"Ah..." Lin Ting'ao clung to the thick rope attached to the balcony and shouted.

Nie Wuli and the people above lowered their heads and looked at the yelling man.

"What's wrong!" Nie Wuli asked after looking at his strange expression.

Lin Tingao said: "Ye Zhikuang's waste martial soul has awakened its destiny, and she used Minglan vine to bind my waist, ah..."

Everyone's expressions suddenly changed, and they all had dark faces, looking down at Ye Zhikuang, who was looking at them with a smile.

"Kill!" Nie Wuli shouted coldly.

She can't use her martial spirit Tianhu Beast, she can only use her own sword, otherwise, the people below will know that she used the martial spirit.

So in this competition, no, it should be said that she will no longer be eligible to participate in the competition.

She pulled out her sword and swung it wildly at Ye Zhi.

"Ah..." Then, every time she slashed, she turned her head and hid within the range of Lin Ting'ao, unable to make a fatal attack on her.

"Lin Ting'ao, you blocked me." Nie Wuli frowned and looked down, trying to find a suitable angle to strike her.

Lin Ting'ao yelled again: "Pull me up first, this woman has more and more orchid vines, my waist... ah..."

Before he finished speaking, the person below him had already crawled to his feet, took out his sword, and slashed Lin Tingao hard.

Lin Ting'ao screamed in pain repeatedly.

Nie Wuli felt that he was too much of a hindrance, so he raised his foot and prepared to kick him down.

But when Lin Ting'ao saw her kicking action, he immediately held her calf with one hand and shouted angrily: "Nie Wuli, what do you want to do?"

"You are too much in the way. If this continues, we will never be able to kill Ye Zhikuang. This opportunity is so good, I will not allow anyone to sabotage this operation."

After Nie Wuli finished speaking, she shook her legs vigorously.

Unexpectedly, Lin Ting'ao hugged her tighter. Not only that, he also pulled her down hard.

There were two people weighing down there. Without martial arts, she wouldn't have the energy to bear them.

"If you want me to die, then we can die together." Lin Tingao said.

Nie Wuli gritted his teeth and looked up at his hands.

Her hand had a deep wound due to the strength of Ye Zhikuang and Lin Tingao's weight. The pain was transmitted from the palm of her hand, making her feel more and more weak.

She didn't understand that a moment ago, Ye Zhikuang was clearly in danger and could kill her with just one strike of her sword, but at this moment, she was dragged down by Ye Zhikuang.

This good-for-nothing still underestimates her.

"Okay, I'll pull you up, don't pull me so tight." Nie Wuli said, dripping with sweat.

Lin Tingao said: "What are you going to do? Unless you have the ability to remove the branches and vines from my waist, we will all fall together."

At this time, Lan Qianyan took out the whip from his waist and threw it to Nie Wuli: "I made preparations when I came here, I was afraid that this whip would be used, but I didn't expect that I would really have to rely on it now.

It's smeared with the venom of a ten-thousand-year-old python, and if you whip it down, all of her skin will be rotten even if she doesn't die."

Nie Wuli reached out and took the whip thrown by Lan Qianyan, raised his head and smiled at her: "Thank you, when we finish the annual meeting safely, I will treat you to a feast."

"Oh, no need, I still have to thank you?" Lan Qianyan looked up at Luo Xianting, who was right above her: "I am doing this for Brother Luo."
Chapter completed!