108's performance surprised, annoyed, and disappointed Jin Zhanzheng.
The reason why he did this was to ask 108 to make a move. With this top powerhouse who could defeat Master Clairvoyant, there was no need for others to make a move.
However, he didn't expect that not only did 108 not have any intention to make a move, but he also took the white horse away.
If Jin Zhanzheng didn't know that 108 had always been loyal to He Yiming, he would even suspect whether this guy had evil intentions.
However, what he didn't know was that it was naturally not a problem for him to let 108 beat someone up. However, if he wanted to restrict the flow of He Yiming's true energy, then even if he really divided 108 into 108 parts, he would still be powerless to do so.
As for the white horse, although it was a powerful sacred beast, it had no problem killing people, but there was no way to save people.
If the two of them were to make a move, it would only make things worse.
Jin Zhanzheng and Ai Wenbin looked at each other. Although they were both dissatisfied, this was definitely not the time for internal strife.
After quickly recounting what he saw and heard, Jin Zhanzheng said solemnly, "Brother Ai, Senior Brother Wei, please help me. As long as you can seal Brother He's acupoints and stop his qi flow, it will be fine."
Ai Wenbin and Wei Zongjin both nodded slightly. Everyone who heard Jin Zhanzheng's words was surprised.
He Yiming's appearance clearly showed that he was possessed, but Jin Zhanzheng insisted that as long as his qi flow was sealed, it would be fine. What was even more strange was that he had actually put on such a big show. With the power of three masters, dealing with a guy who was delirious and possessed by the devil, this was really too careful.
In fact, with the strength He Yiming showed before the Life and Death Realm, if he was in a sober state, then even if there were twice as many people, no one would be surprised. However, if he were to say that he still had his usual martial strength after going berserk, that would be too overturning everyone's understanding.
Jin Zhanzheng didn't explain. He walked into the room with a dignified expression.
Among all of them, only these two people could gain his complete trust.
Wei Zongjin was his Eldest Senior Brother, and their friendship had lasted for more than a hundred years. They knew each other like the back of their hands.
On the other hand, Ai Wenbin was a Zun cultivator from Tian Chi. He Yiming's life was in danger. Even if someone put a knife to his neck, he would not harm this rising star of Tian Chi, the future pillar of Tian Chi.
However, if that wasn't the case, he wouldn't have asked the two of them to help.
In the room, He Yiming was still sitting in the same spot, but his breathing seemed to be a little faster than before.
After carefully sensing the stability of He Yiming's aura at close range, Ai Wenbin and the other two finally believed Jin Zhanzheng's words. However, they were even more curious about why He Yiming's body was in such a state.
Jin Zhanzheng nodded at the two of them and made a gesture. The two of them nodded slightly. They went in different directions and pointed their fingers at He Yiming's body at the same time.
The direction they pointed at was where the major acupoints of the human body were. If an expert of their level were to point at the acupoints, even a true Five-qi Zun cultivator would suffer a great loss.
However, just as their fingers were about to touch He Yiming's body, they suddenly realized that something was wrong.
He Yiming's palm had unknowingly been raised, blocking the path of their fingers.
Powerful vital energy surged out, causing the three of them to each take a step back.
At this moment, the shock in their hearts was indeed indescribable.
Even if this fellow did not go berserk, he was definitely delirious. However, under such circumstances, he was still able to easily block the attacks of the three of them.
Moreover, He Yiming's move was clearly the Path of Divine Divination. His two palms didn't seem to be fast, but the position and timing were just right. They couldn't make a move, but they couldn't stop either. It was as if they had swallowed a fly.
They took a step back at the same time, and Wei Zongjin couldn't help but ask, "Is his mind really delirious?"
Jin Zhanzheng looked at He Yiming's red eyes and said, "Eldest Senior Brother, he's definitely delirious. Otherwise, I wouldn't have failed to recognize him."
The muscles on Wei Zongjin's face twitched a few times inexplicably, and he asked, "Brother Ai, have you ever heard Sir Oracle say that he can perform the Path of Divine Divination when he's delirious?"
Ai Wenbin was tongue-tied and couldn't speak for a long time.
The Way of Divine Divination required an incomparably strong mental strength. When performing the Way of Divine Divination, one had to be extremely clear and calm. One had to stand on a completely objective point of view. If one was even a little bit tempted or deceived, then the Way of Divine Divination would be a huge joke.
However, looking at He Yiming's appearance at this moment, no one would believe that he was delirious. However, if one were to say that he was delirious, the foundation of the Path of Divine Divination was clearly there.
For a moment, Ai Wenbin couldn't help but show a bitter smile on his face. He really didn't know what to say.
Jin Zhanzheng frowned slightly and said, "Eldest Senior Brother, let's not care so much. Let's restrain Brother He first."
Ai Wenbin and Wei Zongjin nodded at the same time. They rushed forward again, and their hands fluttered continuously. At this moment, it was as if there were countless butterflies in the room, splashing out endless afterimages.
Nevertheless, in just a few breaths, everyone's faces changed again.
Under their storm-like attacks, He Yiming could no longer maintain his sitting posture, and he stood up.
But that was it. After standing up, he waved his hands continuously. Although his speed was not as fast as the others, what made the others feel sad was that no matter how unpredictable their techniques were, they would touch He Yiming's palms as soon as they came to his side.
Logically speaking, Jin Zhanzheng and the other two had 6 palms in total, but He Yiming only had 2. Even so, after fighting for a while, they still didn't gain anything.
Wei Zongjin took a step back and took a deep breath. Just as he was about to speak, he saw He Yiming taking a step forward with him, and one of his palms was going to hit Wei Zongjin's chest instead.
The newly advanced Venerable One from the Divine Wind Palace was furious, but he knew there was no reason to reason with this half-crazy person at this moment, so he could only sigh and wave his hand to block.
However, just as he stretched out his hand, He Yiming's hand strangely turned a corner and just happened to block Ai Wenbin's finger. Immediately after, he slapped Wei Zongjin again.
Wei Zongjin was so angry that he almost wanted to pull out his weapon and give He Yiming a ruthless beating. However, when he thought of the power of He Yiming's Five Element Ring, this thought was completely extinguished.
Jin Zhanzheng's heart suddenly moved, and he quickly shouted, "Everyone, lead him out."
After saying that, he took 2 steps back. Sure enough, He Yiming, who had lost his mind and was acting on instinct, immediately gave up on Wei Zongjin and chased after Jin Zhanzheng.
A hint of joy flashed across Jin Zhanzheng's face. While entangling with him, he left the room step by step.
He Yiming followed him out without hesitation. In the blink of an eye, the 4 of them had left the room and came to the street as if they were flying.
After Jin Zhanzheng and the other 2 entered, the sound of fighting was soon heard. This result made the rest of the people look at each other. 'Why did they really fight, and it seems to be very lively?'
At this moment, their hearts seemed to have been disturbed by a cat's paw. They all wanted to see what was going on inside regardless of everything.
The mutation that happened to a Venerable One was definitely the most attractive to powerhouses of the same rank.
However, as long as they looked at 108 and the White Horse Lightning not far away, the restless thoughts in their hearts stopped.
Nevertheless, what happened next surprised them even more.
Several figures flashed, and Jin Zhanzheng and the others had left the house and came outside.
Following that, everyone saw the change clearly. He Yiming was surrounded by Jin Zhanzheng and the other 2. They attacked quickly and targeted several of He Yiming's important acupoints.
Even so, when He Yiming blocked their attacks, it was very strict, and there was an indescribable surging momentum. It was as if when he waved his hand, it even contained some kind of magical law of the universe.
Of course, this feeling only lasted for a moment before it disappeared. Because at this moment, everyone clearly saw He Yiming's appearance. His slightly reddened skin and a pair of blood-red eyes that made people shudder with fear told everyone that this fellow had already gone mad.
It was impossible for a guy who had gone berserk to display any super battle skills.
But after a short while, everyone was once again shocked by what they saw. He Yiming's palms seemed to be waving randomly, but he forcibly blocked all the attacks from the 3 powerhouses.
Such a madman who had gone mad … was probably one of a kind.
The more Jin Zhanzheng and the other two fought, the more frightened they became. At first, they regarded He Yiming as a lamb that couldn't escape, but now they felt that there seemed to be a circle of inexplicable restraints around them, making them feel more and more helpless.
Faintly, they even felt that He Yiming had changed from a lamb waiting to be slaughtered to a tiger on the hunt.
Jin Zhanzheng felt a chill in his heart. He vaguely felt that if this continued, he would not be able to control this close friend of his.
It was only at this moment that he realized that He Yiming, who had lost his mind, had become even more unfathomable.
After another quarter of an hour, Jin Zhanzheng finally couldn't bear it anymore and shouted, "Brother Qi Lian, can you help us restrain Brother He?"
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