front of Yan Wulu stood proudly without any intention of avoiding him.

The sound of the silver needle rushing into the body sounded again.

Countless silver needles hit Iron Mask's chest, arms, and thighs...even the iron mask on his head could not be spared.

The iron face remains motionless.

His guard uniform was torn, blood flowed from the front of his body, and he turned into a bloody man in an instant.

No one knows how Iron Mask managed to remain standing under such a powerful internal force attack.

Yao Zhihong kept waving his hands in succession, attacking wave after wave without any sign of ending...

Countless silver needles were all shot into the Iron Face in a very short period of time.

Even the iron mask has dense silver needles inserted into the face.

On the stone bricks of the temple around the iron face, there are nearly a hundred silver needles on each stone brick...

These are just a few silver needles that Yao Zhihong slightly missed during this period of time...

And the number of silver needles that penetrated the Iron Mask's body was even more terrifying.

Finally, Yao Zhihong stopped the silver needle attack.

And he has already slowly walked up to Tie Mian...

Passed by Iron Mask.

Yao Zhihong didn't even make a move.

Tiemian had already fallen straight on his back... He was already covered in blood, his skin and flesh were turned out, his breath was cut off, and he was lifeless.

"Your Highness, there is no need for you to be too sad..."

Yao Zhihong walked directly past Tie Mian who fell to the ground, and headed towards where Yan Wulu and Jiang Yueling were.

Yan Wulu also had a look of surprise and excitement in his eyes. He held the [Emperor Sword] with the blade pointed directly at Yao Zhihong.

But Yao Zhihong just smiled and said——

"...because you will be the one who dies next!",

Yao Zhihong said, and then his figure became illusory. The next step was to appear in front of Yan Wulu, knocking the sword away from the opponent's hand with his fingers.

It was only at this time that he discovered that the opponent's internal strength had already been exhausted, and the aura he showed before was just a fake...

Yao Zhihong raised his palm, and the internal energy in his palm gathered and contained black poison...

Yao Zhihong no longer wanted to waste time.

He even admires this prince, but that doesn't stop him from killing him directly now!
As long as the "inflammatory disease" in the body can be relieved, even if it offends Zhenbei Palace, what will happen?

"Yao Zhihong, stop it!"

……
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Currently available information——

Yan Wulu originally asked for three conditions from Ye Changtian:
1. Anonymous.Especially not letting Jiang Yueling know.

2. Protect each other with life.Don't hesitate to use your life to protect the safety of your son.

3. Yan Wulu didn’t think about it well at the time and decided to mention it later when he thought about it.Before that, he asked Ye Changtian to stay alive until he came up with the third condition and completed it before he could die.

(End of this chapter)