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"Humph!"

Ren Woxing snorted coldly, and swung his right arm like lightning, and three copper coins shot out at a speed that was difficult to discern with the naked eye.

"Woo~~"

The copper coins tore through the air, making a sharp whistling sound, like a ghost crying, which made people shudder.

The target of these three copper coins was the back of Dongfang Bubai, who was defenseless and had his back to him.

However, just when the copper coin was about to hit the target, something unexpected happened. Three embroidery needles as thin as cow hair shot out from behind the Panlong Pillar like three black lightning bolts. The speed of the embroidery needles was so fast that everyone only saw a flash of black shadows before their eyes.

"Ding! Ding! Ding!"

Three extremely crisp collision sounds were heard instantly, which were particularly harsh in the silent hall. The three copper coins with lethal force were split accurately by the embroidery needle. The six broken blades rotated under the force, and with a strong impact, they were embedded in the red lacquered corridor column, and wood chips flew everywhere.

Dongfang Bubai turned around slowly, his movements were slow and graceful, and every detail showed his calmness, as if the life-and-death crisis just now was something he had expected.

Her face was still as pale as paper, but she was not panicked at all. Her pale fingers gently held the embroidery needle, and her wrist slightly lifted up. The gold thread wrapped around the end of the needle quickly passed through the darkness, drawing silver light bands, like a meteor across the night sky.

At the same time, the blue bricks under his feet made a dull "cracking" sound, and then cracks quickly spread from under his feet. These cracks were like a rapidly spreading large net, extending towards Ren Woxing's feet at an extremely fast speed.

"I haven't seen you for many years, but Master Ren is still so sinister. Hehe~~"

Dongfang Bubai finally spoke, his voice hoarse and with a metallic friction-like texture, breaking the suffocating silence in the hall. The wide sleeves embroidered with golden peonies fluttered on their own, as if being pulled by an invisible force.

As soon as he finished speaking, his sleeves shook violently, and twelve silver needles shot out from his sleeves. They flashed a strange blue light in the darkness and rushed towards Ren Woxing.

"Hahaha~ Let me see how much you've improved over the years!"

Ren Woxing saw this, not only was he not afraid at all, but he laughed wildly. His laughter was so deafening that it shook off the dust that had accumulated on the beams for many years. He flipped his palms quickly, and a blue-gray mist rose between his palms. The mist kept rolling and surging, and he said coldly:

"My Qi-transforming method is in need of high-quality nourishment like you!"

The poison mist and the silver needles met instantly, and a series of dense "sizzling" sounds were heard, and sparks flickered in the darkness, like a group of flying fireflies. Under the erosion of the power-dissolving method, the needle rain made a subtle "sizzling" sound and continued to fly towards Ren Woxing, but the speed of the silver needles gradually slowed down.

A powerful wind wave spread rapidly around them. Everything was blown away wherever the wind wave reached. The bronze candlestick three meters away was hit by the wind wave and fell to the ground with a clang. The burning candle on the candlestick rolled to the side, and the hot wax splashed out. A few drops of wax happened to splash on Yang Lianting's face.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh my face!”

Yang Lianting let out a shrill scream, and blood blisters instantly appeared on his face. His face was distorted with pain, and he instinctively covered his face with his hands, but because of fear, he dared not make any more sounds, and could only curl up to the side, trembling, with fear in his eyes.

The life-and-death duel between Ren Woxing and Dongfang Bubai attracted everyone's attention.

On one side of the hall, the hem of Yi Huawei's blue shirt began to sway gently, creating ripples. He glanced at the twelve purple-shirted waiters beside him, and with a move of his eyes, he reached out and grasped the jade flute at his waist.

When Yi Huawei got the jade flute, his aura suddenly changed, and his gentle temperament became more fierce. With a flick of his wrist, the jade flute flew towards the yew waiter beside him like a long rainbow.

The twelve purple-robed waiters witnessed Yi Huawei's actions, moved their feet, coordinated with each other, and formed the Big Dipper Sword Formation in the blink of an eye.

The leading waiter shouted, and the sword formation was activated. The long swords in their hands were unsheathed, and the blades passed through the air, making a slight whistling sound. The swords flashed, echoing each other, and under the operation of the sword formation, they attacked Yi Huawei.

"Go!"

Yi Huawei rushed towards the sword formation, shouted softly, and the jade flute danced quickly in his hand, drawing mysterious arcs and accurately pointing to the Quchi acupoint of the sword holder.

A purple-robed waiter attacked first, stabbing Yi Huawei in the chest with a long sword in his hand. Yi Huawei dodged the fierce attack easily, and at the same time, the jade flute went down and tapped the opponent's Quchi acupoint. The waiter's arm went numb, and the long sword almost slipped out of his hand. Then, the second waiter attacked from the side, and Yi Huawei was not in a hurry. He turned the jade flute and tapped the opponent's acupoint again. In this way, Yi Huawei shuttled freely in the sword formation, as if he was in an empty space.

As the battle progressed, the seventh purple-robed waiter attacked. With a whirring sound, the long sword in his hand stabbed at Yi Huawei's throat. Yi Huawei's eyes condensed, and the jade flute in his hand rose rapidly and hit the opponent's wrist heavily. The force of this blow was so great that the waiter's wrist was in great pain, and the long sword flew out of his hand. Under the powerful force, the long sword flew towards the side of the hall like a cannonball.

During its flight, the long sword pierced through a gilded incense burner. With a "pop" sound, the incense burner was pierced, and the body of the burner shook a few times, almost falling to the ground. However, the long sword did not stop, and continued to fly forward, sinking straight into the stone wall. Only the hilt was exposed, trembling slightly.

Just as everyone's attention was focused on the battle between Yi Huawei and the purple-shirted waiter, a burst of rapid noise suddenly came from the hall. Everyone was startled and turned to look for the source of the sound. Dongfang Bubai had lost his focus at some point, and three bone needles popped out of his hand and shot towards Yi Huawei.

Yi Huawei sensed the danger, but his expression remained calm. He quickly glanced at the flying bone needle, and the jade flute in his hand quickly spun between his fingers. A green halo formed around the jade flute, protecting him.

Three bone needles shot out instantly and came into contact with the light wheel.

With three crisp "ding ding ding" sounds, the bone needles were blocked by the light wheel and all nailed into the iron chain beside Tong Baixiong's feet. The iron chain collided with the bone needles, splashing a string of sparks.

Because of his distraction, Dongfang Bubai was hit by Ren Woxing again. His steps were disordered, and his embroidered shoes rubbed against the blue bricks violently, making a "crackling" sound, and half-foot deep grooves were scratched on the hard ground. Blood slowly seeped from the corners of his mouth, dripping onto the blue bricks.

Ren Woxing was keenly aware of the slight disorder in Dongfang Bubai's aura. How could he let go of this flaw? In an instant, he changed his palm into a claw, and with lightning speed, he directly grabbed Dongfang Bubai's wrist.

A powerful suction force emanated from his palm, which was the dreaded Star-Absorbing Technique.

As the Star Absorbing Technique was performed, countless black snakes seemed to be swimming under the skin of Ren Woxing's palm. These black air flowed along his hand holding Dongfang Bubai's hand and rushed into Dongfang Bubai's meridians. Dongfang Bubai felt a bone-chilling force rushing through his body, and blue lines appeared on his face instantly. These blue lines intertwined with each other, like a fine spider web, crawling all over his face.

Under the impact of this powerful internal force, Dongfang Bubai's embroidered robe whirred and swelled. He could clearly feel that his internal force was being devoured by Ren Woxing crazily, and every inch of his meridians seemed to be burned by fire, causing him unbearable pain. But even so, he still held on and refused to fall.

"Brother Lian... hurry up..."

Knowing that today might be a dangerous day, Dongfang Bubai tried his best and screamed. At this moment, several golden silk threads suddenly shot out from his sleeves, and the golden silk threads shuttled rapidly in the air, making a "buzzing" sound.

The golden silk had a clear target and instantly entangled Yang Lianting's waist. Yang Lianting was nervously watching the battle from the side, and was suddenly entangled by the golden silk, and the whole person staggered. He looked up at Dongfang Bubai, his eyes full of fear and reluctance.

Dongfang Bubai waved his sleeve vigorously, trying to pull Yang Lianting to the secret door in the corner of the hall. As long as Yang Lianting could enter the secret door, he could temporarily escape from this dangerous situation.

Ren Woxing laughed wildly when he saw this: "You are still thinking about your lover at this time?"

Before he finished his words, his five fingers suddenly tightened, increasing the power of the Star Absorbing Technique.

With a few crisp "crackling" sounds, Dongfang Bubai's left arm bones could not withstand the strong pressure and shattered instantly. The broken bones pierced through the muscles and skin, and blood flowed out, staining his sleeves red.

Dongfang Bubai's face turned pale as paper in an instant, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead.

Yang Lianting was dragged by the golden silk and flew quickly towards the secret door in the corner of the hall. Just as he was about to reach the secret door, a figure suddenly appeared. It was Yi Huawei. He tapped the ground with his jade flute and flew up with the force. His figure was as flexible as a kite turning over in the air.

The golden silk and the jade flute touched each other, making a loud "bang" sound, as sharp as the breaking of a string. The huge impact force caused the golden silk to break instantly, and Yang Lianting lost his pulling force, and fell heavily under the altar uncontrollably.

With a "puff", Yang Lianting spat out a mouthful of blood. His jade-inlaid hair crown was shattered into powder in the fall, and his hair was scattered on his face. He struggled to get up, but found that he was in great pain and couldn't move at all. He could only watch the battle between Dongfang Bubai and Ren Woxing with despair in his eyes.

Dongfang Bubai was very anxious when he saw Yang Lianting was intercepted. Regardless of his own injuries, he tried his best to circulate his internal energy and tried to rescue Yang Lianting again.

However, how could Ren Woxing give him a chance?

Ren Woxing took advantage of Dongfang Bubai's distraction and used the Star Absorbing Technique again. The black energy around him became thicker and thicker, forming a black vortex that enveloped Dongfang Bubai. Dongfang Bubai struggled hard in this vortex, but felt that his strength was getting weaker and weaker, and his body was gradually swallowed by the darkness.

"Dongfang Bubai, today is the day you die!"

Ren Woxing roared and pushed forward with both hands. The strong suction force sucked Dongfang Bubai's body forward, and Dongfang Bubai lost his balance and knelt on one knee.

Dongfang Bubai was now in ragged clothes, with messy hair and blood and wounds all over his body. But he still stood straight, raised his head, and looked straight at Ren Woxing, without any fear in his eyes.

"Ren Woxing, do you think you can easily kill me today?"

Dongfang Bubai's voice was hoarse, but full of momentum: "Even if I die, I won't let you off easily!"

After saying that, he suddenly opened his arms, and the remaining internal energy in his body began to circulate wildly, causing the wounds on his body to burst open and blood to splatter out.

"Brother Dongfang! Master Ren, please stop it!"

Tong Baixiong had been watching the battle closely. Although Dongfang Bubai had just watched Yang Lianting humiliate him, the years of friendship were indelible in his heart. Seeing Dongfang Bubai in danger, he could no longer hold back.

Suddenly, he shouted loudly, and the remaining chains on his body began to dance like living things. Under his control, the chains swept across the battle group with great force. Each section of the chain carried a great force, and it passed through the air, making a whirring sound.

"Mr. Tong, are you crazy?!"

Ren Woxing was concentrating on dealing with Dongfang Bubai, and was startled by the sudden fierce attack. He did not dare to take it head-on, and quickly let go of Dongfang Bubai's hand and retreated several steps.

Dongfang Bubai took this opportunity, took a deep breath, and kicked the ground with his legs. He flew up into the air like an arrow, rising more than three feet in the air. His right hand quickly reached into his arms and took out twelve silver needles. These twelve silver needles danced quickly in his hands, nailing them to the crossbeams on the top of the hall in the form of a Tiangang formation. The moment the silver needles touched the crossbeam, a muffled "puff" sound was heard, and they were deeply embedded in it.

As the silver needle was driven in, the entire hall began to shake violently as if it were shaken by an invisible force. The hall made a "creaking" sound, and the tiles on the roof began to loosen due to the vibration, and then fell like raindrops. The tiles hit the ground, making a crisp shattering sound, and fragments flew everywhere.

"Stars hang over the plain!"

Dongfang Bubai stood in midair and shouted sternly. As his shout fell, the silver needles nailed to the beams pulled the golden threads and quickly wove a huge light net, covering Ren Woxing below. These golden threads flashed a cold light under the light.

Ren Woxing was shocked when he saw this. He knew how powerful this light net was, so he didn't dare to be careless. He immediately pushed the power transformation technique to full power. A black vortex slowly appeared in the palms of his hands. The vortex spun rapidly, making a low whistling sound, and was about to swallow everything around it.

The light net and the black vortex met in midair, and the two powerful forces collided with each other. Instantly, a deafening roar broke out, making everyone present feel their hearts suddenly shrink. The eight eternal lamps in the hall could not withstand the impact and exploded at the same time. The splashing kerosene splashed onto the curtains, instantly igniting the curtains. In the blink of an eye, the hall was full of flames and billowing smoke, making it almost impossible to breathe.

Seeing the fire spreading rapidly, Yi Huawei no longer hesitated. The jade flute in his hand stretched out like lightning and quickly pointed it at the seven believers surrounding Ren Yingying. The seven people fell to the ground instantly.

Yi Huawei protected Ren Yingying and quickly retreated to the corner of the hall, avoiding the battle and the fire.

In the firelight, Dongfang Bubai was dressed in red, his sleeves rustling, his feet stepping on golden threads, and he quickly shuttled between the beams of the palace. Every time he stepped on the ground, the wood made a "sizzling" sound.

(End of this chapter)