The Immortal Herb "Phantom Spirit Veiling God Orchid"-Xiao Wu's Identity as a Hundred-Thousand-Year Transformed Soul Beast Exposed!

Suffocation and the burning power of the Divine Dragon left Xiao Wu in unbearable agony.

Both hands clawed desperately at Yin Changqing's arm, which seemed cast from steel. Her legs kicked wildly, yet she could not budge him an inch.

It all happened in a flash of lightning.

From the start of the match to Xiao Wu's capture, only three breaths had passed!

"Let her go!"

Dai Mubai roared, unleashing White Tiger Fierce Light Wave and White Tiger Protection Barrier simultaneously as he lunged to attack.

Zhu Zhuqing became a ghostly afterimage, her claws stabbing toward Yin Changqing's back.

Huang Yuan and Jing Ling also charged forward desperately.

"Your opponents are us."

Dugu Yan sneered, scattering the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor's deadly poison across the air.

The Snake Blade in Meng Yiran's hand flashed coldly. Together with four elite disciples of the Holy Dragon Sect, she instantly formed a battle formation, holding Shrek's other five members firmly at the perimeter.

At the center of the arena, only Tang San, lying in a pool of blood, and Xiao Wu, suspended in the air by one hand, remained.

Tang San struggled to rise from the ground, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. He stared fixedly at Yin Changqing, his eyes blood-red:

"Yin Changqing!

The tournament rules strictly forbid taking lives! Let her go!"

Yin Changqing tightened his right hand slightly, and the sharp creaking of compressed bones rang out clearly.

Xiao Wu's pretty face turned purplish-red, her eyes filled with terror and despair.

"The tournament rules?"

Yin Changqing looked down at Tang San, his expression brimming with mockery:

"Tang San, do you think we're playing house?"

Tang San's chest heaved violently. As rage surged through him, his reason was completely swallowed by fury.

He no longer cared about the tournament's