The shield formed by the talisman was hastily created, taking the full force of a Golden Core cultivator's attack head-on!

"boom--!"

The barrier shattered with a deafening roar, the wind blade talisman broke into countless fragments of light, and the remaining force slammed into Yu Xintang's shoulder.

He groaned, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his lips, as he took the blow for Shen Chunri.

"Senior brother!" Shen Chunri opened his eyes wide and reached out to support him. Green vines immediately wrapped around his injured shoulder, rapidly healing the wound.

Yu Xintang's shoulder was pierced by the water spike from Lu Qingyou's all-out attack, and blood mixed with water flowed down, turning her face pale instantly.

He sighed, closed his eyes in pain, and his jaw clenched slightly: "...I'll get Penglai Realm to kill these idiots sooner or later."

Shen Chunri, holding Yu Xintang, suddenly looked up, his anger almost tangible: "You!"

[Holy crap! Brother and sister!]

[Protecting medicinal cultivators is indeed a core principle of the Feng Hua Sect...]

[Damn it, that damn pig called the police to bring a gun! He dared to ambush our little snake and even hurt Little Corn! Bullying a little corn candy!]

This is amazing, whether it's CB or CP.

[The vow I made sincerely in my youth...]

Lu Qingyou had just exerted too much spiritual energy in his attack.

His lips were pale. Seeing this, he quickly shouted, "Quick! While some of them are injured!"

Upon hearing this, Nie Shiyun raised his eyes, mustered all his spiritual power, and roared, "Dark Flame Lock Meridian!"

The fire from Nanchuan condensed into a sharp beam, striving to pierce through Shen Chunri with extreme precision.

"Sumeru Summoning." A white and blue figure appeared, instantly swallowing the attack through the void, leaving not a trace. Its speed was so fast that it was invisible. "Nine Locks of Void Binding."

Nine invisible chains formed from lightning appeared from all directions, intertwined and linked together, locking Nie Shiyun's limbs, shoulders, neck, dantian, and spiritual meridians—nine vital points.

"Ah!" Nie Shiyun's face showed pain. His spiritual power was almost exhausted. He had just broken through his limit to unleash his last attack. Now, he was locked in Tan Suiting's magic. If he struggled, it would trigger lightning to shake his meridians, causing him excruciating pain in his spiritual meridians.

"Yunmei!" Lu Qingyou opened his eyes wide and used the last bit of spiritual power to bring her back.

Nie Shiyun trembled all over, her clothes were torn, and even her skin was numb from the electric shock.

She coughed up a mouthful of blood, her lips were stained with blood, and her face was full of shock and fear.

That dragon prince... he really intended to kill someone.

A fierce glint appeared in Tan Suiting's cold eyes. His slender fingers gripped the hilt of his sword, his wrist bones twisted, and lightning flashed across the blade: "Wind and Thunder Move."

Anyone who dares to harm someone from the Feng Hua Sect, their worthless life deserves to die several times over.

Yuejiao gritted her teeth and raised her hand to block. The golden shield frame crackled and shattered rapidly under the damage of the lightning.

She felt a tightness in her chest as her spiritual energy backfired, causing her blood and qi to surge.

At this moment, Huo Jiangmei arrived in a hurry with the people from the Dao Asking Sect and the Purple Cloud Palace.

The poison array that Shen Chunri had set up in advance did indeed take up a lot of their time.

Wei Qiqing and the others had exhausted their spiritual energy. When they looked up and saw the people from the Dao Asking Sect and Zixiao Palace arriving, they breathed a sigh of relief.

Huo Jiangmei twisted her waist to the side, the tip of her sword trailing a long arc of flame: "Melting Spirit Flame!"

She swung her sword horizontally, flames surging out along the spine of the blade, the sword energy tearing through the air, and the heat wave swept towards Yu Xintang, who was lying in Shen Chunri's arms, clearly intending to take his life while he was injured.

A superior-grade fire spirit root at the Nascent Soul stage!

Although top-grade spiritual roots are as common as grass in Wanjian Mountain, the talents of superior-grade spiritual roots should not be underestimated, especially for Huo Jiangmei, who is in the mid-Nascent Soul stage.

Shen Chunri swirled spiritual energy in his hand and stood in front of Yu Xintang without hesitation, his eyes red and his teeth clenched as he looked over.

If this fire can even damage a corner of Yu Xintang's clothes today, then Shen Chunri will simply cut off her tail and become an earthworm!

Before the attack could even get within ten meters of Yu Xintang and Shen Chunri, flames suddenly erupted.

Nie Zhao's red robes billowed, and crimson flames soared into the sky. A phoenix phantom flapped its wings and cried out behind her. The previously restrained firepower exploded violently, and even the air around her was scorched.

When the Phoenix Queen is enraged, she can set off a prairie fire that stretches for thousands of miles.

"How dare you hurt Xintang!" Her eyes were deep red, her aura chilling and intimidating, her voice as cold as hell, "I will make you pay with your lives!"

"boom--!"

The phoenix fire exploded with a roar, and Nie Zhao drew his sword and swung it, his sword intent merging with the raging flames as he shouted sharply, "Nine Flames of Southern Brightness, Vermilion Bird Purification—!"

Huo Jiang's eyebrows trembled.

The person in front of her was clearly inferior to her in cultivation, and had already consumed a lot of spiritual energy, yet he still possessed such a powerful aura!

A sense of fear slowly rose within her.

This is the Phoenix Maiden of this lineage.

"You! How dare you! Touch my junior brother!" Nie Zhao gripped the crimson hilt tightly, his entire arm thrusting out along his shoulder, each word and each strike making her hands ache. "Who gave you the audacity!"

The sword blade trailed long arcs of fire, the wind was torn apart by the flames, the phoenix pattern on her forehead lit up with the true fire, and the scorching sword energy, carrying the phoenix maiden's boundless rage, swept out, distorting the air with heat.

Nie Zhao's swordplay was ferocious, each move leaving no room for retreat, actually forcing Huo Jiangmei, a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, to retreat steadily: "Again and again, you annoying bug, do you really think my Feng Hua Sect is easy to bully?!"

Xie Weixing was utterly shocked.

When Nie Zhao was giving them special training, he actually stopped?

Tan Suiting looked up. Even though he had been in the Feng Hua Sect for so many years, he had never seen Nie Zhao in his furious, all-out rage.

This phoenix maiden possesses the power to destroy heaven and earth.

[Sister, you win!]

[All Zhao Yu sisters begin chanting! How dare you hurt Xin Tang! I'll make you pay with your lives! You dare touch my junior brother? Who gave you the audacity? Again and again, you annoying vermin! Do you really think my Feng Hua Sect is easy to bully?!]

[Sister! Please protect me too, I'm vulnerable too! Senior Sister! (Voice cracks)]

[Zhaoyu? Interesting.]

[The fox-man's battle damage is so delicious... oh no, I'm injured... The fox-man's battle damage is so delicious... oh no, I'm injured...]

[I'm totally into Senior Sister 1! Can you all resist making fun of Yu Xintang when you see his adorable face?]

[Actually, no one in the observation room dared to talk to the eldest sister.]

[A tall, aloof, red-haired, long-legged, arrogant woman has no obligation to be a bottom, haha]

Seeing them fighting so fiercely, Yan Chenxiao turned around, intending to deal with the others.

He snorted coldly, drew his sword, and charged forward: "Better late than never! Feng Hua Sect, today is the day to settle our scores!"

"Little snake, protect Xintang!" Xie Wei, still unconscious, didn't have time to check on his fellow disciples' injuries and could only focus on the immediate battle. "Holy Seal Spiritual Technique, Third Form—"

With slender fingers forming an ancient sacred seal, the radiant moonlight rapidly spread along the meridians, and layers of sacred seal runes slowly took shape in mid-air, transforming into a cold, crescent-shaped blade of light.

"Moonlight Cut!"

The crescent moon suddenly crashed into Yan Chenxiao, who was charging with his sword, pushing him back ten meters.

Xie Weixing used his toes for leverage, bursting through the air: "Bodhi Ice Sprout!"

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Electrocute me. orz

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