Unfortunately, it was already too late. A melodious, girlish laugh drifted over on the wind, and with a flash of red light before their eyes, all three beautiful faces that had been facing them vanished without a trace.
Hongling extended a jade-like finger and pointed at the sole remaining lovely face before her. The sound of the ox-hair needles tearing through the air grew even sharper, while Huangmu True Person's expression filled with utter horror.
He no longer had time to react.
After spitting out several mouthfuls of essence blood in succession, the magic power he had barely gathered through his secret art had already been exhausted.
Unwilling though he was, he could only sit there and wait for death, praying that his barrier could block the opponent's attack!
But how could it be that easy?
Hongling had not hesitated to fight one against four, making enemies of all the Nascent Soul Realm old monsters present, so she naturally meant to accomplish her goal.
This despicable Huangmu True Person had to die!
Hiss...
The sound of something piercing the air was incomparably shrill, and surging spiritual power flooded the surroundings as the ox-hair needles slammed into the opponent's barrier.
A reek of blood spread through the sky. The defense the opponent had laid down at the great cost of his essence blood was no ordinary thing, yet at this moment it was pierced through as if it were thin paper. Shock and terror appeared on Huangmu True Person's face, and even his mouth gaped wide. "No, impossible..."
Yet there was no time for him to think it over slowly. The ox-hair needles stabbed through in a flash, riddling him like a sieve. He was covered in a thousand holes, and not a single patch of intact skin could be seen