After being jilted by the saintess at the beginning, why is she crying?

Lin Fengmian saw the other person's crazed expression.

I couldn't help but recall the words Master Yunhe had instructed me before I came—

In the secret realm, try to avoid fighting against disciples of the Spirit Control Sect.

The Yuling Sect is located in the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range, south of the Zhao Kingdom.

The Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range is a sacred place for demonic beasts.

In the core area, there are even many third-tier demon kings each occupying their own territory.

Even ordinary Core Formation cultivators wouldn't dare to trespass.

And beast tides occur there from time to time.

Therefore, the disciples of the Spirit Control Sect are the strongest in combat among the three major sects.

However, those who spend their days fighting monsters are often bloodthirsty and fight without regard for their lives.

Zhao Yun'er gritted her teeth and desperately urged her movements, her figure swaying like a withered leaf in the wind, narrowly dodging attacks time and time again.

She was both angry and anxious.

We're almost there! Almost there!

But she never expected that she would encounter this group of lunatics from the Yuling Sect at the last moment!

"Senior Brother, we should head to the core area; the sect still has a mission to complete..."

Another disciple of the Yuling Sect whispered a reminder.

Upon hearing this, the young man's smile faded slightly, and a hint of impatience flashed in his eyes.

"Alright, alright, I got it!"

He took a deep breath, his gaze falling on the disheveled figure fleeing ahead, a cruel smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

"Okay, I've had enough fun."

He slowly raised his longbow, drawing the bowstring taut.

Three arrows of spiritual energy simultaneously materialized on the bowstring, their tips aimed at Zhao Yun'er's back.

"You should die too."

As soon as he finished speaking, three arrows shot out simultaneously!

The arrow pierced the air with a sharp whistling sound, sealing off all of Zhao Yun'er's escape routes!

Even more terrifying was that those three arrows were faintly emanating a chilling pressure!

That was... murderous intent!

The killing intent solidified into reality!

Zhao Yun'er tried to dodge, but found that her body seemed to be locked onto by that killing intent.

His limbs were stiff and he couldn't move!

How could this be...?

Her beautiful eyes were filled with terror as she watched helplessly as the three arrows drew ever closer and closer...

Am I... going to die?

She slowly closed her eyes.

"call out--!"

A clear, melodious sword cry suddenly rang out!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Three loud bangs, deafeningly loud!

Zhao Yun'er suddenly opened her eyes!

Three flying swords were seen circling around him.

A spiritual light flowed across the sword, deflecting all three arrows!

The sword light exploded, and the air surged, causing her clothes to flutter.

She recognized the three flying swords.

That is……

Lin Fengmian's sword!

A surge of indescribable emotion welled up in Zhao Yun'er's heart, and her eyes even stung slightly.

"Who dares to hurt my junior sister... uh, junior brother!"

A familiar voice came from afar, carrying a hint of mockery and arrogance.

Zhao Yun'er turned her head and saw a figure in a green robe slowly walking out of the woods.

A cynical smile played at the corners of his mouth.

It was Lin Fengmian.

"hehe."

Lin Fengmian chuckled lightly, and in a flash, he appeared beside Zhao Yun'er.

He caught her swaying body.

What a great speed!

"Yun'er, are you alright?"

He looked down at her, his eyes filled with concern.

Zhao Yun'er felt a lump in her throat as he looked at her like that.

A feeling of grievance welled up inside me, and I almost burst into tears.

She had never suffered like this before.

Being hunted down and on the verge of death, the despair and fear almost overwhelmed her.

But this person appeared at that moment.

"I...I'm fine..."

Her voice trembled, but she forced herself not to cry.

Looking at her like this, Lin Fengmian felt a sudden softening in his heart.

This little girl is quite stubborn.

"Where did this scumbag come from! State your name!"

A loud shout rang out, interrupting their eye contact.

Lin Fengmian looked up and saw the young man from the Yuling Sect riding on the back of a demonic beast.

Looking down at me from above, his eyes were full of violence and displeasure.

The thought of his prey being snatched away fueled his burning anger.

Upon hearing this, Lin Fengmian remained calm and composed, a faint smile playing on his lips.

"I am?"

He paused, his gaze sweeping over Zhao Yun'er beside him, then suddenly straightened his back, his tone arrogant:

"The Number One Sword of the Hehuan Sect!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yun'er couldn't help but roll her eyes at him.

What time is it? Stop being so sarcastic!

What, the number one swordsman of the Hehuan Sect? How come she's never heard of it before?

The young man from the Spirit Control Sect was also taken aback, then burst into laughter:

"Hahaha! The number one swordsman of the Hehuan Sect? How come I've never heard of such a person?"

His laughter ceased, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes:

"Since you're courting death, then I'll grant your wish!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he drew his longbow taut and fired an arrow!

The arrow pierced the air, carrying a sharp killing intent, heading straight for Lin Fengmian's face!

Lin Fengmian neither dodged nor avoided, but simply raised his hand and pointed.

"go!"

The Little Heavenly Gang Sword responded instantly, tracing a mysterious trajectory in the air. Its blade spun, transforming into a sword flower, effortlessly catching and flicking away the arrow—

"call out!"

The arrow was flung away and embedded itself in a nearby boulder, exploding with a "bang" and sending fragments flying.

The young man's pupils contracted slightly.

That move... was pretty impressive!

But before he could react, Lin Fengmian changed his hand seals again!

"go!"

The Golden Edge Sword was suddenly drawn, its blade gleaming with golden light and carrying an incomparably sharp edge, aiming straight for the young man's face!

Wherever the sword passed, the air was torn apart, emitting a piercing shriek!

At the same time, the Shadow Sword silently disappeared into the void, circling around the young man's back without a sound!

The two swords were drawn simultaneously, one bright and one dark, their coordination was seamless!

The young man's expression changed slightly, but he quickly regained his composure.

A mocking smile curled at the corner of his lips.

The Yuling Sect disciple who had been silent suddenly stepped forward, holding up an ancient shield in his hand.

The shield was shaped like a Bagua (Eight Trigrams), with mysterious runes engraved on its edges. As soon as it appeared, it grew in the wind and instantly transformed into a giant shield about ten feet in diameter, which stood in front of the two of them!

"Bang--!"

The golden sword slammed into the shield, producing a deafening roar!

The sword light exploded, and the air surged!

But the shield remained unmoved, firmly blocking the attack!

Even more strangely, ripples suddenly appeared on the surface of the shield.

The Bagua pattern dispersed, transforming into numerous small shields that began to rotate rapidly around it!

"Clang clang clang—!"

The Shadow Sword emerged from the void, but it was blocked by the rotating small shields one by one, unable to advance an inch!

Upon seeing this, the young man looked up and laughed loudly.

"Hahaha! Your sword is no good!"

Before his laughter subsided, he drew his longbow to its full draw once more, and an arrow materialized, its tip pointing directly at Lin Fengmian!

"Go to hell!"

"call out--!"

The arrow shot through the air, carrying a sharp killing intent!

Lin Fengmian's expression changed, and he quickly made a hand seal, causing the three flying swords to withdraw simultaneously and intertwine into a sword net in front of him!

"Bang!"

The arrows struck the sword net and exploded into a shower of brilliant light!

Lin Fengmian groaned, staggered back several steps, and felt his blood and qi surge.

Damn it, how are we supposed to fight like this?