"Brother!"
Wang Xian 'er fluttered over. Her beautiful face was filled with worry.
Her eyes, which were as clear as the autumn waters, were misty.
She had wanted to help Wang Yan earlier, but she could not do anything once the battle started. She could only stay away and watch in fear.
"You little girl, I'm not dead yet. Why are you crying?"
After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Wang Yan felt much better. He reached out and scratched Wang Xian 'er's delicate nose.
Wang Xian 'er immediately circled around Wang Yan. She found that his face was pale and his aura was weak.
In an instant, she heaved a sigh of relief as if a heavy burden had been lifted from her shoulders.
"Brother, leave the rest to me."
Her calm voice contained an unquestionable firmness. Wang Yan was startled. He smiled and shook his head.
He reached out and touched Wang Xian 'er's head. "No need. Xian' er, just watch. I don't care about your brothers."
Qiu Chi was so angry that he almost vomited blood.
He had to admit that Wang Yan was very strong, so strong that it was abnormal. Wang Yan could fight him head-on with his Level 5 Star Guide cultivation.
In fact, if he had not ruthlessly ignited his cultivation during the earlier exchange, he would have been smashed to bits by Wang Yan's punch.
Qiu Chi's eyes burned as he recalled the terrifying power of that punch.
Qiu Chi stared at Wang Yan with a burning gaze. He was absolutely certain that the Tyrannical Emperor's Fist was an Earth Rank Martial Skill!
"Wang Yan, as long as you hand over the Earth Level Martial Technique, I'll let bygones be bygones."
Qiu Chi clutched his collapsed chest and said greedily. He waved his hand weakly.
When Du Yuan and the other two saw this, they immediately rushed forward and protected Qiu Chi in the middle.
"The Misty Forest is dangerous. It'll be fine if a few disciples die, right?"
Just at this moment, Wang Yan said something that did not answer the question.
He looked at Qiu Chi seriously, as if asking him a question.
Qiu Chi was slightly startled. He nodded subconsciously and said, "Wang Yan, on account that we are from the same sect, as long as you obediently hand over the Earth Ranked Martial Technique, I can guarantee that I will not cause trouble for you in the future."
Qiu Chi was sure that Wang Yan would compromise. After all, he had the advantage in numbers.
Moreover, in the battle just now, he and Wang Yan had both suffered varying degrees of damage.
Although Wang Yan looked fine, it was impossible for him to be completely fine.
If Wang Yan really had the ability to fight again, why would he waste his breath on him?
Thinking to this point, Qiu Chi laughed even more sinisterly and arrogantly, the fat on his face trembling.
"Never come looking for trouble with me?"
Wang Yan sneered, his eyes devoid of emotion.
"This condition is really not that great, so you should just die."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Yan stomped hard on the ground with one foot, and his entire body shot towards Qiu Chi like a cannonball.
Wang Yan's sudden attack caught Qiu Chi by surprise, but he immediately laughed sinisterly.
"Brat, you're looking for death, don't blame others!"
"Du Yuan, Lin Tu, Jin Sheng, the three of you capture this brat as fast as you can."
Qiu Chi shouted coldly and quickly gave his orders. He then added, "Remember, I want him alive!"
After that, Qiu Chi completely ignored Wang Yan, who was like a ferocious tiger or a hungry wolf hunting its prey. His narrow eyes stared straight at Wang Xian 'er, his gaze filled with lust and lust.
"Meteor Pierces the Sky!"
Suddenly, a delicate shout rang out, clear and cold as frost.
A dazzling illusory star appeared above Qiu Chi's head without warning, and it emitted the aura of a Stage Five Star Attractor.
"This is … the soul skill you displayed in the hall?!"
Qiu Chi's pupils shrank, and he instinctively wanted to dodge, but it was too late.
The attacks of spirit cultivators were unpredictable. Adding on the fact that he was heavily injured, how could he dodge Wang Xian Er's attack that had been prepared for a long time?
"Ah!"
The illusory star smashed into Qiu Chi, who had just retreated, and disappeared in an instant.
Qiu Chi howled miserably, and he clutched his head with both hands, shaking it with all his might.
His fat face was already distorted, and he started to hit his own head as he howled, as if he had gone mad.
Soul skills were a type of attack that targeted one's soul, so they were naturally illusory.
After Wang Xian 'er cultivated the Mysterious Heaven Divine Soul Technique, she could use her powerful soul power to make soul skills tangible.
Not only was it more lethal, but it could also confuse her opponent, and catch them off guard.
"Du … Du Yuan!
Kill her now! "
Qiu Chi's body trembled uncontrollably, and he stared at Wang Xian 'er with bloodshot eyes as he roared with difficulty.
But he was one step too late.
Because Wang Yan's attack had arrived!
The astral power in his body poured into his fist, and he bent his arm and threw a punch. The whole movement was done in one go.
"Fission Fist!"
Wang Yan used his full strength.
Du Yuan had to face it head-on, but he was not worried about being injured, because Lin Tu and Saint Jin were already charging at Wang Xian 'er.
This woman was Wang Yan's weakness. Once she was captured, they could do whatever they wanted.
Wang Yan saw this, and he anxiously tried to stop Lin Tu and Saint Jin.
"Your opponent is me."
Du Yuan seemed to have seen through Wang Yan's thoughts, and he drew his long sword with a playful look on his face.
Then, he swung his sword.
In an instant, a pure astral power turned into an illusory sword, flashed like a star, and then disappeared.
"Chi!"
The sound of a red-hot knife cutting through tofu rang out. Dazzling starlight flickered and split the fist formed by Wang Yan's Star Power into two.
"Is that all you've got?
Then don't die! "
Du Yuan could not help feeling stunned when he saw Wang Yan's sword break Wang Yan's seemingly ferocious and powerful attack. However, he soon felt relieved.
Wang Yan must have used up all his astral power in the previous battle against Qiu Chi.
Now, he was just a tiger made of paper. He only had the looks and was not worth mentioning.
As Du Yuan thought, Wang Yan's astral power had been consumed in the previous battle.
But Wang Yan's power was beyond Du Yuan's imagination.
"Get lost!"
With a roar, Wang Yan rushed forward again, but he was stopped by Du Yuan again.
In a hurry, Wang Yan mobilized some of the astral power stored in the Sky Burial Rune, infused it into his arm, and then smashed it at Du Yuan.
At this moment, Wang Yan used his arm as a weapon.
The dense astral power was constantly circulating, emitting a terrifying aura.
But Du Yuan smiled disdainfully. He thrust his sword forward, aiming for Wang Yan's throat.
As the saying went, the longer one was, the stronger one was. No matter how fast Wang Yan was, he was still slower than Du Yuan, who was wielding a sword.
Wang Yan had no choice but to withdraw his arm to defend himself.
Seeing this, Du Yuan sneered, and his eyes suddenly turned cold.
"Slash!"
With that, Du Yuan made a sword gesture, and the sword in his hand instantly burst out a dazzling light, which was extremely dazzling.
The aura alone was enough to make people's cheeks hurt, as if they were being cut.
The long sword carried a torrential astral power, and it slashed at Wang Yan's arm at the speed of lightning.
"Since you only have one arm left, I will make you an armless man today, and completely cripple you!"