Beauty and the Bodyguard

  Chapter 10679

  Hundred Style Sword Festival!

   These dozens of forces seemed to have sensed something was wrong, and wanted to flee immediately, but it was too late.

  Purely speaking of aggressiveness, the Hundred Styles of Sword Sacrifice is far inferior to the second style of Sword Sacrifice, Jianshang, but in terms of attack range, almost no moves can match it.

  Where Lin Yi is located, within a radius of tens of miles, unless he escapes into the void, there is no place that can escape the beheading of the Baishi Sword Festival.

  Accompanied by a howl of misery, these dozens of forces turned into human forms one after another.

  The figure is taller than ordinary humans, with slender limbs and strong aura. His face is painted with a terrifying mask of blue-faced fangs, and his skin shows a light blue layer against the blood underneath. He is a master of the spirit race!

  However, because of the different power systems, their aura is completely different from that of human practitioners.

   is more subtle and less noticeable.

   Judging from the strength of their strength, these spiritual masters are roughly equivalent to the yellow rank Dzogchen Venerable among humans.

But because they are born with the talent of concealing their own sense of existence, plus they can completely integrate themselves into the power, and they have no substance when attacking. In comparison, they are actually far more difficult than ordinary yellow-rank Dzogchen venerables. Much, much harder to deal with.

  At this moment, these spirit clan masters endured the Hundred Styles Sword Sacrifice in a state of strength. Although they were not directly hacked to death, they were all seriously injured.

  Looked at Lin Yi with horror.

  It's not that they haven't dealt with human masters before. In fact, the spirit race has never stopped attacking humans over the years, and they are well aware of the strengths and weaknesses of human cultivators.

  But Lin Yi's strength far exceeded their expectations.

  Lin Yi looked at them: "Can we chat?"

  The spirit clan masters looked at each other, but none of them spoke. Instead, they turned into power again and attacked Lin Yi.

  Lin Yi frowned slightly.

  In this attack, he clearly felt the opponent's will to die!

  Is there such a big hatred?

   It was only the first time we met, so the attack on Lin Yi just now was understandable. After all, I was a human who broke into the territory of the spirit clan. With the hatred between the two clans, it is understandable to be attacked after being discovered.

  But after failing to succeed in one blow, he immediately launched a desperate attack on the premise of knowing that the enemy is strong and we are weak, which really made him unable to understand.

  What is the difference between this kind of behavior and taking the initiative to die?

  Based on the current population base of the Spirit Race, the dozen or so masters of the Spirit Race who are comparable to the Dzogchen Venerables of the Yellow Rank are definitely not dispensable forces.

  Once it is consumed as cannon fodder, it will probably weaken the power of the entire Spirit Race.

"Why bother."

  Lin Yi sighed softly, but he didn't hesitate to make a move, and immediately raised his hand to perform another hundred-style sword sacrifice.

  Although so far, he has not made up his mind to destroy the spirit race, and he still intends to take a good look at it, but he will not let these masters of the spirit race attack him.

  No matter what the reason is, as long as the opponent launches an attack, it is an out-and-out enemy, and Lin Yi will never be lenient.

  The strong cannot be humiliated!

  The group of spirit clan masters had been seriously injured just now, and now facing the overwhelming strangulation of the Hundred Style Sword Festival again, all of them blood splashed into the sky.

  For a while, the scene was very tragic.

   After a while, the spirit masters could no longer maintain the state of incarnation power, like wild geese swept by the rain of arrows, they fell in embarrassment, and their breath became extremely sluggish.

   "Tell me, why did you ambush me here?"

  When Lin Yi said this, the eyelids of all the spiritual masters twitched, and even the ghostly faces with blue faces and fangs couldn't hide their shock.

  With just this reaction, Lin Yi already understood that these masters of the Spirit Race really came after him, even including the abandoned babies of the Spirit Race before, they may have deliberately set up a trap.

  The figure of Mrs. Qing flashed in Lin Yi's mind.

  Although emotionally he doesn't believe Mrs. Qing will betray him, but combined with the other party's previous rather subtle abnormal behavior, he has to seriously consider this possibility.

   Of course, it is not completely sure so far.

  Although Lin Yi's whereabouts are quite secretive, not one or two people know about his coming to deal with the Spirit Race.

  If it is a certain rival giant who wants to use the hands of the Spirit Race to get rid of him, and deliberately informs the Spirit Race in advance to make them sit on the sidelines, the possibility is not only not small, but very high.

  There are two possibilities, Lin Yi naturally prefers the latter.

   After all, he has always had a good impression of Mrs. Qing, and he has helped him a lot when he was in the sea area, and he has always trusted her.

   There is nothing to say when the enemy trips me up, it's a matter of course.

  But if Mrs. Qing really betrayed him, Lin Yi really didn't know how to face her for a while.

   But the news that made Lin Yi quite disturbed was that Mrs. Qing disappeared.

The trip to the extreme island is destined to be dangerous everywhere, so the two have already prepared a plan to lose contact with each other. Lin Yi also specially planted the Yuanshen mark on Mrs. Qing. As long as the distance between the two does not exceed three thousand miles, It must be able to sense the presence of the mark.

  However, at this moment, Lin Yi couldn't sense the Yuanshen mark at all.

   In such a short period of time, it is impossible for Mrs. Qing to travel three thousand miles.

  The only explanation is that Lin Yi's Yuanshen mark was blocked by some means, or even eliminated altogether.

  Lin Yi turned his head and looked at the group of spiritual masters: "I think you all speak human language, so it's boring to pretend."

  The Spirit Race naturally has its own language, but even if these Spirit Race masters are not the strongest group in the Spirit Race, they must be the best.

  Based on the relationship between the Eldar and humans, elites like them must be proficient in human languages, and even include various customs and preferences. This is a compulsory course for them.

  However, although all the masters of the Spirit Race were seriously injured to the point of losing their ability to move, they still did not flinch in the slightest.

  Their eyes looked at Lin Yi, full of grief and indignation, as well as deep-seated hatred.

   "Okay, it's all tough, then I will do it myself."

  Lin Yi didn't have the mind to spend it with them right now, so he immediately used his improved God-searching technique to find the answer by himself.

   It’s just that the physiological structure of the spirit race is different from that of humans. Although they also have the existence of a similar soul, they are not exactly the same as the soul of human practitioners.

  The god-searching technique aimed at human primordial spirits is used on these spiritual masters. It cannot be said that it has no effect at all. The information available is all fragmented fragments that cannot be fully integrated.

  However, even just a few fragments are enough for Lin Yi to learn more about the Spirit Race.

  For example, the residence of the Eldar.

   "Spirit Emperor Hall?"

  (end of this chapter)