The Demon-Devouring Sword had already pressed against his throat, and could pierce his throat as long as one centimeter forward.
Mr. Gu's face immediately became extremely ugly: "Are you playing with me?"
Lin Yi shook his head: "No, I don't want to bear the backlash of luck for you."
“…”
Mr. Gu originally had the last trace of luck, but now his expression became completely bleak.
That's right, he really wanted to cheat Lin Yi.
It is true that he tried his best to fight for the two lucky swords. Mr. Gu knew very well that if he could not defeat Lin Yi in this way, then it would be impossible to kill Lin Yi alone with his own strength.
The only last chance is to take advantage of Lin Yi's opportunity to attack him, and transfer the backlash that originally belonged to him to Lin Yi!
In this way, he was able to avoid the backlash from the ancestors of the Han Palace, but also kill Lin Yi, killing two birds with one stone.
Who would have thought that Lin Yi was stuck at the last moment and stopped.
He could kill his strong enemy by poking a little further. He could actually hold it back?
The most outrageous thing is that this guy can see through his intentions?
For a moment, Mr. Gu was discouraged and couldn't help but have an idea.
Is this guy pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?
Maybe he is not the Earth-level mid-level Venerable who appears on the surface, but is stronger than himself, or is stronger?
If you think about it carefully, this is the only reasonable explanation.
However, Mr. Gu could no longer verify his guess because the backlash had begun.
All his strength comes from luck, and all the backlash at this moment also comes from luck.
The difference is that the massive amount of luck he has accumulated before can make him lucky and make him invincible.
However, now that the backlash has come, all this massive fortune has become bad luck, and all the bad luck has become his death talisman.
Lin Yi took two steps back and quietly watched the other party being wrapped in a strong bad luck.
At this time, there is no need for him to make up for another knife, which is meaningless. On the contrary, he may be in trouble and not worth the loss.
At the same time, the people trapped in the ancestral hall were not idle.
Han Ersan personally used the soul searching technique on Han Jiechen.
Han Jiechen stared at the door tightly, waiting for Mr. Gu to rescue him as agreed in advance, but unfortunately he didn't wait.
"Shazardless villain..."
Han Jiechen gritted his teeth and had a very high mother-content.
It’s not that he really trusts Mr. Gu so much. In his opinion, even if Mr. Gu swallowed up his ancestor’s luck, he was not justified and could not control the Han Palace himself. He always needed a puppet helper like him the most.
What's more, although the seven royal palaces are intriguing each other, they are always in the same spirit to some extent.
Once something happens to the Han Palace, if the entire army is wiped out, Mr. Gu, as the culprit, will immediately become the public enemy of the seven kingdoms!
After all, if he can attack the Han Palace, he will attack the other palaces next.
Mr. Gu cannot withstand such a great pressure alone.
If he is left behind, Han Jiechen will be the focus of the spearhead, and the nature of the matter will become civil strife in the Han Palace, which is another matter.
Anyone who has a little brain knows how to choose.
Unfortunately, Han Jiechen was beaten to death and unexpectedly, it was not because Mr. Gu who deliberately ignored him, but he really didn't have the ability.
After reading Han Jiechen's memory, Han Ersan's face did not feel relaxed at all, but instead became even more solemn.
"Old Old Monster? That lucky thief?"
Han Changshi and others didn't understand why.
Han Ersan explained: "This person was active in a very old age, and he was a person of the same era as me."
Everyone was shocked.
As the twenty-third ancestor of the Han King's Mansion, Han Ersan is a real ancient man.
The old monsters of his era, except for the special circumstances like him, were basically completely dead. Even if they could survive until now by using some special means, they would definitely be in simplicity and rarely jump out to make trouble.
Han Ersan continued: "This person was already a thief of evil luck in my era."
"As long as he is touched by his name, someone will be in trouble. There are no less than a hundred major forces that have fallen apart because their luck is plundered and eventually fall apart!"
"Because he was so fussy, the seven royal palaces joined forces to dispatch the most luxurious top-level lineup to encircle them."
"As a result, he escaped under the protection of luck."
"But since then, this person has disappeared and hid in the inner court without any more movement."
Han Ersan turned his head and looked at Han Jiechen who was unaware of the situation, and couldn't help but grit his teeth again: "Unfortunately, the family has come out with such a traitor, and it actually attracts him!"
According to past experience, as a thief of luck, this old monster would never stop without sucking the luck of his ancestors of King Han’s mansion.
By then, his Han Palace will be really finished.
Seeing that Han Ersan was so angry that he was about to step on Han Jiechen to death, Han Changshi hurriedly stepped forward to persuade him.
"The ancestor calms down. Now Brother Lin has gone out. With him here, he shouldn't be successful by that old monster."
Han Ersan glanced at him helplessly: "You know what a fool!"
It is correct that he is optimistic about Lin Yi.
But that was not because he really felt that Lin Yi was so powerful, but he was deduced in various ways that only by deriving it from the Han Palace could he escape the disaster if he was touched by Lin Yi.
After all, Lin Yi was not a big and thick leg in his eyes, but a lucky charm.
Maybe Lin Yi will be able to meet the old monster after he grows up in the future, but now, there is no chance at all.
He didn't know why Lin Yi was able to pass through his ancestor worship formation, but it was pure nonsense to say that Lin Yi was able to solve the old monster alone.
Han Ersan curled his lips and said, "You still don't know the weight of the three words "Old Old Monster". Let me say that. If Lin Yi can solve him, I will stand upside down and eat Xiang on the spot."
Everyone looked strange.
At this moment, Lin Yi's voice suddenly rang: "Stand upside down? Cheying and drinking, right?"
“…”
Seeing Lin Yi walking in leisurely, everyone in the audience was stunned.
Han Ersan subconsciously rubbed his eyes and said unbelievably: "You are not dead?"
Lin Yi looked at him with a funny look: "Senior, are you a little disappointed?"
“No, no.”
Han Ersan waved his hands repeatedly.
If he had the intention to make Lin Yi suffer a little just now and then agreed to his proposal, then he would have no time to think about this now.
After all, the enemy is facing each other, and they are already grasshoppers tied to a rope.
Han Ersan looked out, but unfortunately he was trapped by the ancestor worship formation and could not see anything. He couldn't help but ask, "Where is that old monster?"
Lin Yi spread his hands with a strange look: "I'm digging the dredge at the door."
"ha?"
Chapter completed!