The Ghost School's Alliance of Five Great Clans Suffers a Crushing Defeat (III)

Gui Shan clutched his chest, blood gushing from between his fingers, his eyes glaring angrily at Xuan Jian opposite him.

In his battle with Xuan Jian, he was constantly being suppressed by Xuan Jian, and the Buddhist techniques were also very effective against the Ghost School techniques.

Moreover, Xuan Jian's cultivation of vital energy was clearly much deeper than his.

That's why he was at a disadvantage from the very beginning when he faced off against Xuan Jian.

This time, he clashed head-on with Xuan Jian, but Xuan Jian's Mighty Vajra Finger Force actually pierced through his palm and went straight through his chest.

Xuan Jian looked at Gui Shan and said expressionlessly, "Gui Shan, surrender! Your sect leader will soon be killed. I might consider sparing your life."

Gui Shan's eyes darted around as he looked at his surroundings and discovered that fierce battles were erupting on various battlefields.

I thought to myself, if the sect leader decides the outcome first, then it will be difficult for me to escape. I must think of a way.

But this bald guy in front of me is not easy to deal with. It seems that I can only escape this calamity by finding someone to take down with me.

Gui Shan remained silent, continuing to defend against Xuan Jian's attacks.

He simply moved slowly toward the direction where Li Qianqi and Chen Hui were fighting.

"Hehe! Elder Li, have you taken a fancy to her? Otherwise, why are you staring at her like that?" Xiahou Yi slapped Li Qiantong with a charming smile.

The palm wind was filled with a fragrance that was intoxicating. Along with the fragrant wind came a ribbon, which seemed to float slowly but actually quickly toward Li Qiantong.

Li Qiantong smiled faintly. This Xiahou Yi is really interesting? He thinks he can deal with me with such simple tricks?

I'm already over two hundred years old, what kind of woman haven't I seen?

Without making a sound, Li Qiantong grabbed the ribbon with his right hand and pulled it casually. Xiahou Yi seemed to fly towards Li Qiantong without any force.

Before Xiahou Yi could even get close, Li Qiantong's left hand had already struck out with a palm, aiming directly at Xiahou Yi's lower abdomen.

Xiahou Yi, who was prepared, suddenly went limp as if boneless and fell to the ground.

Seeing that his attack had worked, Li Qiantong wrapped his right hand around the ribbon, intending to bind Xiahou Yi.

"Ah!" A scream escaped Li Qiantong's lips, and he released the ribbon in his hand.

The acupuncture needles that had been attached to the ribbon finally managed to strike Li Qiantong along the ribbon. Li Qiantong, caught off guard, fell into Xiahou Yi's trap.

It seems that men of all ages are attracted to beautiful women.

"Hehe, Elder Li, you can't rush things. You have to take it slow!" Xiahou Yi shot towards Li Qiantong at lightning speed.

"Bang!" Li Qiantong was directly struck by Xiahou Yi's palm, and his whole body flew away into the distance.

Li Qiantong steadied himself a short distance away, calming his surging breath. He then looked at his right arm and saw that it was completely black.

Moreover, accompanied by a wave of numbness, Li Qiantong immediately knew that Xiahou Yi's poison needles were highly toxic.

He immediately used his left hand to tap his right arm repeatedly, trying to stop the spread of the venom, before conducting a more detailed examination.

However, Xiahou Yi wouldn't give him that time. She flicked the ribbon in her left hand and tied it up towards Li Qiantong.

At the same time, he swung the ribbon in his right hand, which resembled a stick, and thrust it directly at Li Qiantong.

Li Qiantong could only watch helplessly as he was entangled in the ribbon and then stabbed far away by the ribbon stick.

"Ugh!" Li Qiantong spat out a mouthful of blood, though the blood was tinged with black.

Immediately, Li Qiantong knew he was in grave danger; the poison had already seeped into his Bloodline.

If I continue fighting Xiahou Yi, I'll probably die here today.

Li Qiantong hurriedly used his movement technique to try to escape, but his movements had already begun to slow down, Xiahou Yi quickly caught up.

Xiahou Yi's ribbons fluttered, carrying a captivating fragrance, as they continued to entwine around Li Qiantong.

These aromas can accelerate the onset of the poison in the needle.

That's why Li Qiantong lost control of his body immediately after being hit by Xiahou Yi's poisoned needle, allowing Xiahou Yi to attack him at will, and now he can't escape even if he wants to.

This time, Xiahou Yi brought out his treasured deadly poison. How could he let Li Qiantong get away so easily?

Li Qiantong hurriedly turned around and began to fight Xiahou Yi, but as the two fought, the numbness in Li Qiantong's body gradually spread.

In the end, he was completely wrapped up by Xiahou Yi's ribbons, like a rice dumpling.

Xiahou Yi picked up Li Qiantong and immediately withdrew from the battlefield, flying away into the distance. She didn't care about anyone else's life or death.

Now she needs to cultivate her own Mystic Yin Succubus Art, which is her real business. After all, only by becoming stronger can she live longer.

The disappearance of Xiahou Yi and Li Qiantong went unnoticed, as everyone was focused on dealing with their own enemies.

Chen Hui, panting, looked at Li Qianqi opposite him. He hadn't expected that the gap between his strength and that of these veteran Grandmaster was still quite large.

At that moment, a figure shot in, quickly struck out with a palm towards Chen Hui, and then dodged to the side without even looking.

Then another figure arrived, pointing a finger at the previous figure, but that figure had already hidden behind Li Qianqi.

Li Qianqi was attacking Chen Hui with his sword when it met Xuan Jian's finger.

"Ding!" A crisp sound rang out. Li Qianqi's longsword bent slightly, and Xuan Jian's fingers were already retracted.

Just then, Gui Shan had already stood still behind Li Qianqi when Chen Hui's broadsword attack followed.

This also achieved Gui Shan's goal. He knew that Chen Hui was a newly promoted Grandmaster, and among so many people, he was the weakest.

Only by facing him can I have a chance to defeat him and escape from here.

Then Gui Shan wielded his Mourning Staff and began fighting Chen Hui.

The battlefield where the two fought gradually moved away from this place as the battle progressed.

Li Qianqi looked at Xuan Jian opposite him and his expression immediately became serious. After exchanging a move with him, he knew that the bald man's strength was definitely no less than his own. He truly lived up to his reputation as a famous Buddhist monk.

Feng was looking at Dao Xing blocking his way with a grim Dao Xing. He had lost count of how many times he had tried to break through.

However, each time he was blocked by the three people at the door, and each time he was blocked, the other two would attack him at the same time.

All I can say is that these three brothers from the sect are truly worthy of having grown up together; their understanding of each other is so profound that Feng is deeply impressed.

However, Feng's heart was filled with resentment at this moment. Why don't you go deal with them? Why keep targeting me?

However, his question is destined to remain unanswered.

Therefore, with the combined attack of Dao Xing, Dao Hai, and Dao Sheng, Feng's aura became increasingly weak.

Finally, suddenly, a powerful aura erupted from Feng's body.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Dao Xing, Dao Hai, Dao Sheng flashed away, trying to escape from here.

A deafening roar erupted from the arena where the four were fighting, followed by chaotic currents of energy surging everywhere. Feng then chose to self-destruct.