Then, Wanqi Yuan flashed and rushed towards Yuan Wenhuan at lightning speed, ready to take this opportunity to rescue Qingyao from him and take back Qingzhu's body. For a moment, the companions attacked each other desperately.

The only thing left in everyone's mind was the image of Qingzhu and Qingyao having their necks broken. They no longer cared about the heartache and only wanted to avenge their friends.

Endless hatred stimulated potential, and the power and momentum that erupted in that instant made the opponent's five masters more and more confused.

"I want you to die," Fu Ling'er also burst out with unprecedented potential. The surging power of chaos and the blazing red lotus fire made Shang Qingyun flustered and unable to focus on anything.

He wanted to use his cultivation to suppress Fu Ling'er, but every time he was about to succeed, he felt a sudden pain like a needle pricking his sea of ​​consciousness. Although it was only for a brief moment, it gave Fu Ling'er many opportunities to take advantage of.

Fu Ling'er's anger and grief made her hit him hard. Shang Qingyun's entire body, especially his chest and back, had been scratched with countless bloody marks by the God-killing Sword, each of which was shocking.

On Yuan Wenhuan's side, the atmosphere suddenly changed. Wanqi Yuan's incomparable and powerful pressure swept towards Yuan Wenhuan like a surging tide, as if to swallow him up completely. Facing such a terrifying pressure, Yuan Wenhuan felt like a small boat in the wind and waves, which could capsize at any time. However, despite his fear and unwillingness, he did not give in easily.

At that critical moment, Yuan Wenhuan dropped Qingzhu's body without hesitation, then grabbed Qingyao tightly in his hands at an extremely fast speed, and pushed her hard in front of him.

Qingyao's pale little face, distorted facial features, and slightly sunken head almost burst under the strong pressure.

Wanqi Yuan had been closely watching Qingyao's changes. When he saw Qingyao's face twisted in an instant, his heart tightened. Without any hesitation, Wanqi Yuan suddenly retracted the pressure he had released, fearing that if he continued to exert it, Qingyao would be crushed.

Yuan Wenhuan, whose back was bent, slowly straightened up. A look of madness flashed across his gloomy face, and a devilish smile of victory appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Haha, hypocrisy, don't you care about the lives of these three people? You can watch them die in front of your eyes without any reaction, and even resist recklessly. It's obvious that you value your own life more than theirs. Since you regard them as ants, why do you have to pretend to be so shameless now? It's pitiful, they died in such an unclear way, and died so miserably, haha, you are nothing special," Yuan Wenhuan's provocative words were really heartbreaking, and he was also anxious. As a favored child of heaven, he also used provocation and even used some white lotus methods. These unpresentable methods have always been despised by him, and now he actually used them.

He had a good hand, so how did he end up in such a passive state? He was puzzled. They were clearly strong enough to crush each other, and they could have done it perfectly? How did they end up in such a desperate situation?

Seeing that they were about to fall into an irretrievable situation, Yuan Wenhuan became extremely anxious.

Although he had provoked Fu Ling'er and his partner, he was not sure at all.

Isn't it just that he's not sure? He has no idea how close the relationship between his friends and Fu Ling'er is.

Even though Fu Ling'er and her partners do not have a contractual relationship, they believe in Fu Ling'er's character and her personal charm is unmatched by others.

Just like now, Fu Ling'er was already mad with anger because of the death of Qingyun and Qingzhu. The anger and grief in her heart turned into substance and attacked Shang Qingyun.

Shang Qingyun was so angry that his teeth itched. He didn't know why, but whenever he wanted to crush Fu Ling'er with his cultivation power, his sea of ​​consciousness felt like it was pricked by needles. Although it was only a short moment, the situation in the battle changed rapidly, which created many opportunities for Fu Ling'er to take advantage of. He specifically attacked his vital points. If it weren't for his high cultivation level, which allowed him to ignore the damage to a certain extent, he would have gone to see Ye Jiyun long ago.

Fu Ling'er launched a series of desperate attacks, and Shang Qing was so flustered that he couldn't focus on anything.

At this moment, Shang Qingyun had become a bloody man, especially his chest and back, which were cut by the Sword of the God of Death with countless bloody marks, so deep that the bones could be seen, and the blood was flowing non-stop.

When Shang Qingyun realized that the elixirs on his injuries were ineffective, blood was already flowing all over his body.

He felt that his vitality was fading faster and faster. If this continued, he would definitely be in despair.

Damn it, who was attacking him in secret?

Yuan Wenhuan had Wanqi Yuan in his control, putting him in a dilemma.

Now Yuan Wenhuan has reached a desperate situation. He is afraid that if he pushes him too hard, Qingyao will also fall into his clutches.

Now I have to rely on Ling'er's drug. I just don't know if Ling'er succeeded.

Faced with Yuan Wenhuan's provocation, he could only try his best to deal with it and delay time.

"You speak so righteously, but you are not good people either. Look, aren't your subordinates dying soon? Their deaths are a hundred times more tragic, and even their bodies are not left behind. How pitiful. Aren't you just watching them and not making any sacrifices for them?

Also, don't think I don't know your origins? Not only do I know who sent you here, I also know who is behind it? Do you really think Ling'er is easy to bully?

And Qingyun and Qingzhu's deaths will not be in vain. All of you will be killed, no one will escape. And your families, one day in the future, we will make the families behind you pay the price and bury them with you."

"Hahaha, you're not afraid of your tongue being blown away by the wind. You want to bury our family with you? Do you know who we are? How dare you speak so brazenly?"

"Hey, aren't you just the running dogs and cannon fodder from the Ninth Heaven, the vanguards of the Heavenly Emperor Palace? Seeing you all running here to die, how can Ling'er and I not help you? So... the next one will be you, you, and you." Wanqi Yuan nodded at Yuan Wenhuan and the people fighting over there. During this time, he glanced at Fu Ling'er obscurely, and Fu Ling'er nodded inadvertently. Wanqi Yuan knew that Ling'er had succeeded, and was waiting for the drug to take effect.

So, he responded to Yuan Wenhuan again and continued to delay time.

"It's not too late to turn back, brother. As long as you release the hostages, I will definitely let you go. Otherwise, you will die.

It is not easy to practice for many years. Are you willing to die in such a miserable way? Or are you willing to die for the illusory love and the benefits that you don't know whether you can get? Is it worth it? "Wanqi Yuan tried his best to persuade him to surrender.