PDLP Chapter 3805: A Portrait for Protection!
Chapter 3805: A Portrait for Protection!
"Let me get close, and that's your death day!"
The cold voice exploded in the little witch's ears, startling her and bringing her back to her senses.
However, it was too late to react.
In her pupils, a fist was rapidly enlarging.
In an instant, it was right in front of me.
"not good!"
Only one thought flashed through the little witch's mind before the fist slammed into her face.
boom!
Just then, a dazzling light suddenly enveloped the little witch.
A fist slammed into it.
A terrifying surge of energy instantly spread in all directions like a tidal wave.
"Um?!"
Ye Junlin's expression changed as he felt an immense aura fiercely attacking him.
"puff!"
A surge of blood welled up in his chest, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood.
boom!
Ye Junlin's figure plummeted straight down from mid-air and crashed heavily to the ground.
His face had turned somewhat pale!
"what is this?"
Ye Junlin forced himself to stand up, clutching his chest, and stared at the little witch in disbelief.
Just a little bit closer!
Just now, the fist was already on the little witch's face.
Surprisingly, it was blocked!
Moreover, that was definitely not the little witch's own power!
"This is……"
The little witch stood in mid-air, somewhat stunned, staring blankly at the dazzling light surrounding her.
That seemed to be demonic energy.
However, it also seems to be a higher level of existence than demonic energy.
"It must be the Holy Maiden protecting me."
Suddenly, the little witch thought of the portrait, and her heart skipped a beat.
That portrait was given to her personally by the Holy Maiden when she left the Demon Clan, as a memento.
It seems this is not something to be desired.
It's a life-saving treasure!
"You still have treasure on you!"
Ye Junlin took two deep breaths, barely suppressing his churning breath, and stared at the little witch in a low voice.
"Indeed, there is another magical artifact that I myself am unaware of."
The little witch stood in mid-air, nodded slightly, and then looked at Ye Junlin with a complicated expression: "With this magic weapon, you can't hurt me. Why don't you just give up?"
"Anyway, I can't hurt you. Let's each take a step back and things will be fine."
Upon hearing this, Ye Junlin's eyes flashed rapidly.
Take a step back, the sky is brighter.
That’s true!
The key point is that this is the number one genius of the Holy Demon Domain, a true Saint-level expert with unlimited potential.
If we let it leave...
The consequences are unimaginable!
Previously, Ye Junlin sensed the immense fortune here using the Origin of Creation, and it was extremely terrifying; it must have been bestowed upon the Little Witch.
If the little witch has any more adventures in the future...
What if we can't suppress it?
For a moment, Ye Junlin's gaze shifted, and finally he gritted his teeth and said, "We can't compromise. After all, it's just a magic weapon, and it will definitely fail eventually. Let's take another gamble!"
"I refuse to believe that a duck that's already in my hand can fly away!"
Mind this.
Ye Junlin exhaled deeply, and his legs bent slightly again.
A flick of the wrist.
Swish!
The Burial Sky Sword has already appeared.
Sword, the strongest!
"You still want to fight?"
Seeing this, the little witch frowned and stared intently at Ye Junlin: "Have you thought this through? If you force this attack, you might be seriously injured by the recoil!"
"Who knows how many times your magic weapon can protect you?"
Ye Junlin suddenly grinned, revealing a sinister smile: "What if it's only once? Then wouldn't I be able to kill you right now?"
The little witch's expression changed.
To be honest, she didn't know how many times the image of the saint could actually block her.
For a moment, I felt uncertain.
Seeing this, Ye Junlin felt that he must have been right, which was why the little witch had lost her composure.
If that's the case, then let's fight!
"Today, he must be killed!"
Ye Junlin let out a cold shout, stomped his foot hard on the ground, and transformed into a streak of light once again, rushing forward at high speed.
With a flick of his wrist, his arm slashed horizontally.
Swish!
The Burial Sky Sword itself, in Ye Junlin's palm, was extremely sharp, slicing through in an instant.
The sword flashed!
Ye Junlin and the Burial Sky Sword arrived in front of the Little Witch at the same time, their gleaming cold light reflecting off her somewhat pale face.
"Fight!"
The little witch didn't know how many times the portrait could withstand her, so she didn't dare to sit idly by and wait for her death. She immediately circulated her entire body's energy and enveloped herself in front of it.
A defensive line has been formed!
laugh!
With a single slash, the defenses beneath the Burial Sky Sword were instantly and neatly sliced apart, like tofu.
"This is it, we're finished."
Despair instantly filled the little witch's face.
Her defenses were completely ineffective.
boom!
At that moment, a terrifying wave surged directly from the little witch's body.
Ding! !
The terrifying power of the Burial Sky Sword struck the wave, instantly sending up a spark and accompanied by a crisp sound.
Immediately afterwards, a terrifying recoil force swept outwards.
"not good!"
Ye Junlin immediately sensed something, his expression changed drastically, and he quickly began to think.
"Supernatural Power: As Solid as a Rock!"
This supernatural power does not require the activation of energy, since it can be directly applied to the physical body.
hum!
In an instant, a 'turtle shell' radiating a black luster appeared on Ye Junlin's body.
boom!
The force of the impact slammed into the tortoise shell, instantly creating cracks on it.
Whoosh!
Ye Junlin's figure also trembled, and he was sent flying backward in an instant, finally landing heavily on the ground.
This time, there was no vomiting of blood!
His legs were deeply embedded in the ground, and there was a dent in the surface of his chest.
Fortunately, the internal organs were not damaged.
It's just an external injury!
"call……"
After landing, Ye Junlin let out a long breath, his eyes still showing a hint of lingering fear.
"Luckily, I reacted quickly and activated the Rock Solid technique, but even so, I was still injured. The recoil force was truly terrifying!"
"Moreover, it was able to withstand the attacks continuously..."
"I still can't see the little witch activate that magical artifact!"
"Even if one wanted to break its magic weapon, there was no possibility of doing so."
For a moment, Ye Junlin's expression shifted between light and dark, and his eyes kept changing.
"I already told you, don't fight anymore, it won't do you any good."
The little witch was also still shaken, her face pale, but she was now much more at ease.
It seems that the portrait of the saintess can be of great help to me!
"But letting you go back would do me even less good; it would do me even more harm!"
Ye Junlin narrowed his eyes, staring at the little witch: "I'm planning to try it a few more times. Maybe one time, your magic weapon won't work!"
He had already decided that his current solidity was enough to barely withstand the opponent's counterattack.
Take this opportunity and go all out to see if we can break the magic weapon.
If you can't break through her defenses, and realize that you might not be a match for the little witch due to your injuries, then you should leave.
He was determined to run away, but the little witch couldn't catch him.
As for now...
"Continue, slash!!"