A graceful white figure blocked his path. Jin Bingyun, who had been watching from the sidelines, finally made her move. The longsword in her hand was like a pool of autumn water, icy and cold. Guo Jing met it with his fleshy palms. When palm and sword collided, Jin Bingyun's body shuddered as she hastily retreated.
Though she had been sent flying, her posture remained elegant, without the slightest sign of panic. By the time she landed, her sword was already sheathed. She could not stop him, but buying this brief moment was enough.
Temujin snorted coldly in the distance, clearly dissatisfied that they had still failed to take the group down after so long. The Sky-Connecting Shaman shook both hands, and a cluster of dark shadows suddenly appeared around them. Resembling crows, they swiftly flew to Guo Jing and entangled him.
Guo Jing roared repeatedly, but no matter how he struck, he could not disperse the black crows surrounding him. At that moment, Lichimei, Phags-pa, and Naya'a arrived together.
One finger, one palm, one blade. Guo Jing sprayed blood wildly and immediately lost his ability to fight. Still not reassured, Lichimei and Phags-pa took the opportunity to seal the acupoints all over his body before finally breathing a sigh of relief.
"Guo Jing!" Seeing her beloved captured, Hua Zheng screamed and tried to rush over, but Temujin directly chopped the back of her neck with his palm, knocking her unconscious.
"Throw Guo Jing into the Heavenly Prison. Without my orders, no one is allowed to see him. Take Hua Zheng back to the royal tent and do not allow her to leave again." Temujin issued his orders with a grim expression, then glared fiercely at Song Qingshu and the others. "What happened today is not to be leaked outside,