Chapter 220: Kill!

"Lu Ran!"

Jiang Ruyi drifted down, kneeling halfway beside Lu Ran, supporting his arm with one hand.

"Ugh." Lu Ran grinned, kneeling on the ground, feeling as if his body was about to fall apart.

What a demon, Thread-Pulling Shadow!

What an Evil Technique, 'Thread-Pulling Garment'!

It was actually this powerful.

As a human, Lu Ran naturally didn't want to see the demon's strength being powerful.

But as the "Garden Master" of the Divine Demon Sculpture Garden, the more terrifying the Thread-Pulling Shadow's strength was, the stronger Lu Ran's servants would be.

In the future, the Ran Sect's power would be even stronger!

There was another point that made Lu Ran secretly feel it was a pity.

That Thread-Pulling Garment was truly too heavy; wearing it would seriously interfere with Lu Ran's speed.

To this day, Lu Ran's combat style had already taken shape, and the core was one word—fast!

Once he wore the Thread-Pulling Garment, Lu Ran would be equivalent to destroying his own Great Wall.

The more he thought about it, the more Lu Ran felt regret in his heart.

Who wouldn't want to wear that bright red long dress and show off their power?

Sure enough, there are only zero times and countless times for cross-dressing.

Ever since he wore the Night Charm Garment, Lu Ran didn't even care about such a feminine, sexy, and revealing red dress...

As long as it could improve combat power!

Why do you care what I'm wearing~

"Are you okay?"

The girl spoke softly, a hint of heartache flashing in the depths of her eyes.

"Lu Xiao Lu Lu." Sun Zhengfang and Wei Long also rushed over, "Where are you injured?"

"Not injured." Lu Ran reached toward the camera not far away, muttering, "It just hurts a little."

The muttering words, mixed with the sound of the drizzling rain, drifted into thousands of households.

It made people feel both amused and heartbroken.

Such words didn't seem like they should come from the mouth of a Heaven's Pride?

Other participating students all tried their best to show their strong and unyielding side.

Yet, in Lu Ran's mouth, a sentence like "it hurts a little" actually popped out?

If Lu Ran had said such words earlier, he probably would have been scolded to pieces!

After all, he was one of the hundred people carefully selected by Great Xia; in a sense, he represented the face of Great Xia.

But Lu Ran had just broken through the gates of hell before saying this, and had forcibly fished his comrade back!

The barrage in the channel was layered, but rarely did anyone have any complaints about Lu Ran.

Instead, there were mostly those who were moved and those who praised him.

"God Ran has true character! Not faking it at all!"

"He says it hurts, but I didn't see him flinch when he broke into Yama's Hall, did I?"

"Looking at it this way, the Thread-Pulling Shadow is much more powerful than the Night Charm; look at how the kid was beaten, bleating like a sheep."

"Saving people and killing enemies are not on the same level of difficulty; how many people controlled by the Thread-Pulling Shadow can survive?"

"This is true! The Red Scarf believer purely picked up a life."

"I'm watching the live stream while kicking my Xiang Xiang Xianyang believer husband; he's been kneeling there crying, just not daring to resist, no backbone at all, it's pissing me off!"

"Lu Ran is someone who respects the Paper Doll! He condescended to join the Xiang Xiang Xianyang Sect; how can he be the same as other trash?"

"If a few more Heaven's Prides come, I'm afraid the ranking of Great Xia's gods will change..."

Lu Ran here had just put on the camera when a burst of energy fluctuation suddenly came from above his head.

Being so close, several teammates also noticed it.

Everyone's bodies tensed up, but they saw a string of Great Xia characters drifting out from the surging energy.

Moon?

Each "Moon" character emitted a glowing white light, like bright moonlight.

Several people breathed a sigh of relief, and except for Sun Zhengfang, they all stepped back, letting this string of "Moon" characters form a circle, surrounding Lu Ran.

Curse Master Divine Technique 'Moonlight Curse'!

This method had extraordinary effects; it could inject life force into the target and accelerate wound healing.

"Thank you, thank you all..."

The Curse Master believer came from afar, tears in her eyes, her words choked with sobs.

Sun Zhengfang pressed one hand on Lu Ran's body, his palm glowing with a soft green light, carefully checking Lu Ran's body:

"Take the two teammates, and we'll send you to the nearest shelter."

"Team Sun!" The Green Parasol believer also rushed over, releasing a large number of branches from his hands, wrapping the unconscious Nu Sha believer and Red Scarf believer.

As Moon-Watchers of Rain Alley City, they naturally knew the superior leaders from Yunshan City.

And the eyes of the two fell on Lu Ran again.

Gratitude, admiration, relief, lingering fear...

It was hard to imagine that such complex and full emotions could appear on a person's face.

Putting oneself in their shoes, before the patrol team arrived, what kind of despair were these people in?

I'm afraid they were really about to be tortured to a mental breakdown by the demon Thread-Pulling Shadow...

"A narrow escape from death, there must be future blessings." Lu Ran looked at the two and said in a deep voice.

"Mm-hmm." The Curse Master female believer nodded repeatedly, covering her eyes with one hand, already crying uncontrollably.

A simple sentence caused the woman's emotions to erupt completely.

People didn't know that this Curse Master female believer and that Red Scarf believer were a couple.

Hot tears spilled from between her fingers; this middle-aged woman looked like a weak child at this moment.

"No time to lose!" Sun Zhengfang withdrew his hand and ordered, "Let's go!"

As the words fell, the six-person group carried the two unconscious wounded and acted quickly.

On the way, Sun Zhengfang said solemnly: "Let's change the tactic!"

Everyone perked up and listened attentively.

Sun Zhengfang spoke very quickly: "Lu Xiao Lu Lu, Little Jiang, you two possess Divine Artifacts; we must make good use of this advantage.

You two let the Divine Artifacts fly into the sky first, let them stay in the air, giving them enough sprinting distance."

"Understood!"

"Understood." Lu Ran and Jiang Ruyi responded simultaneously.

Sun Zhengfang continued: "When we encounter the Thread-Pulling Shadow again, I will immediately summon the Green Parasol tree and release as many branches as possible.

Use a large number of branches to pull the enemy's red threads and form a main battlefield. Da Long!"

"Here!"

"Once my main battlefield opens, you cut in from behind the Thread-Pulling Shadow! Directly activate the Divine Technique 'Blood Sea Chaos' and dismantle her clothes!"

"Understood!"

"You two look for the opportunity, control the Divine Artifacts, and slaughter the Thread-Pulling Shadow." Sun Zhengfang looked at the Lu-Jiang duo again.

A series of orders were issued, orderly and methodical.

Sun Zhengfang demonstrated qualified fighter quality; after experiencing two battles, he formulated a combat plan based on the characteristics of the team members.

And in this plan, Wei Long became a crucial link.

Sun Zhengfang sighed inwardly: If only Da Long had Lu Ran's footwork, he could naturally penetrate deeper into the red thread array more quickly, and the success rate would be higher.

But how can one have both fish and bear's paw?

As an Xiang Xiang Xianyang believer, how could Lu Ran have a soft control technique like 'Blood Sea Chaos'...

Jiang Ruyi suddenly spoke: "I can output continuously.

Attract the red threads from another direction, making the pressure on Brother Wei a little less."

Lu Ran added: "I'll go to the side and shout, ensuring that the Thread-Pulling Shadow's attention is all on me."

The effective defensive distance of the Evil Technique 'Thread-Pulling Garment' was 30 meters, but the offensive distance of the Evil Technique 'Thread-Pulling Thread' was far more than 30 meters!

Lu Ran had just seen the miserable state of the Red Scarf believer being wrapped by red threads and controlled by the demon.

He absolutely couldn't let this happen to Wei Long.

"Good!" As soon as Sun Zhengfang finished speaking, he heard a burst of flute music.

The melodious flute sound, heard in the ears of everyone, was so harsh.

For a time, everyone changed their expressions.

Lu Ran was the same, and his expression was even uglier.

Undoubtedly, there was a Jade Flute believer over there.

On the battlefield, Lu Ran was most afraid of encountering this type of comrade!

The Sixth-Rank God 'Jade Flute', whose sculpture was a male image, dressed in white robes, sleeves fluttering, with a gentle and elegant temperament.

As a stone sculpture, what he held in his hand was a stone flute.

But through the phantom of the god, as well as the name he called himself, everyone knew that the flute was made of a kind of unknown white jade.

The Jade Flute sect was not good at output, but excelled in support.

This harsh flute sound could barely be considered an output technique, capable of disturbing people's minds, and even causing mental confusion.

Being able to force a Jade Flute believer to this point was enough to show what kind of life-and-death moment the other party was experiencing!

After all, this flute sound didn't distinguish between friend and foe!

In other words, either the Jade Flute believer didn't care about the life or death of his teammates, or that Moon-Watcher team, except for the Jade Flute believer, had all been killed in battle!

Regardless of the situation, it was enough to make everyone's hearts sink to the bottom.

"Hmm..."

At the intersection, a woman in a red dress rubbed her wet long hair with one hand, her brows slightly furrowed, emitting a shallow nasal sound.

In her gestures, she carried a charming style.

The look of her furrowed brows was even more pitiful.

The flute sound clearly had a certain impact on her.

But it couldn't stop her from moving forward!

Just tens of meters in front of her, a Moon-Watcher held an illusory flute, his expression tragic, constantly blowing the flute.

"Thump!"

The Thread-Pulling Shadow's pair of jade feet stepped on the wet asphalt road.

Perhaps because the bright red long dress was too heavy, there was a dull sound as she walked.

Suddenly, the red threads fluttering in the sky dropped down.

Her feet were covered by the long skirt, and the steps she took forward no longer had a heavy sound.

The Thread-Pulling Shadow had canceled the Evil Technique 'Thread-Pulling Garment'.

Her attire seemed to have no changes, but in fact, that tattered long dress had already become a mortal item and was no longer heavy.

Just like the Night Charm Evil Technique 'Night Charm Garment'.

Before you chopped your blade onto the Night Charm, it was very difficult to judge with the naked eye whether the Night Charm had deployed the Evil Technique 'Night Charm Garment'.

Whether it was the Night Charm or the Thread-Pulling Shadow, their own images were like this.

"Hmm~"

The harsh flute sound made the Thread-Pulling Shadow's head ache unbearably.

She opened her eyes abruptly, her pair of red pupils staring fixedly at the human race in front, and the next moment...

"Hoo!!"

The Thread-Pulling Shadow darted forward, light and elegant.

She reached forward with one hand, and five thin red threads shot out from her fingertips, stabbing directly at the Jade Flute believer!

The demon Thread-Pulling Shadow's own speed wasn't slow; the only thing limiting her was that Thread-Pulling Garment.

The Jade Flute believer widened his eyes abruptly, and the flute sound stopped abruptly!

The beautiful shadow hadn't arrived, and the threads hadn't arrived.

But that pair of red pupils emitting a faint luster had inadvertently intersected with the Jade Flute believer's line of sight.

Evil Technique 'Thread-Pulling Pupil'!

An Evil Technique that could drag people into an illusion world, a terrifying technique that could destroy and torture people's spirits.

The more beautiful things were, the more dangerous they were.

Such a charming woman was full of fatal "poison" from head to toe; touch it and you die!

The Jade Flute believer didn't even have the qualifications to run away, and was directly fixed in place, his expression stiff, even like dead ash.

The Thread-Pulling Shadow slightly hooked the corners of her lips, revealing a cruel smile.

"Baa!!!"

"Hmm?" The Thread-Pulling Shadow turned her head abruptly and saw the human race rushing over rapidly.

Lu Ran's expression was livid, looking at the three twisted corpses at the intersection.

One of the headless corpses was lying alone, and blood was still flowing from its neck.

What was even more ironic was that above the headless corpse, a rotten sign was still floating.

Even if this Spirit Sign believer was dead, the rotten sign still hadn't disappeared...

There were two other corpses entangled together, as if they had killed each other with their own hands.

"Kill!" Sun Zhengfang was both shocked and angry, shouting sharply.

"Sss——"

Lu Ran's heart was surging with anger, and the fog beneath his feet was surging!

He gripped the Silent Night Blade tightly and charged straight forward:

"Baa!!!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 221 =====