Film & TV: Public Enemy of Justice

"This thing is nothing more than the tiny, insignificant life of this princess of the Southern Frontier."

"How dare you! You defy your superiors! Bai Yue, that traitorous minister, should have been removed from the court long ago. Today, I will show you that I, the princess of Nanzhao, am not to be slandered!" Tang Xuan said, drawing her sword and leaping forward to fight the leader.

The remaining masked men pounced on Zhao Ling'er and Anuhu.

Seeing the situation was dire, Anu quickly pulled Zhao Ling'er behind her and shouted, "Princess, run! Leave this to us!" She then drew her sword and began to fight the newcomer.

Come.

In an instant, the once dark forest was filled with the glint of swords and the clash of blades. After all, Tang Gui Xiaobao and Anu had both been practicing martial arts since childhood and had also learned some immortal techniques from Elder Shi. Naturally, they were able to handle this kind of situation.

But the leader of the Moon Worshippers said, "Hmph, naive. Do you think any of the three of you can leave?" With that, he raised his left hand, and a green light, like a coiled snake, emerged from his sleeve.

Zhao Ling'er watched helplessly as the green light flew towards her. Tang Niu Xiaobao and Anu, unable to escape, could only watch as Zhao Ling'er was swept up by the green light and lifted into the air, disappearing from sight.

"Princess!" Anu cried out. She unleashed her ultimate technique, "Azure Sky Crack," instantly knocking down several Moon Worship Cult henchmen around her. She herself collapsed to the ground from the excessive force.

Seeing the situation was dire, Tang Niu Xiaobao channeled his inner energy into his meridians, unleashing a powerful "earthquake-level" attack that knocked down the Moon Worship Cult leader who was locked in combat with him. He then quickly dropped his knife and rushed to Anu's side.

side.

Tang Niu Xiaobao picked up Anu, who had fainted on the ground, a look of despair on his face. He looked up at the intertwined branches of the trees, then around at the Moon Worshippers who had surrounded him. The wind blew...

He looked at his own face. He knew he was hopeless; now his only thought was that the princess was safe and sound.

As Tang Niu Xiaobao closed his eyes, preparing to accept his fate of death, suddenly a burst of light appeared above, illuminating the entire forest. Everyone was blinded by the light.

"Justice descends from heaven! Alas!" Amidst a cloud of dust, a man clad in golden armor lay prostrate on the ground, his golden cloak radiating a dazzling light, surrounded by a dreamlike white halo. At that moment, everyone was illuminated by this "luminous being."

After a few seconds of silence, the man lying on the ground got up and dusted himself off. The aura of true energy he had been emanating from dissipated.

It turned out that Lin Yaoxie sensed Zhao Ling'er's predicament and arrived in time on his sword. Fortunately, he arrived in time, and Tang Niu Xiaobao and Anu were not killed by the members of the Baiyue Sect.

Tang Niu Xiaobao also came to his senses and felt that everything seemed to be salvageable.

Lin Yaoxie glanced sideways at Anu, who had fainted in Tang Xuan Xiaobao's arms, and channeled a stream of true energy into her body through his palm.

Anu, nestled in his arms, seemed to regain consciousness. Her fingertips twitched, and she opened her eyes, murmuring as she looked at Tang Niu Xiaobao who was holding her, "Where is this? Why am I here? Where is the princess?"

Lin Yaoxie ignored the newly awakened Anu, let out a long howl, and his fiery red flying sword soared above them. "Run if you want to! You won't live much longer anyway, so enjoy the feeling of running! Awooo!"

The group of Moon Worshipers surrounding the three were already stunned by the scene before them. Without any time to react or think, Lin Yaoxie leaped onto the hilt of his flying sword and flew to the treetop.

Standing on the hilt of his sword, Lin Yaoxie called out to the tree below in a mocking tone, "Nobody's talking? Then I'll begin."

The words, along with the blade, reached the ears of the already petrified Moon Worship Cult members. More than twenty Moon Worship Cult members had their necks severed by the evil sword Lin Yaoxie was standing on. Blood spurted out under the moonlight.

More than twenty headless corpses fell to their knees with a thud into the pool of blood they had created.

Lin Yaoxie flew to Tang Niu Xiaobao and Anu on his sword and said calmly, "Without me, you said you were delivering Zhao Ling'er's name to Bai Yue." "Fools!" Lin Yaoxie suddenly sensed that Zhao Ling'er had been captured by the snake demon, and his face instantly darkened. He cursed the two of them and then flew off into the depths of the forest.

It turns out that after Zhao Ling'er disappeared, she was abandoned several miles away in the forest. Lost, she simply walked straight in one direction, hoping to find Tang Niu Xiaobao and Anu.

Unexpectedly, a snake demon suddenly appeared out of nowhere. This snake demon was entirely green, with a waist that was more than eight zhang wide. Its blood-red mouth spewed out a forked tongue that was steaming hot, making a "hissing" sound.

Before Zhao Ling'er could recover from her shock, the snake demon exhaled a cloud of smoke.

When the demonic aura dissipated, Zhao Ling'er found herself in the snake's lair. Tree roots stretched deep into the ground, intertwined and gnarled, while several torches stuck into the cave walls illuminated the space. The ground was littered with the remains of cattle, sheep, and even humans—presumably leftovers from the snake demon's catches and consumption.

The snake demon had already transformed into human form and sat by the stone table in the cave. With his hand on the stone chair, he revealed his true purpose in kidnapping Zhao Ling'er: "I have cultivated for tens of millions of years and am still just a demon. Why are you born with the bloodline of Nuwa? This is not fair. Ever since you entered the forest, I have sensed the bloodline of Nuwa in you."

It turns out that the snake demon wanted to become a true dragon because Nuwa's bloodline could allow him to ascend to immortality and become a dragon, so he captured Zhao Ling'er and brought her into his snake cave.

Chapter Sixteen: The Ancient War

Looking at the fierce-looking snake demon, Zhao Ling'er began to think about how to deal with this monster, but she was at a loss for what to do.

Ever since the ten-thousand-year-old snake demon captured Zhao Ling'er and brought her to its lair, Zhao Ling'er has been trying every possible way to resist and fight back against the snake demon, this disgusting monster with a gaping maw and a body over a hundred feet long.

Even though Zhao Ling'er couldn't discern the true identity of this ten-thousand-year-old snake demon, she was well aware of her innate duty to protect humanity, and therefore she had to defeat this evil creature.

However, this ten-thousand-year-old serpent demon had endured countless lives and tribulations, and had long since cultivated immense power. Its powerful aura even made Zhao Ling'er feel as if the serpent was growing horns and legs like a dragon. While launching fierce attacks with its body, the ten-thousand-year-old serpent demon also used its piercing hiss to disturb Zhao Ling'er's mind.

Zhao Ling'er knew she was no match for the ten-thousand-year-old snake demon. All she could do was desperately unleash her magic to strike the snake demon's hard scales while dodging its seemingly clumsy but actually deadly tail attacks.

As the stalemate between the two prolonged, the ten-thousand-year-old serpent demon's attacks seemed to grow increasingly impatient, its speed increasing, and the nauseating hissing stopped, as if signifying...

The ten-thousand-year-old snake demon began to seriously deal with Zhao Ling'er (010).

On the other side, Zhao Ling'er, without being disturbed in her thoughts, began to let her mind wander as if she had given up. She thought of Tang Niu Xiaobao and Anu, as well as their superiors: her own father, the Witch King; the Imperial Preceptor Baiyue; and those heinous Baiyue cultists.

If these were merely Zhao Ling'er's helpless reflections on her origins, then what puzzled her most was that, at this critical moment of life and death, she actually thought of that local ruffian, Lin Yaoxie.

Thinking of this powerful yet shameless guy, Zhao Ling'er suddenly couldn't help but shed tears. She hated her own powerlessness, her own weakness, and could only hate herself for being able to place her hopes on the utterly unreasonable Lin Yaoxie.

The ancient serpent demon spent countless hours honing its skills, hoping to find an opportunity for this descendant of Nuwa to appear. When it discovered that Zhao Ling'er had fallen for its scheme and was beginning to have turbulent thoughts, it immediately unleashed its ultimate move: poison gas spray.

The cry of the ancient snake demon can disrupt the mind of its prey, and when the snake demon hides its tongue, it is because this ancient snake demon is brewing a seemingly mediocre but actually sure-fire poison spray.

The cunning and treacherous serpent demon would feign impatience before hunting its prey to lull them into a false sense of security and make them think of ways to escape. Then, it would use unexpected poisonous fog to paralyze its prey before swallowing them whole. This had been the serpent demon's hunting method for many years.

Not only did Zhao Ling'er fall into the trap and start thinking, but the content of her thoughts completely shattered her inner peace. The poisonous fog had paralyzed Zhao Ling'er with an effect far exceeding what the ten-thousand-year-old snake demon had anticipated.

The ancient serpent demon would not let this golden opportunity slip by. It used its enormous tail to entangle Zhao Ling'er, creating an inescapable shackle. The moment Zhao Ling'er suffocates and loses consciousness will be the day the ancient serpent demon's long-cherished wish is fulfilled.

"The day has finally come," the ten-thousand-year-old snake demon said in a shrill voice. "I have finally avenged the great grudge that Nuwa suppressed me back then."

It turns out that this ten-thousand-year-old snake demon was a snake that existed during the war between humans and gods. Back then, it continuously strengthened itself by absorbing the essence and cultivation of the dead and wounded people and gods in the war. It was even bold enough to attack lone human armies and low-level gods.

As it grew stronger day by day, the day it attained enlightenment and became a dragon drew ever closer. But Nuwa, the goddess with a human body and a snake tail, and with long, beautiful red hair, who had tried to help humanity, came under the banner of "punishing evil and eliminating wickedness" and attempted to suppress it.

Watching himself shrink from a massive body, almost the size of a dragon, to the size of a bamboo viper under Nuwa's magic, the ten-thousand-year-old snake demon made a solemn vow.

"Do you know what it is? Huh?" Looking at Zhao Ling'er, who was about to suffocate, the ten-thousand-year-old snake demon said with satisfaction, "I want to devour the despicable descendant of Nuwa and transform myself into a noble dragon!"

Zhao Ling'er's body gradually changed; her jet-black hair was gradually mixed with red strands, and her legs gradually became like snakes.

The ancient serpent demon chuckled wickedly and said, "Look at the ugly appearance of you descendants of Nuwa, just as repulsive as I am. But don't worry, I will replace you descendants of Nuwa as the revered Dragon God. You becoming a part of me is a fitting end for you! Hahahahahahaha."

While waiting for Zhao Ling'er to suffocate, the ten-thousand-year-old snake demon recalled his own experiences. Back then, he had the same enormous size and extraordinary magical power as he did now. If it weren't for Nuwa, that neither-human-nor-god thing, suppressing him here, he wouldn't have had to spend millions of years in vain to finally get the chance to transform into a dragon again.

"This is the fate of you descendants of Nuwa—to be devoured by me and become the final stepping stone for me to transform into a dragon," the ten-thousand-year-old snake demon said through gritted teeth.

As Zhao Ling'er gradually changed, the memories of Nuwa from the ten-thousand-year-old snake demon began to overlap with hers. This made it unable to help but recall its great battle with Nuwa back then.

Nuwa possessed boundless spiritual and magical power. Ultimately, Nuwa was a powerful goddess who was able to protect humanity from tyrannical gods.

Even with his invulnerable scales back then, he couldn't withstand Nuwa's powerful magic that could control floods; his defenses were utterly vulnerable.

Even though he possessed extremely poisonous mist back then, it was no match for Nuwa's ultimate healing ability that could create humans; his attacks were like a mayfly trying to shake a tree.

Even with his long and profound cultivation back then, he was no match for Nuwa's great divine status, which could be celebrated for thousands of years; his own age was simply insignificant.

Despite being able to easily defeat her own evil deeds, Nuwa still clung to the idea of ​​guiding people towards goodness, foolishly admonishing herself to repent and reform, and to obtain essence in order to protect humanity and become a true dragon.

The serpent demon's pride and temperament made it impossible for it to accept Nuwa's proposal. With all its might, it moved its wounded body, opened its blood-red maw which was no longer venomous, and launched a final attack on Nuwa.

With a look of disappointment in her eyes, Nuwa used powerful magic to suppress the ten-thousand-year-old serpent demon, thus ending the ancient war between Nuwa and the demonic serpent...

"The cycle of reincarnation your ancestors spoke of is today, right now!" The ten-thousand-year-old snake demon's eyes flashed with ferocity as it looked at the dying Zhao Ling'er, gritting its teeth and preparing to devour her.

Chapter Seventeen: The Savior Appears

Just at this critical moment, Lin Yaoxie appeared in time. The snake woman temporarily abandoned Zhao Ling'er, whom she was about to capture, and turned to look at Lin Yaoxie. Lin Yaoxie looked at Zhao Ling'er on the ground, who showed signs of being a descendant of Nuwa, and felt extremely distressed.

"Did you do this?" The voice, devoid of any emotion, seemed to come from nowhere, ethereal and unseen, yet it undeniably emanated from Lin Yaoxie.

Seeing his woman so badly injured, Lin Yaoxie's tone lost all its former charm and gentleness, replaced by extreme coldness that sent chills down one's spine.

Although the snake demon was extremely surprised, her millennia of experience did not cause her to panic on her face; she had long since mastered the art of controlling her emotions. "Besides me, is there anyone else here who could injure a descendant of Nuwa like this?"

The female demon retorted, her confidence in her own strength being extremely high; otherwise, she wouldn't have uttered such provocative words.

"Do you know this is my woman?" Lin Yaoxie asked coldly again, without any emotion.

"Oh?" The snake demon was taken aback, as she had never known that a descendant of Nuwa had found a human husband. However, this did not make the snake demon think more highly of Lin Yaoxie, after all, countless humans like Lin Yaoxie had been swallowed by her over the past ten thousand years.

"So what if she's your woman? As long as she's a descendant of Nuwa, I'll kill her without hesitation, even if she's a goddess's woman, let alone yours," the ten-thousand-year-old snake demon said coldly, having also restrained its aura.

It was indeed a tone that could only be uttered by someone with an irreconcilable hatred. The snake demon also hoped to use threatening words to make the evil demon Lin retreat.

Upon hearing this, Lin Yaoxie's pupils suddenly contracted, and pressure poured down from him onto the snake demon.

The temperature inside the snake cave instantly dropped below zero. Although the snake demon was a creature that had cultivated for ten thousand years to become a spirit, it had not abandoned its original snake attributes in its bones.

As is well known, snakes are cold-blooded animals, so they have a special feeling for cold. However, the coldness emanating from Lin Yaoxie was completely unfamiliar to the snake demon, something she had never felt in ten thousand years.

The snake demon, who had previously maintained a stable aura, was now intimidated by the terrifying and dangerous aura emanating from Lin Yaoxie, and the hairs on its body stood on end.

But thinking of how he had cultivated for ten thousand years to finally have this opportunity to replace Nuwa's descendant, how could he easily let it slip away? Strike first, or there might still be a chance!

As if he had seen through the snake demon's thoughts, before the snake demon could make a move, Lin Yaoxie had already sealed off the entire snake cave with his powerful mental energy, so that not even a mosquito could fly.

The serpent demon could no longer maintain her composure. For the first time in tens of thousands of years, she felt that her life was no longer in her own hands. It was a feeling, like a moth caught in someone else's hand, whose life would end with the slightest force.

"Of the thirty-six stratagems, the best is to flee," the snake demon thought, but it was too late. Lin Yaoxie's powerful mental energy not only blocked the snake demon's attack route but also blocked its retreat route.

"Tap tap tap..." Lin Yaoxie walked towards the snake demon without any expression, each step seeming to strike the snake demon's heart. Upon closer inspection, the rhythm was synchronized with the snake demon's heartbeat. Would his own heartbeat stop when the footsteps stopped? the snake demon wondered.

"What's wrong? Are you just going to let me kill you without any resistance?" Lin Yaoxie looked down at the snake demon coldly and said:

As the saying goes, a cornered dog will jump over a wall, let alone a snake demon that has cultivated for ten thousand years. Upon hearing this, the snake demon could only raise its hand to resist, but due to the deep fear that arose from the bottom of its heart, it could no longer calm its expression.

"Who exactly are you? I've seen many extraordinary people, and I've eaten many people, but I've never seen anyone as powerful as you," the snake demon asked just before the battle began.

"Can I take this as your last words?" Lin Yaoxie said, word by word.

"No, I just want to know the name of the next person I swallow so I can offer a sacrifice later," the snake demon stubbornly insisted.

"Then let me tell you, I never tell my name to a dead person, not even a dead snake demon!" Lin Yaoxie said, each word distinct and chilling, making the snake demon shiver involuntarily.

With a teleportation, Lin Yaoxie left only a fleeting afterimage at his previous location. So fast! This thought echoed in the snake demon's mind, but without much time to hesitate, the snake demon spewed venom towards the direction Lin Yaoxie was moving, in order to block Lin Yaoxie's advance.

0oo is asking for flowers.....

This snake venom is the snake demon's specialty weapon. A single drop of venom can kill over a hundred people. It is colorless and odorless when it is released into the air, but anyone who smells it will die instantly. Moreover, there is a large pool of snake venom in front of Lin Yaoxie.

But Lin Yaoxie did not hesitate at all and moved straight into the snake venom.

"This kid is indeed a hothead. Once he tastes the effects of my snake venom, his complaints will be useless." But before the snake demon could even show a smug smile, Lin Yaoxie walked out unharmed from the place filled with snake venom liquid and smell.

Upon closer inspection, although Lin Yaoxie's clothes were completely corroded, a blood-red cassock was revealed beneath the outer layer of clothing!

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"This is a treasure of the descendants of Nuwa! Why is it on you?" the snake demon exclaimed in surprise.

Lin Yaoxie didn't answer. He threw a punch, which made a tearing sound as it ripped through the air and sparks flew, showing how powerful and forceful the punch was.