MF-novel Chapter 1093 Take My Gun
Chapter 1093 Take My Gun
"You stinky girl, prepare to die!" The air waves brought by the bone whip formed a wind blade that could even cut rocks into pieces. I couldn't imagine what the consequences would be if I was hit by it!
Feeling the danger coming from behind, the little witch had no time to look back and tried her best to escape back to the Hunyuan Wuji Palace.
But her speed was still not as fast as Yin Mo Luo's lightning-fast movement. Hearing the sound of air friction coming from behind, the little witch subconsciously turned to the side.
The bone whip hit the ground hard, leaving a gully a hundred meters deep!
Although she dodged the main body of the bone whip, the wind blade brought by the bone whip cut the little witch's back, and blood splashed in the sky.
After crashing into dozens of trees, the little witch finally stopped. She straightened up and stumbled again, spitting out a large mouthful of blood.
At this time, relying on her abnormal regenerative ability, the neat cut surface on her back has begun to close, but the physical injury is only a small part. The little witch's body is being ravaged by the power of Yin Moro's law, and she is completely unable to exert any strength!
There were regular footsteps behind her, like the clock of death, counting down the time for the little witch's life.
"You stinky girl, do you really think I'm as stupid as you? You are a bunch of traitors, not even worthy of licking the shoes of this Saint Son. I will send you to meet your own people right now!"
The burning forest nearby illuminated the darkness in the mist, and the shadow cast by Yin Mo Luo's body slowly enveloped the little witch, as if foreshadowing her fate.
The little witch tried to get up, but she couldn't control her body at all. After trying in vain, she smiled bitterly: "Devil Thirteen, you are so unlucky. In order to avenge you, this princess has even sacrificed herself!"
As she spoke, she could no longer hold back the tears in her eyes, and sadness filled her chest.
Mo Shisan is the most loyal subordinate of Princess Mo Ling. He has worked diligently all his life and followed the little witch through life and death countless times.
Although the two of them were in a master-servant relationship, the little witch had already regarded him as a relative, and a brother.
You can bully others however you want, but if outsiders dare to bully you, you will pay the price!
But such a close confidant who was like a family member died in front of him, and was tortured to death!
The little witch had already listed Yin Moruo as a person who must die, and designed the trap just now in order to avenge Mo Shisan.
Unfortunately, Yin Mo Luo was not only powerful, but also cunning and cautious. He was able to see through this plan.
The footsteps stopped behind her, and the little witch heard a crackling sound. It was Yin Mo Luo raising the bone whip in his hand.
Now, he only needs to swing the weapon in his hand lightly to smash the girl in front of him to pieces!
If nothing unexpected happened, something unexpected would happen. Just when Yin Mo Luo was about to kill the little witch, Qin Yu's voice suddenly came from not far away.
"Yin Mo Luo!"
Yin Mo Luo stopped what he was doing, turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound, only to see a ball of golden flame gathering on the Hunyuan Wuji Palace lying among the broken wood.
"Take this shot from me!"
Qin Yu pulled the lever of the Shura Cannon without hesitation, and the golden flame roared towards Yin Mo Luo.
The fire of the Shura Cannon contained a strong power of law. Yin Mo Luo smelled the danger from it. He did not choose to take it head-on, but retreated.
The little witch, lying on the ground unable to move, looked at the fireball getting closer and closer, feeling the burning heat coming towards her, but there was no panic on her face. She believed in Qin Yu's choice.
Sure enough, in a flash, a space crack appeared behind the little witch, and a pair of powerful hands dragged her in.
By the time the little witch saw the surrounding scene clearly, she had returned to the Hunyuan Heavenly Palace, and Qin Yu rescued her.
"If you have the ability, why didn't you help me when I was being beaten? You made me so miserable now!" The little witch complained, but there was tenderness in her eyes.
While Qin Yu was clearing the remaining power from her body, he said distressedly, "I didn't expect you to use your ultimate move right away, Ling'er. I thought you would delay that guy for a while to buy me some time."
As Qin Yu put force on the little witch's back, a cool breeze suddenly rushed into her body, causing her to spit out blood again and dispel all the remaining energy of Yin Mo Luo.
"How is Ling'er? Are you okay?" Qin Yu asked anxiously
The little witch wiped the blood from her mouth and found that she could move freely. She did not respond to Qin Yu's concern but continued with the previous sentence, chuckling: "I also wanted to delay for a while, but when I saw that guy's face, I thought of Mo Shisan and couldn't help but want to kill him!"
Qin Yu was silent for a moment, and said with determination, "Ling'er, don't worry. I will definitely avenge Senior Thirteen. I will make Yin Mo Luo grind his bones and turn them into ashes!"
"No, that would be too quick a death for him. We need to extract his marrow and refine his soul first, then torture him to death and remove his bones!" the little witch gnashed her teeth and said
The ground shook again. After dodging the Shura cannon, Yinmo Luo returned and attacked the Hunyuan Wuji Palace.
Qin Yu hurried over to operate the Shura Cannon, but this equipment was used to attack enemy starships in large-scale wars. For agile individual warriors, the threat of the Shura Cannon was really limited.
After firing more than a dozen rounds, the spirit stones given by the little witch were burned out, and the large forest outside was blown to pieces, but Yin Mo Luo was unscathed.
Yin Mo Luo saw that there was no movement from the Hunyuan Wuji Palace, and sneered as he began to attack its shield again. Every time the bone whip hit, a crack would be left on the shield.
Qin Yu stood in the hall, his brain working rapidly, thinking about the next countermeasures.
It was impossible to count on helpers at the moment. One of the three Rakshasa puppets he awakened was controlled by Yinmo Luo, and the other two must have been restrained by Hanba and the Rakshasa puppet.
If it drags on, maybe Yin Mo Luo will get reinforcements, because so far, Qin Yu has not seen the other two saints.
So if you want to break the current dilemma, you can only rely on yourself.
If Qin Yu was in a state of complete victory, relying on the Samsara Ruler, he would not be afraid of fighting Yin Mo Luo.
But now the fighting power he can muster is less than half of what it was at its peak, and the little witch is even less than a useless person. It seems that there is no way for her to survive!
"Ling'er, do you have any rare treasures or top-grade elixirs?" Qin Yu suddenly asked
The little witch asked in confusion: "What do you want these for? Are you planning to seize the time to practice now?"
Unexpectedly, Qin Yu really nodded and said, "That's right. For now, the only way I can think of to greatly improve my combat power in a short period of time is to let me break through to the Realm King Realm!"
Qin Yu's words confused the little witch, and she immediately said, "Even if you break through to the Realm King Realm, you may not be able to beat him. He is in the late Realm King Realm, and every small level after the Realm King Realm is very different!"
Qin Yu nodded, "I know, but Ling'er, you forgot one thing. This is the Shura Divine Realm, and the role of 'grade' is far greater than cultivation."
"As long as I can break through the Realm King Realm, I will be able to greatly enhance my control over the Shura Divine Realm. By then, not to mention Yinmo Luo, even Hanba will not be my opponent!"
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