A certain sword soul's infinite journey

He didn't have time to think too much, and hurriedly yelled.

"Our task this time is directly sent by the company's top management, Zuo Youxian! Do you really want to completely offend the company?"

Hearing these words, Lin Yi immediately came back to his senses, and at the same time, he also noticed several figures approaching quickly.

He looked around, with a smile on his face.

"Why... a few helping hands came, so you got tough?"

Before he finished speaking, the wreckage of a puppet suddenly flew out from the forest beside him, and threw it towards Lin Yi, but before he could touch him, he was cut in half by a blue sword without any hindrance. Then it flew past Lin Yi's sides.

咻

The blue sword energy got into the woods unabated.

Lin Yi held the sword in one hand, and looked in the direction of Lin Zi faintly.

"Littering is not a good habit."

boom

Trees collapsed one after another, bringing up waves of smoke and dust.

"..."

The forest over there was silent for a while.

Seeing this, the corner of Zhang Chulan's mouth twitched - wouldn't this scare him away?

"Aren't you coming out to say hello?"

With that said, Lin Yi turned around and gently raised the long sword in his hand.

An uncle in black suddenly came out of the woods, with a slightly embarrassed smile on his face.

"I'm really sorry, I was fighting with that puppet just now, and I didn't pay attention to the direction..."

The corner of Lin Yi's mouth twitched, he didn't pay attention to what the uncle in black said, but looked in another direction.

"Let's come out together..."

As soon as the words fell, a guy holding a pointed gun, stepping on a hot wheel, wearing a hunting silk, and a guy with a universe circle on his arm came out of the forest that Lin Yi was watching...

Nezha?

Lin Yi looked at him in astonishment.

Zhang Chulan's eyes also widened.

"Wang... Wang Zhenqiu?"

"It's me." Wang Zhenqiu glanced at Zhang Chulan, "Don't make a fuss."

Lin Yirao looked at him with interest.

Of course he is not the real Nezha, and all kinds of magic weapons on his body are also made of blue qi. The makeup in the opera is painted on his solemn face, there is a red dot between his eyebrows, and there seems to be something hidden in his golden eyes. A touch of true divine.

"Zhang Chulan, is this person Zuo Youxian you mentioned earlier?"

Wang Zhenqiu stood with a gun, looking at Lin Yi solemnly.

"That's him, the one next to him who punches like the old man in the park is Ma Xianhong..."

Hearing Zhang Chulan's words, Wang Zhenqiu and Clarinet immediately looked at Ma Xianhong who was still moving slowly.

Wang Zhenqiu and Clarinet: "...?"

"I don't know." Zhang Chulan shook her head, "But since he entered this state, Zuo Youxian's attack has no effect on him..."

"Oh?"

Wang Zhenqiu frowned, and then carefully looked at Ma Xianhong's condition.

After looking at it for a while, Wang Zhenqiu shook his head. He claimed to be well-informed, and he grew up learning a variety of arts, but this was the first time he saw this kind of situation that seemed to be stagnant in time.

Lin Yi also glanced at Ma Xianhong, who was still punching, and then at Clarinet, who obviously had more power to speak.

"You two, your target is him... If there is nothing else, then I will take my leave first!"

At this moment, the communicator in Clarinet's arms beeped twice again.

His eyes lit up—two more people arrived!

"Hehe, of course." Clarinet showed a smile on his face, as if everything was negotiable, "As long as you keep the magic trick."

"..."

Lin Yi frowned, looking at the clarinet.

"Uncle, you have so many wounds on your body, do you still want to fight with me again?"

"I can't help it!" Clarinet showed helplessness, "The responsibility lies, isn't it Qiuer~"

Wang Zhenqiu didn't reply, but just drove the Hot Wheels under his feet to approach Lin Yi.

"Oh, I really don't want to offend the company..." Lin Yi sighed quietly, and then showed a cold expression, "Unfortunately, you are blocking my way!"

Wang Zhenqiu and Hei Guan'er's heart tightened when they heard this, and they quickly made preparations to attack.

At this very moment, a girl with long hair disheveled and gray marks on her face suddenly rushed out of the dense forest.

"Sister Bao'er!"

Seeing Feng Baobao's figure, Zhang Chulan yelled quickly, and Hei Guan'er showed a smile on his face.

"Are you going to fight?"

Feng Baobao looked left and right, then looked at Lin Yi, and inadvertently met Lin Yi's eyes.

Suddenly, Feng Baobao froze, and suddenly opened his eyes wide, and then

She turned around and jumped back...

Jumped... go back?

Zhang Chulan's brain suddenly shut down.

Sister Bao'er won't recognize Brother Lin, will she?

Chapter 196

"Sister Bao'er!"

Zhang Chulan yelled and hurriedly chased after him.

The corner of Clarinet's mouth twitched, and he patted his forehead with some headache.

"Damn! I finally know why North China sent an extra person to watch..."

"..." Wang Zhenqiu nodded in agreement.

Lin Yi's heart tightened.

He thought the same as Zhang Chulan... This guy wouldn't really recognize himself, would he?

Is this also recognizable?

Lin Yi felt helpless for a while, but on the surface, he still looked at the two people around him calmly, and spoke lightly.

"You two, now..."

Before the words fell, a burst of violent footsteps came again, and the three looked at the direction of the sound at the same time.

Zhang Chulan, who had just run over, rushed back again, followed closely by Feng Baobao with loose long hair.

"They're all here!"

Zhang Chulan yelled, Feng Baobao also ran behind and nodded.

In the next second, a large group of people wearing low-level protective magic weapons rushed out of the forest in black, and there were countless low-level magical puppets with female appearance on the wings of the crowd.

"Go on!"

"How dare you attack the village!"

"Abolish them!"

Chaotic shouts came from this group of people. These guys, who didn't know their identities before, waved the magic weapon Qi sword in their hands like a lightsaber, and rushed towards everyone in the open space.

"Here it comes again." Clarinet frowned, "It's really like a dog skin plaster..."

Wang Zhenqiu stepped on the hot wheel and killed it.

Hei Guan'er also rushed up, meeting the group of aliens created by the self-cultivation furnace.

Seeing this scene, Feng Baobao was slightly taken aback, then braked, turned around and greeted him.

"Sister Bao'er!"

Zhang Chulan stopped quickly, only to hear Hei Guan'er yelling over there.

"Zhang Chulan, don't worry about anything else, stop these people first!"

"Ah?" Zhang Chulan was confused.

Clarinet shouted impatiently.

"Are you really stupid or are you pretending to be stupid? If you don't stop them, why don't you let them go to the guy behind?"

"In our hands it's useless at best, but in his hands it's different!"

Hearing this, Zhang Chulan was slightly taken aback, and subconsciously glanced back at Lin Yi.

I saw him standing with a sword in his hand, looking at this place with a cold face, obviously ready to make a move.

Zhang Chulan sighed, gritted his teeth and rushed forward.

He knew that Lin Yi would not kill, but these people didn't know!

Worrying that these people will die too much is their normal reaction.

Hei Guan'er, Wang Zhenqiu and Feng Baobao rushed into the crowd, and immediately turned the mob upside down, and countless broken limbs of magical puppets flew all over the sky.

Zhang Chulan followed behind, dealing with the missing stranger and the still moving puppet.

At this time, a burly man rushed out from behind the crowd. It was Jin Yong, one of Biyou Village's top talents.

As soon as he got out of the woods, Jin Yong saw the figure punching himself in the middle of the clearing, his pupils shrank, he stretched out his hand to stop him, and shouted: "Everyone stop!"

This loud shout echoed in the woods, and everyone in Biyou Village couldn't help but stop.

"What happened to Master Jin?"

"Any questions?"

Many people asked.

But when they stopped, it didn't mean that the Shenji Puppet would stop, and it didn't mean that Hei Guan'er and others would stop.

Hei Guan'er tore apart a magic puppet casually, and a whip leg swept on a certain alien who stopped his hand. With a scream, this person was kicked seven or eight meters away by Hei Guan'er, hitting him one after another. Turned over two people.

"Damn! Why are we still beating people after we all stopped!"

"Don't talk about the morals of the rivers and lakes!"

A stranger with a mask shouted angrily.

"Oh! I don't know what it means!"

Hei Guan'er sneered, sideways avoiding the Qi sword, stretched out his hand to clamp the man's wrist, and then

"what!"

The man clutched his wrist and screamed.

Kicking him to the ground, Hei Guan'er rubbed his shoulders and walked slowly towards the crowd with a faint smile on his face.

"Bao'er, Qiu'er, don't hold back too much. We were told not to kill, but we didn't say that we can't kill them. Since these people want to fight so much, then we should hurt them so badly that they will remember... lifetime!"

A faint cold light flashed in Hei Guan'er's eyes, and anyone who looked at him couldn't help but take a step back.

But immediately, these retreating people looked at each other in blank dismay, feeling as if they had been insulted, anger welled up in their hearts, and rushed forward one by one.

"Tsk, it's really not in my character to make people suffer..."