"What's your name?" Ping 'er calmed herself down and asked in a serious tone.
"Cold Cliffs." Cold Cliffs hesitated for a moment before replying in a low voice.
"Cold Cliffs? You … you're not Ye Wuchen? "Ping 'er's guess was off. She was slightly surprised and disappointed. Based on all the rumours about Ye Wuchen and her own assumptions, the Ye Wuchen in her mind must be a handsome, handsome and powerful man. Years ago, he was even able to kill the God of War, Feng Zhaoyang, with one strike of his sword. The person in front of her had an extraordinary temperament and charisma. His entire face looked as though it was carved with a knife, and his eyes were incomparably cold. She instinctively thought that this person who had the ability to barge into the North Thearch Sect, which no one else could barge into, and came to look for Yan Zhimeng, would be Ye Wuchen, who she had an affair with back then. She didn't expect him to say a name that she had never heard of before.
Obviously, she had only heard that Ye Wuchen was not dead. She did not know that he was already "crippled".
Ping 'er's low voice made Cold Cliffs's heart skip a beat. His sharp eyes captured the obvious disappointment in Ping' er's eyes. His heart wavered for a moment. Coupled with the fact that she had tried her best to hide the truth for him, he seemed to have seen a ray of hope. He replied in a low voice, "I am not him … but he asked me to come."
"Ah …" Ping 'er raised her head in disappointment. She scrutinized Cold Cliffs and asked, "Then why didn't he come by himself?"
Cold Cliffs's previous statement was equivalent to a gamble. He would not allow her to reveal any more information. He said coldly, "If you know, tell me, where is she."
"Hey, what's with your expression? Why should I tell you? Hmph!" Ping 'er was infuriated by his cold tone and turned her face away in disdain. "Let me tell you, I'm Mistress's maid. From the first day I arrived at the Northern Emperor Sect, I've been by her side. If you want to know where Miss is, hmph, I'm the only one in the Northern Emperor Sect who knows, but I'm not going to tell you! "
"You!" Cold Cliffs raised his eyebrows. Just as he was about to stand up, he pulled on the injury on his foot. A sharp pain came, causing him to let out a soft groan. Hearing the commotion, Ping 'er turned her head around and her gaze fell upon Cold Cliffs's injured leg. Pouting, she said, "You'd better take care of yourself first. I initially thought that since you could barge into the Northern Emperor Sect, you must have some skills. I didn't expect you to be so weak. I don't even know how you got in … now that your leg is so seriously injured, even if I tell you, how are you going to escape and tell Ye Wuchen? "
Cold Cliffs fell silent. He took a light breath and circulated his Qi to suppress the injury on his leg. He did not practice any martial arts and was extremely lacking in healing abilities. All he could do was to use his own 'Qi' to suppress the worsening of his injury. Ping 'er took a step forward, her body almost touching Cold Cliffs. As the lady got closer, Cold Cliffs instinctively tried to move back. Ping' er snorted, "Hey, don't move. You stupid fellow, you don't even know how to heal. "
"You …" Cold Cliffs, who had never been berated like this by a lady, stared at her angrily. But Ping 'er did not even look at him. She stretched out her right hand and grabbed hold of his right ankle. With her other hand, she removed his shoes and socks at an even faster speed. His shoes and socks were completely dyed red with blood. The flesh around his wound had partially adhered to his shoes and socks. When Ping 'er tore them off, the intense pain caused Cold Cliffs's facial muscles to twitch. But his mind was in a daze for a long time, unable to regain his senses.
Before he met Ye Wuchen, he had no friends and had little contact with women other than his mother. Most of his time was spent by his mother's side. Growing up in such an environment, he had an instinctive aversion towards women. Although he was already in his twenties, he had never thought about marriage. On the day his mother passed away, he had decided to follow his mother's instructions and follow Ye Wuchen for the rest of his life. That, was the rest of his life.
At this moment, looking at the woman in front of him who was taking off his shoes and socks, a strange feeling that he had never felt before quietly emerged in his heart, causing him to forget about the pain in his daze. Then, he suddenly felt something, and in his vigilance, he suppressed the inexplicable emotions in his heart.
"Oh, I didn't know that you were so powerful. You didn't even make a sound when you were so heavily injured." Ping 'er stared at Cold Cliffs's pierced foot and her scalp went numb. She was secretly impressed by Cold Cliffs. Without waiting for Cold Cliffs to react, she stretched out her left hand, drew a circle in the air and slapped it on the wound on Cold Cliffs's foot. Just as Leng Ya was about to free his right leg from her grasp, he suddenly felt a warm current flowing through his leg. The pain slowly subsided as the warm current flowed into his leg, and he even felt a warm and comfortable sensation.
"This is our Northern Emperor Sect's Infernal Spirit Technique. Although I have never practiced it, it is still possible to heal such injuries. As long as you behave yourself, you might be able to recover in a few days." Ping 'er did not forget to recite the technique as she channeled her Infernal Spirit Energy into his wound.
Cold Cliffs's expression froze. He stared blankly at the young lady in front of him who had placed her palm on his foot. Beads of sweat were forming on her forehead …
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Boom — —
The deafening roar that seemed as though the sky was about to collapse continued for a long time. The entire Northern Emperor Sect, and even the Northern Emperor Sect within a radius of tens of kilometers, could hear the deafening roar. In the midst of this deafening roar, all the screams were drowned out and the people's hearing was temporarily lost.
"Xiangxiang Xiang, let's go." After shooting the 'Blood Slaughter Sky Piercing Arrow', he still felt as though he was completely exhausted. Even moving a finger was an arduous and heavy feeling. He shot the arrow, firstly to establish his authority, and secondly to attract the attention of the Northern Emperor Sect. He wanted them to create a period of chaos so that Cold Cliffs could take advantage of the situation to reduce the pressure on him. And his only choice at this moment was to leave. Otherwise, if anyone here were to attack him, he would not be able to defend himself.
On his shoulder, Xiangxiang Xiang was quiet for a moment. She did not release the white light that Ye Wuchen was familiar with. She quietly turned around and squeaked into Ye Wuchen's ear for a while. Ye Wuchen frowned. "I don't have enough power of space, so I can't teleport long distances? Phew … then I'll teleport anywhere I want. In any case, let's leave this place first. "
Previously, Xiangxiang Xiang had teleported from Evil Sect to the center of the Lost Lands. Then, she had used two short-distance teleportations. The power of space was a power that defied the laws of nature to control space, and it consumed a lot of energy. Within a certain period of time, Xiangxiang Xiang Xiang could only teleport a long distance once. And for the period before that, she had not been able to fully recover.
After receiving Ye Wuchen's new order, Xiangxiang Xiang squeaked in agreement. A circle of dim white light enveloped Ye Wuchen's body and he disappeared into the air without a sound. Due to the cover of the sand and dust, no one saw when he had left.
Amidst the sand and dust that covered the sky, the rubble that had been lifted up from the floor began to fall down like a rain of rocks. Whether it was the dozen or so people who had blocked the "Blood Slaughter Heaven Piercing Arrow" or the surrounding people of the Northern Emperor Sect, they were all sent flying by the powerful impact. And half of them, were sent flying with blood spraying everywhere. Although they had not come into direct contact with the power of the Forbidden Artifact, they could feel the heaven-defying power of the Forbidden Artifact from the aftermath of its power.
The study of the Northern Emperor Sect's Sect Master Yan Duanhun had turned into flying rocks and dust. A five meter wide, bottomless ravine stretched far away from where the "Blood Slaughter Heaven Piercing Arrow" had landed. In the ancient legends, the arrows shot by the Calamity Bow were arrows of calamity that could cause terrifying disasters. The first arrow, "Blood Slaughter Heaven Piercing Arrow", pointed at the sky, and could collapse the sky. Pointed at the ground, and could split the earth. Because Ye Wuchen's current ability was far too lacking compared to the Northern Emperor back then, the "Blood Slaughter Heaven Piercing Arrow" that he shot out was far from the limits of the Calamity Bow's power, but it was already enough to shock the world.
The three great God Level Rankers present, Yan Duanhun, Yan Tian 'ao, and Yan Tian' ao's nephew, the man who was only around fifty years old — Yan Duan Xue, three God Level Rankers, and a dozen or so Heaven Level Rankers tried their best to block, but still could not completely block the power of the Blood Slaughter Heaven Piercing Arrow. Like bundles of rice straws that had been blown away, they were sent flying far away … The seven Heaven Level Rankers who faced the Blood Slaughter Heaven Piercing Arrow head-on died on the spot. Even Yan Duanhun, Yan Duan Xue, and Yan Tian 'ao, who had the strength of a God Level, were also sent flying far away from the impact of the violent energy. Although they did not lose their lives, after landing on the ground, none of them were able to stand steadily. All of them staggered and fell to the ground, the blood in their chests surging crazily. If it were not for the fact that they were firmly suppressed, they would have already spewed out. When they stood up, their entire bodies still retained the feeling of being fiercely sliced by countless blades.
If one of them had suffered a crushing defeat and was injured by an arrow shot by the Northern Emperor's Bow, they could still accept it. But even with the full strength of three God Level Rankers who rarely made a move, and the power of a dozen or so Heaven Level Rankers, they still suffered a crushing defeat. They could not help but be violently moved. In their hearts, they could not help but tremble with fear and trauma. And that long ravine that had split the ground made them all suck in a deep breath of cold air in shock.
When the smoke and dust dispersed, the Demonic Emperor had already disappeared. The air was filled with the smell of dust and sounds of moaning that overlapped with each other. Yan Tian 'ao and Yan Duan Xue clutched their chests and quickly walked to Yan Duanhun's side. They asked: "Sect Master, are you alright? Young Master, he … "
"I'm fine." Yan Duanhun's face showed slight pain, but he immediately suppressed it. He turned his head to look at Yan Xi Ming who had already fainted on the ground in the distance, and shook his head: "Xi Ming will not be injured under the protection of the three of us. She has only fainted."
He raised his head to look at the sky, but he could no longer see any trace of the Demonic Emperor. He said in a low voice: "As expected of the legendary forbidden weapon … If any one of us had been hit by it …"
"Without a doubt, we would have died!" Yan Tian 'ao's old eyes were filled with power as he said in the same low voice.
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