Time seemed to have stopped at this moment, and everything seemed to have frozen. Fu Ling'er and her companions focused their attention on Qingyun, who had his head drooped.

He didn't even make a sound, didn't even know his sister Ling was beside him, and didn't even see Qingzhu for the last time. He just left... quietly.

"Ah... Damn it,"

Along with this shrill and desperate scream, Fu Ling'er's originally beautiful eyes had now turned red, and her eyes were soaked with tears.

Qingyun was recruited by her, she was her King Kong, her loyal partner! How could he just... leave like that?

Fu Ling'er clenched her teeth tightly, the grief and anger in her heart intertwined, making it almost impossible for her to breathe. She closed her eyes tightly, trying to suppress the sadness. At this moment, she couldn't let anger control her.

So, when she opened her eyes again, everyone couldn't help but gasp, as her eyes seemed to contain an endless dark abyss, bottomless and creepy.

But... a ball of blazing flames suddenly rose from her body, instantly illuminating the surrounding space. She was like an enraged demon, emitting a terrifying aura, and pounced towards Jiang Huaian at lightning speed.

I can't stand it. I simply can't stand it at all.

She would kill him immediately.

Jiang Huaian saw Fu Ling'er rushing towards him. He didn't expect that even after killing a person, he still didn't make the other party compromise? He didn't have time to think, and immediately used Qingyun's body to block himself, ready to use his body to take Fu Ling'er's fierce attack.

Fu Ling'er reacted so quickly that she changed her attack to grabbing and quickly snatched Qingyun's body.

Fu Ling'er used her shape-shifting skills to the extreme, and with the breeze floating, she had already brought Qingyun back to her own camp.

"Damn it," Jiang Huaian looked at his empty palm, a flash of annoyance in his eyes. Damn it, Fu Ling'er actually used this trick on him?

Just as Jiang Huaian was looking at the power of daze in his hand, Wanqi Yuan's attack was already approaching. Without any care, Wanqi Yuan vented all his rage on Jiang Huaian.

Youming's cultivation is only one step away from the Beast God. At this moment, the boundless pressure directly acts on Jiang Huaian. How can a mere God Lord compete with him?

Jiang Huaian's body froze and he was immobilized in an instant, unable to move at all. The next moment, his back was bent, and he was already seriously injured, so he didn't even have the consciousness to resist.

"Plop," Jiang Huaian was pressed to the ground by the powerful pressure. He knew that he was in trouble. He was unwilling to give up. He tried hard to look at Yuan Wenhuan and let him take the hostage to save him, but he couldn't do it.

Because it was not over yet, Jiang Huaian only felt the heavy force like a mountain squeezing his internal organs. He was in so much pain that even breathing became a luxury.

His eyes were bloodshot and he could only watch in despair as Wanqi Yuan approached like lightning, with a black blade spinning towards the carotid artery in his neck.

Fu Ling'er and Wanqi Yuan cooperated perfectly, completing the entire snatching and killing action in almost the blink of an eye.

Before Yuan Wenhuan could shout to stop, he still had the hostage in his hands, when he heard a "puff" sound. The black blade flew back into Wanqiyuan's hand amid the splattering blood.

Wanqi Yuan cast a fierce look at Yuan Wenhuan and Shang Qingyun, ready to press on and attack them with his double-edged sword again.

"You, you are so outrageous," Yuan Wenhuan widened his eyes and looked at Jiang Huaian, who was already dead, with horror on his face.

His heart sank to the bottom in an instant, a chill ran up his spine, and he felt panicked, as if a knife was hanging over his head.

No, he couldn't give in. Hostages? Yes, he still had hostages.

Then, Yuan Wenhuan chanted the incantation again, and the magic weapon in his hand suddenly flashed a dazzling red light. The light was like a burning flame, illuminating the surroundings red.

In the red light, Yuan Wenhuan grabbed one person in each hand, like holding a chicken, holding the two hostages in his hands, and lifted them high in front of him.

It was Qingzhu and Qingyao, both of them were unconscious and lifeless like Qingyun. Their lives were in the hands of the devil.

"Stop, if you dare to take another step forward, don't blame me for being ruthless. I will kill them immediately. Or do you really not care about these two lives?" Yuan Wenhuan stared at the double blades in Wanqiyuan's hands and shouted at the top of his lungs. His voice echoed in the empty field, carrying endless threats and anger, as well as fear hidden in this roar.

"Fu Ling'er, you bitch. Because of you, my Yuan, Jiang, Shang and three families have lost many powerful generals. I will take revenge on you. Now put down your weapon immediately, otherwise I will crush her to death," Yuan Wenhuan lifted Qingzhu in front of him and clasped his five fingers together in a threatening manner.

Qingzhu's originally pale face immediately turned red.

"No, let her go," the friends looked at Yuan Wenhuan's hand nervously, fearing that he might lose his balance and break Qingzhu's neck.

Yuan Wenhuan sent a message to Shang Qingyun, asking him to seize the opportunity. As long as Fu Ling'er and others laid down their weapons and relaxed their vigilance, they would kill Fu Ling'er immediately.

Shang Qingyun received the message and shook his hands behind his back, signaling his subordinates to be ready to take action at any time.

The subordinates understood what was going on and moved their feet. Divine power surged faintly throughout their bodies as they stared fiercely at Fu Ling'er and the people behind her.

"You let them go first, I'll let my men retreat," Fu Ling'er's brain was working rapidly, delaying time, wondering whether the drug plan could still be implemented?

Xiao Zixuanchen and others moved and took a few steps back.

"Hmph, I'm not discussing this with you. If that's the case, don't blame me for being cruel and ruthless," Yuan Wenhuan saw that Fu Ling'er was still stubborn, and he tightened his grip on Qingzhu's hand.

"Click,"

At the same time, he signaled Shang Qingyun and his subordinates to take action immediately.

"No..." Fu Ling'er let out an extremely angry roar, her beautiful eyes widened at the moment. Her whole body exuded a fiery aura, as if she had turned into a Fire Cloud Evil God, and she rushed towards Yuan Wenhuan desperately.

However, just as she was about to rush in front of Yuan Wenhuan, a figure rushed over like lightning and blocked her way. This person was Shang Qingyun. His face was solemn, and as he waved his hands, powerful air currents whistled out, colliding with Fu Linger's surging fire attack.

At the same time, Wanqi Yuan, who had been waiting for an opportunity, also made his move. Dark divine power surged throughout his body, and the powerful divine power gushed out instantly, once again exerting the heart-pounding pressure, pressing hard towards Yuan Wenhuan, trying to pin him down and make him unable to move.