Get Lost!

With Jing Fan of the Jingtian Sect launching a sneak attack from behind and Qian Xing's bizarre cold gleam before him, Nie Yun was caught in a pincer attack in an instant.

"I hadn't intended to kill you. You brought this upon yourself!"

Facing the attack from both sides, Nie Yun did not panic. Instead, he smiled faintly. As Defense Qi circulated, a round tortoise-shell barrier immediately enveloped his body. Then he exerted force with his hand.

Crack!

Qian Xing's head fell from his shoulders, his eyes wide open as his breath ceased.

Ding! Ding!

At the same time, two sharp sounds struck the defensive tortoise shell, like two mosquitoes biting it. They did not harm Nie Yun in the slightest.

Once the Defense Master talent reached its third form, unless the opponent's combat power surpassed his, it was fundamentally impossible for them to injure Nie Yun!

It was precisely because he had such confidence that Nie Yun had never cared whether Qian Xing might betray him.

"Defense Master talent... Damn it! Qingcheng, why haven't you made your move?"

Jing Fan's sneak attack had failed in a single blow, unable even to pierce Nie Yun's defenses. Her expression instantly twisted viciously. With a long shriek, she flipped both palms over, green smoke rising from her head as her strength doubled. She attacked once more.

"Burning her sea of qi? Has this woman gone mad?"

Hearing her call out to Qingcheng, Nie Yun knew she was likely Luo Qingcheng's master and had not wanted to kill her. Yet green smoke now rose from her entire body, her eyes bloodshot as she looked like a madwoman. He could not help feeling deeply vexed.

Burning one's sea of qi was a self-mutilating act. It meant exhausting one's entire future, potential, and even cultivation