At this moment, Li Changfeng was on his way when he suddenly noticed a lot of noise not far away. He looked puzzled and said, "Hmm? Something seems to have happened over there! It looks like something big has occurred. Anyway, we have nowhere else to go, so we might as well go and take a look!"
After saying that, Li Changfeng transformed into a blur and rushed towards the direction of the commotion, slowly disappearing without a trace.
At the same time.
The situation for the two major factions on the battlefield became increasingly dangerous. The Tang Clan disciples did not engage in close combat with them, but instead kept their distance and attacked them from afar, cruelly killing many disciples from both factions. However, they only lost a few dozen people, while the two major factions lost nearly a hundred disciples.
Zhou Zhiruo and Hua Xinglian looked extremely grim upon seeing this. Hua Xinglian gritted her teeth and transmitted her voice, "Zhiruo! This can't go on! We'll just be wasting our lives being worn down by these Tang Clan disciples! We two have to find a way to escape from here!"
Zhou Zhiruo hesitated for a moment upon hearing this, then resolutely said, "No! I can't abandon them! I can't do something like abandoning my companions!"
Hua Xinglian shook her head upon hearing this, "It's not a question of whether to abandon them or not! If we stay, we'll only be worn down and die. It's better to escape and seek revenge on them another day! We can't die in vain!"
Upon hearing this, Zhou Zhiruo hesitated, unable to make a decision for a moment. Hua Xinglian sighed upon seeing this and continued to attack the group of Tang Sect disciples. If things truly reached an irreversible point, she would leave without hesitation.
However, while Zhou Zhiruo was desperately fighting the enemy, she was also torn about whether or not to escape. If she stayed and fought to the death, she would only be doomed, and she might even be captured by these despicable people, leaving her in a state of neither living nor dying.
Seeing this, Mu Zhengya grinned maliciously, his eyes filled with lust as he looked at Zhou Zhiruo and Hua Xinglian. He then transmitted his voice to his disciples, "Remember to leave those two beauties alive! Let us brothers have a taste of them!"
Upon hearing this, everyone burst into lewd laughter and nodded knowingly. "Don't worry, Senior Brother Mu! We're also eyeing these two beauties quite a bit!"
After saying that, the Tang Clan disciples attacked one after another, fiercely killing the disciples of the two major sects. However, the attacks on the two of them were much less.
Seeing this, Hua Xinglian's face turned extremely cold. She immediately understood what these Tang Sect disciples were thinking and became even more ruthless in her attacks.
Hua Xinglian unleashed her full power, using the second move of the "Flower Shifting Grafting" technique, "Three Points into the Wood into the Wood." Streams of pink power gathered around her, and her entire body emitted a faint, alluring floral fragrance that subtly gave people a tingling, numb feeling.
Then, he unleashed a powerful palm strike with both hands, creating an eighty-foot-long blue and red palm print. The palm force was thick and continuous, emanating a heavy and majestic aura like a hundred-year-old flowering tree. It suddenly attacked the group of Tang Sect disciples with immense power!
"Boom!"
A violent explosion rang out, blasting a deep crater into the area where the Tang Clan disciples were located. A surge of true energy, resembling stubborn tree roots, erupted within their bodies, violently binding their meridians and transforming them into wood, where blood-red roots grew fiercely from within their bodies.
The Tang Clan disciples were tormented by this true energy, suffering excruciating pain and dying on the ground. Those disciples nearby who hadn't been affected suddenly went limp and collapsed to the ground, exclaiming in terror, "Damn it! This palm strike is poisonous! We need to stop breathing!"
Hua Xinglian sneered, "It's no use! Even if you don't breathe, it will still get in through the pores of your hair, and you'll still get infected!"
At this moment, Zhou Zhiruo's eyes narrowed upon seeing this, and she seized the opportunity to strike. Her true energy erupted, and she unleashed the third move of the Emei Swordplay, "Nine Golden Summit Nine Forms." A series of powerful and continuous true energy condensed in the sword, and she suddenly unleashed nine powerful and continuous sword energies.
It transformed into nine powerful and continuous golden sword lights, each containing a hidden, resonant Latent Force. Wherever it passed, the sword energy was fierce and relentlessly attacked the weak Tang Clan disciples, its power extremely ferocious!
"Swish!" "Swish!" "Swish!"...
Nine fierce whooshing sounds rang out as Zhou Zhiruo unleashed nine powerful and continuous golden sword lights, striking the group of weak Tang Clan disciples who were powerless to escape.
They could only hack them to pieces, their bodies broken and mangled, before their horrified eyes. Blood stained the ground. The two of them killed nearly fifty of them in a single, perfectly coordinated attack!
Hua Xinglian's eyes lit up when she saw this. "Zhiruo! Well done!"
At this moment, Mu Zhengya's face darkened with rage. "Those two bitches! They actually killed so many of our brothers! They deserve to die!"
Mu Zhengya roared, "Brothers! Let's not hold back! Kill these two bitches to avenge us!"
Upon hearing this, the Tang Clan disciples glared at the two women with murderous intent. They knew that if things continued like this, they would be the ones to die. So they stopped holding back and launched a frenzied attack on the two sects. Once they finished attacking, they immediately retreated, giving the women no chance to catch up.
Half an hour later.
The disciples of the two major sects were almost all dead, leaving only Zhou Zhiruo and Hua Xinglian, along with a few other disciples. However, they still had bloody marks on their bodies, and their faces were faintly black, as if they had been poisoned.
Suddenly, the remaining Emei Yihua disciples coughed up a mouthful of black blood and collapsed to the ground, barely alive. With their last breaths, they cried out in grief and anger, "You... you all run away!! Remember... avenge us!"
As soon as they finished speaking, these disciples all died on the spot. Zhou Zhiruo and Hua Xinglian were filled with grief and indignation. Their eyes were fixed on the group of Tang Sect disciples, and they engraved the appearance of each of them into their minds, vowing to take revenge on them one day.
Hua Xinglian slowly transmitted her voice, "There's no time to lose! Zhiruo, let's go!"
Zhou Zhiruo nodded upon hearing this. She knew that the situation was hopeless and that staying would only lead to her death. So, without saying a word, she followed Hua Xinglian and used her movement technique to escape.
Seeing this, Mu Zhengya sneered, "Trying to leave now? Too late!"
Mu Zhengya suddenly pulled her hand in the air, revealing strands of steel wire that looked like they were transparent. Four puppets appeared around them. These four puppets were extremely fast and instantly arrived beside the two of them, their arms like iron chains, tightly controlling them.
At this moment, the two of them were attacked by these suddenly appearing puppets and had no time to react. They did not expect that there would be such things hidden in the dark. Now they were captured and could not break free. Their meridians were sealed by these four puppets and they could not use their true energy at all.
Upon seeing this, Mu Zhengya burst into laughter, "Hahaha! Let's see how you escape now! You two bitches killed so many of our brothers, we will definitely avenge them, we must thoroughly humiliate you!!"