Man is in the midst of the mysteries of the spirit, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

However, in Anle's eyes at this moment, the originally unclear and constantly shifting flaws on the purple cloud cover became as clear as could be.

"Break it for me!"

Anle's mind was extremely clear.

Nine magnetic jade needles flew accurately and hit the weak spot.

Click!

With a crisp sound, the purple light completely collapsed.

And for the first time, a look of horror appeared on Wan Yinhua's face.

"How can this be!"

But she reacted quickly, and another shuttle-shaped magic weapon in her hand emitted a cold light and hit the blade in Anle's hand.

"Certainly!"

This time, it was Anle who gave a light shout.

Before Wan Yinhua could feel surprised, a red dress suddenly flashed in her eyes.

The cold seeps into the skin and even the brain.

The soul freezes.

Anle seized the opportunity and swung his knife hard.

But in the fierce battle just now, his physical strength and mind were almost exhausted, and he was suddenly pulled out of the state of emptiness.

This knife actually missed the target.

Only one of Wan Yinhua's arms was cut off, and blood gushed out.

Xiao Xiaohong's shock couldn't last long.

She quickly came to her senses and looked at the weak Anle in front of her. The horror on her face gradually turned into a hideous smile.

"Anle, you deserve to die!"

"But now, what do you have..."

At this moment, a figure jumped out from behind the girl.

A plain blade pierced into Wan Yinhua's back!

laugh!

The girl turned her head away in surprise, her face showing pain.

Then, a ferocious look flashed in his eyes.

She slapped the attacker in the chest with her backhand, like a meteor, making a dull "bang" sound.

The two men fell down one after another.

It all happened so fast that Anle didn't have time to react.

His eyes widened as he suddenly realized something, and his mood slowly sank to the bottom.

Wan Yinhua, who fell to the ground, was not dead yet.

She was foaming at the mouth and staring at Anle.

"Save me! If you save me... I will give you everything..."

"I am the illegitimate daughter of the sect master... Spiritual stones, magical tools, whatever you want... I will give it to you..."

Anle had no intention of talking to her and walked over to her.

Behead with one knife!

The head rolled to the side.

There was still astonishment and confusion on that pretty face, as if she didn't understand why Anle was so unreasonable.

Next to her, Anle saw a familiar face.

It was Lin Shanbai.

Chapter 38 Demonic Cultivation and Elixirs

"Lin Bo!"

Anle ignored the pain in his body and hurried to Lin Shanbai.

"Ahem, I'm fine."

Lin Shanbai coughed twice and his face turned pale, but his eyes were still bright.

He half sat up and pulled out a piece of wood from his chest.

There was a palm print on the wooden board, and it cracked with the slightest touch.

Anle was worried and carefully checked the old hunter's condition.

It was discovered that apart from being a little weak, he was not injured and his life was not in danger.

Anle finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Fatigue, pain and fear only emerged at this moment.

However, the deduced brain has significantly greater tolerance.

Anle's body shook twice, but he did not faint like last time.

He simply sat down next to Lin Shanbai, emptying his mind and breathing heavily.

The battle seemed long, but in fact it took less than five minutes in total.

Anle put almost all his mind and energy into it, squandering all his strength and spiritual power, and most of his muscles were strained or even torn.

Although he dodged most of Wan Yinhua's whip blows with the help of his [Beast Instinct] and deduced memory, he was still hit by two whip shadows on his back, waist and abdomen. The strong wind carried by the whip caused damage to his skin in many places and also caused internal injuries.

The hunting knife that had accompanied Anle for a long time had many cracks on the blade and was basically scrapped, having completed its mission.

But in the end, he won!

If it weren't for the sudden pain in his head, Anle would have laughed out loud to vent his recent frustration and resentment.

Wait until the headache subsides.

Anle recalled Lin Shanbai's actions when he attacked just now, and it seemed that there was some spiritual power hidden in it?

He asked directly: "Uncle Lin, why did you follow me?"

"If I don't come, you will die, right?"

Lin Shanbai smiled and said frankly: "After all, I was a cultivator in the past, so I still have the strength to strike back."

"However, from now on, I am a complete mortal."

His expression was a little gloomy, but also seemed somewhat relieved.

"Uncle Lin..."

Anle was about to speak when he saw Lin Shanbai turn his head and look at him.

"Actually, there's something I've been hiding from you for a long time, and I really have to tell you today."

"When I was young and ignorant, I practiced a magic skill in pursuit of strength. Since then, I have been haunted by evil thoughts, and it seems that there are two of me in my mind."

Lin Shanbai paused, a hint of sadness flashed in his one eye, and continued.

"I killed my wife with my own hands and was expelled from the sect. I came to this village by coincidence and settled down here."

"Then, the monster came."

"I was severely injured by the monster, and only one tenth of my cultivation remained. I was also marked and cannot leave the village."

"Then, I met you."

"Seeing your amazing talent, I became jealous and evil thoughts took over my mind for a while."

Hearing this, Anle's expression changed slightly, and he finally understood.

The demon cultivator in the deduction was none other than Lin Shanbai.

The reason why the evil cultivator only appeared once was not because Bai Shanghai was killed, but because Lin Bo changed his mind.

"At that time, I thought about using your bones and blood to practice martial arts and take away your spiritual power and talent."

"I am teaching you the sword skills and spirit tempering skills to pave the way for this."

Lin Shanbai looked at Anle deeply.

"If you have any grievances, you can kill me with a knife."

Anle shook his head slightly.

Since ancient times, people have judged people by their deeds rather than their intentions.

Not to mention that Lin Shanbai had saved his life many times, in reality, didn't he eventually suppress the evil thoughts in his heart and not attack himself?

Gathering these thoughts, Anle forced himself to stand up and search the corpse for spoils.

"Come on, Uncle Lin, let's go home."

Near the courtyard, the light of torches and low voices of conversation could be faintly heard.

Apparently, the noise from the previous battle had awakened the sleeping villagers, and they were rushing here.

It was only because of the power of Tang Lan and others that he did not dare to get too close.

The first person to break into the courtyard was the village chief of Chenjia Village.

He ran into Anle and his partner who were supporting each other, and his eyes widened in surprise.

"You, you guys?"

Looking at the remaining murderous aura on Anle and the bloodstains on his clothes, it was not difficult for the village chief to guess what they had done.

For a moment, I was so shocked that I couldn't speak, and I watched the two people walk out of the courtyard gate.

After seeing the scene in the courtyard clearly, the village chief was stunned for a long while.

He couldn't help crying: "Good death, good death!"

******

Return to your own courtyard.

Anle's tense nerves relaxed slightly and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

However, he didn't completely relax.

Because the crisis is not over yet.

Killing these immortal cultivators who treated mortals like pigs and dogs might put Chenjia Village in an even more dangerous situation.

No one knows how the monster will react.

Moreover, Anle would not use the lives of other people in the village to exchange for a temporary survival.

If he did that, what would be the difference between him and these immortal cultivators?

At least, An Lexin is not strong enough now to do such a thing.

"Oh right, I should have spared the immortal cultivators' lives and given them to the monsters."

Thinking of this, Anle felt a little regretful.

He didn't think so much during the battle and was only concerned with killing Tang Lan and others as quickly as possible.

However, in that situation, he had no room to hold back.

Who knows if Wan Yinhua has any hidden cards.

To be on the safe side, it is better to kill them all with the last hit.

Anle sighed.

"I don't know how many days it will take for the sect support they mentioned to arrive."

It is really uncomfortable to have your life controlled by a monster.