Ning Wuyun was furious. He struggled for a while, causing the iron chain to clang. A large amount of cold Qi and spiritual energy poured into his body, sealing his meridians and acupuncture points. He couldn't help but turn pale with fright.
With his strength, it was naturally easy for him to shake off the iron chain. However, he was like a lamp that had run out of oil. He didn't have much strength left. He just wanted to save as much energy as possible to ensure that he could kill Onishi and Yang Qingxuan.
Yang Qingxuan, as a Three Star Realm Thousand Realms Whirling expert, was actually able to bind him with a treasure. This made him furious and frightened.
Clang!
Ning Wuyun struggled again. This time, the iron chain loosened a little, but it didn't break free.
The iron chain swayed around him and tightened around him.
Ning Wuyun roared at his subordinates, "You trash! You can't even deal with a Three Star Realm Thousand Realms Whirling expert? Hurry up and kill him! "
His subordinates were originally experts. There were Four Star and Five Star Realm Thousand Realms Whirling experts. However, they were all crippled in the previous battle. Yang Qingxuan, on the other hand, was in his peak state. Moreover, he was a King of Glory who could kill people above his level.
His figure flashed as he took out his halberd again and charged at the defeated soldiers.
Meanwhile, his second Primordial Spirit stayed in place and continued to pull on the iron chain.
Ning Wuyun was shocked and angry. He tried to struggle again, but he still couldn't break free. He was so angry that he went crazy. If he had known earlier, he would have used the power of three times at once. Then, he would have most likely broken free. Now, he had wasted three times of power.
Moreover, Ning Wuyun found that his subordinates were no match for Yang Qingxuan. In the distance, Onishi was desperately swallowing pills to gather energy.
What made Ning Wuyun even more shocked was that he found that Onishi's injuries were recovering at an unimaginable speed.
In fact, Onishi had swallowed a large number of souls during this period of time. All of them had accumulated in his body. He probably wouldn't be able to digest them all in a few years. These souls were the best tonics. When he was injured, he would release them in large quantities to replenish his physical strength.
Ning Wuyun knew that he couldn't delay any longer. He immediately roared and used his six Star Realm Thousand Realms Whirling power. With a bang, the Chaos Spirit Divine Iron broke.
Yang Qingxuan's Second Primordial Spirit suffered a backlash and was sent flying.
At the same time, his main body reacted, sensing an immense danger. Ignoring the others, he quickly came back to his senses and formed a hand seal with his left hand. Countless vortexes appeared around him, and he sent out a palm strike.
This was his self-created technique, the Three Thousand Seals of Transforming Dao into Heaven.
Onishi roared as he gathered all of his sword qi into a single point and attacked.
"Boom!"
The three forces suddenly collided.
Ning Wuyun still had the upper hand. Onishi and Yang Qingxuan were both sent flying. Both of them vomited blood, their injuries were not light.
Ning Wuyun's body shook a few times, his face extremely pale.
He had used up almost all of his strength in this attack, but he still couldn't kill the two of them. Anxious and angry, he roared, "Kill! Quickly kill the two of them! They are already seriously injured and won't survive. "
The Ning Family's disciples were all bitter. They were also seriously injured and didn't have any strength left.
After Yang Qingxuan was sent flying, it didn't take long for him to stabilize his body. He held the halberd in front of him and looked at everyone vigilantly.
Onishi's whole body was flashing with green light. His appearance was very terrifying, but it could be seen that he was like a lamp that had run out of oil and was slightly trembling.
At this moment, the void fell into a strange state of dead silence.
Almost everyone only had a little bit of strength left. It was still okay to protect themselves, but it was almost impossible to kill anyone.
Ning Wuyun was so angry that he vomited another mouthful of blood. He even couldn't stand steadily.
Suddenly, a sense of danger came. Everyone's heart trembled, and they hurriedly became alert.
A man slowly walked out of the void with a gloomy face. Every step he took caused ripples under his feet. The energy was slightly pushed away, as if he had locked on to everyone.
This person was the same as Yang Qingxuan, only a three-star early-stage Thousand Realms Whirling cultivator.
But what scared everyone was that this person was at his peak state, while they were already arrows at the end of their flight.
Ning Wuyun and Yang Qingxuan's expressions changed at the same time. In their hearts, they cried out, "Not good!"
Ning Wuyun had never seen this person before. He was afraid this person was an enemy. Yang Qingxuan was even more depressed. The person who came was actually Xun Yu.
"Hehe, what an interesting scene. What is everyone doing? Holding a tea party? "
Xun Yu's gaze swept across the scene. He understood the situation clearly, and his eyes shone brightly.
He, a three-star Thousand Realms Whirling cultivator, had actually become a Sovereign at this moment.
Yang Qingxuan smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Xun Yu, if you like tea parties, we can hold them every day when we return to Voidless City."
Xun Yu stared at Yang Qingxuan, and the corner of his mouth raised into an unfathomable smile. "Oh? But what if we can't go back? "
Yang Qingxuan's heart thumped. He hurriedly said, "As long as Brother Xun Yu is willing, we can naturally go back."
Xun Yu said again, "But what if I'm not willing?"
Ning Wuyun naturally heard that the relationship between the two didn't seem to be so harmonious. He was immediately overjoyed and said, "Is this friend Xun Yu? I've long heard of this friend's name and have always wanted to meet you, but I never had the chance. Today is such a coincidence. As soon as I see you, you're indeed a dragon among men. It's a pity that I'm injured now. Why don't Brother Xun Yu help me kill these two bastards? I'll become sworn brothers with you and fulfill one of my long-cherished wishes. "
He was a six-star peak Thousand Realms Whirling expert, a top powerhouse who was one step away from reaching seven-star. When he flattered, he actually did it without any trace. This made the Ning Clan's disciples present feel embarrassed.
Xun Yu smiled and said, "Lord Wuyun, you want me to work for you for free with just a few simple words? How much is a sworn brother worth? "
Ning Wuyun said, "It turns out that Brother Xun Yu wants some money. This is even simpler. As long as you kill these two people, my Ning Clan can satisfy you no matter how much money you want."
Xun Yu smiled and said, "What if what I want is the entire Ning Clan?"
Ning Wuyun was furious and gnashed his teeth in hatred. If he was still in his state, he would have killed this person with a palm. But at this moment, he could only swallow his anger and laugh awkwardly. "Haha, Brother Xun Yu is really humorous."
Xun Yu's gaze moved back and forth between the few people. In fact, he was also very conflicted in his heart. He didn't know which side to help.
Yang Qingxuan said, "Brother Xun Yu, although you suffered some hardships when you were with me, I never made things too difficult for you and even set you free. If you mix with Ning Wuyun and wait for his injuries to recover, do you think you can still live? Even if you keep your life, can you still get the promised money? "
Ning Wuyun hurriedly said, "I can point to the heavens and swear that I will never hurt Brother Xun Yu. The promised money will definitely be fulfilled and will never be recovered."
Yang Qingxuan sneered and said, "You can make the promise, but what about the others? Haha, a transaction with unequal strength can't be fair. "
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