Di Qianjue's whole body was wrapped in a chilling aura, like a life-threatening Shura who walked out of the Ghost River.
At this time, a terrifying spiritual pressure struck.
Bang!
The air and wind collided, and Di Qianjue took three steps back and stood still. Wu Kuang waved his sleeves, his eyes full of ice. The figure swooped over again, the sword in his hand flashed, "Quicksand Slash!"
boom!
A deep ravine appeared on the ground, as if it was about to split the earth. The surrounding trees and forests began to collapse and collapse, and vast air waves swept across the entire world...
…
The more he beat Wu Kuang, the more frightened he became. I don't know what method this bitch used to raise his cultivation level to the ninth level of Martial God!
What made him even more angry was that even though his cultivation was so much weaker than his, this bitch was very tenacious and avoided his attacks several times!
Wu Kuang's attacks became more and more ruthless. Originally, he was worried that making too much noise would attract the attention of those above him, but now...
Terrible coercion overflowed from him, golden light flashed, and turned into a giant wolf roaring.
At that moment, almost the whole world changed color and started to tremble.
Ling Xuewei was horrified.
Because at this moment, the aura exuding from Wu Kuang's body is completely different from before! If I insist on saying so, it's not the same realm at all!
Is this the strength that comes after entering the divine realm?
Ling Xuewei's face turned pale. Under this vast pressure, she could not even think of resisting.
"Go to hell!"
The golden light slashes down, death is approaching.
Suddenly, a figure quickly swept over her and rushed out, it was Emperor Qianjue.
His face was unusually pale, and his body was stained with blood. No matter how fast he was, he was still swept by the spiritual pressure, and a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth and dripped on Ling Xuewei's face.
"Don't even think about escaping!"
Countless rope-like rays of light rose from the ground, trapping the two of them in the blink of an eye! Soon, the spiritual light materialized and turned into a golden rope, tying them up.
Wu Kuang waved his hand, and more than a dozen cold blades shot directly into the arms and legs of the two men, pinning them to the rope.
"Empress!!"
Xiaoshan looked at this scene and was shocked.
The secret guards behind him kept falling down, and even he was at the end of his strength. With a bang, his body was punched out and hit the ground hard. When he turned around, several swords were already placed around his neck.
"Don't move."
The situation is one-sided and completely out of control.
Not only the empress and the others, but also the secret guards were almost completely wiped out.
Seeing that the empress was in crisis, Ye Xiutian and his people arrived at the critical moment.
Ye Xiutian shouted angrily, and he and Wu Kuang started fighting in the blink of an eye!
Later, the disciples of Guangming Palace also rushed towards them with swords. While they were distracted, Xiaoshan separated his swords and escaped, and soon met up with the people of Guangming Palace.
"Save the empress first!"
Xiaoshan flew out and finally arrived in front of Ling Xuewei. He was surprised to find that most of the attacks were blocked by Di Qianjue, and only a few fell on the empress.
"How are you, Madam?"
"Save him first..."
At this moment, Ling Xuewei could sense that Di Qianjue's aura around her was getting weaker and weaker. The attack just now should have hit her, but Di Qianjue protected her under him...
Di Qianjue's body was full of blood holes, and the blood was flowing out, almost drying up.
Xiaoshan spent a lot of effort and rushed out of the restraints. The three of them fell far away. Ling Xuewei immediately checked on Di Qianjue's situation.
Fierce battles continued in the air, a terrifying pressure enveloped the world, and even the air seemed to be cast in a shadow.
Fortunately, Grandpa Magpie arrived in time, otherwise they would have been really in danger.
Ling Xuewei was upset in her heart. They all underestimated Wu Kuang. Even if they improve themselves, the gap in realm is an insurmountable barrier. Some things are far beyond their imagination. Because they have never been there before, she cannot understand.
But one thing is very clear, as she is now, she is no match for Wu Kuang.
I'm afraid he didn't try his best before.
But...why?
Countless thoughts flashed through her mind instantly, and she soon put them aside and focused on healing Di Qianjue.
Xiaoshan and several disciples were guarding her, always alert to incoming enemies.
Di Qianjue's injury was too serious.
Ever since she met this man, Ling Xuewei has never seen him look so weak.
The trauma is nothing more, the key is the bloody holes.
It was obviously not an ordinary injury. Ling Xuewei found a hidden weapon similar to nails from his wound, which was astonishingly powerful. Every wound was terrible, and she even discovered that these hidden weapons could destroy the spiritual veins in his body...
What a sinister method.
The nails are too small, and the slightest movement will cause bone-eroding pain.
I'm afraid it won't be good if it continues like this.
Ling Xuewei tried to pull out the nail, but it was as if the nail was embedded in her flesh and bones. As long as she made the slightest movement, it would drill deeper.
Di Qianjue, who was in a coma, groaned in pain, his face getting paler...
Suddenly a gust of air swept over, and several enemies came with swords. In the blink of an eye, they started fighting with Xiaoshan and the others.
Ling Xuewei focused on her hands and moved faster and faster...
"My dear, be careful!"
Xiaoshan's exclamation suddenly came from behind, but Ling Xuewei seemed not to hear it and finally pulled out the nail from the wound.
A snow-white figure rushed towards him and waved away the person with a palm. The pressure of the divine beast enveloped the world.
It's a snowball.
"Master, how are you?"
Fortunately, at the critical moment, Snowball arrived, and Ling Xuewei sensed its aura, so she didn't take any action just now.
"Master, please don't worry, the little master has been safely returned to the snow mountain."
Although she had already guessed it when Grandpa Que arrived, Ling Xuewei finally let go of her long-hanging heart after hearing the peace with her own ears.
With the powerful support of Xueqiu, the opponent's attack was finally blocked. Ling Xuewei tried her best to treat Di Qianjue's injuries. Finally, after the last blood nail was taken out, she breathed a sigh of relief.
At this moment, her whole body was soaked in sweat.
Surprisingly, the wound penetrated by the nail healed extremely slowly, even under his "Metal of Flesh and Blood".
At this time, the unconscious Di Qianjue opened his eyes.
"What are you doing? Stop talking first, and then leave here. Snowball!"
Di Qianjue's condition is no longer suitable for fighting, and Xueqiu will take him away.
“Where to go!!”
Wu Kuang waved away Ye Xiutian's attack in the air, flew down, and struck with a palm strike. Di Qianjue subconsciously protected Ling Xuewei and rolled around on the ground. Snowball roared and rushed over.
"Get away!"
The vast coercion was shrouded in the air, and Snowball's huge body was knocked away. Ye Xiutian watched him attack Xuewei, and was shocked, "No! Girl, get away!"
It's just that it's too late.
Wu Kuang was in front of him, filled with murderous intent. Ling Xuewei felt as if her body was bound by an invisible net, and the blood all over her body was solidified.
He swung his palm to strike, but was stopped in mid-air.
Bang--
The invisible air waves dispersed, surprising Wu Kuang.
