"Invulnerable to swords and spears? I refuse to believe it!"
The angles from which these three made their moves were quite bizarre.
Yin damage.
Fang Chen's groin, eyes, and throat were all within their attack range.
"What exactly do you want?" Murong Qiao shouted, grabbing Fang Chen and retreating hastily. However, she had already done her best against the combined attack of three cultivators of the same level.
boom!
Murong Qiao blocked two of the sword energies, but the remaining one struck Fang Chen's thigh without leaving a mark.
Instead, Murong Qiao flew backwards with Fang Chen, landing in the grass some distance away.
"Still calling yourself 'this one'! Still fuming! I'm burning with lust!"
Li Lin, who was leading the group, walked over laughing heartily.
He glanced at Fang Chen, then looked at Murong Qiao, who had lost the ability to fight, and smiled.
"Brother, this girl possesses pure Yin energy, which is very effective for your breakthrough in the Hehuan Technique. After you've finished enjoying her, let us have a taste too!" the short, strategist cultivator Y said with a smile.
"no problem!"
Li Lin laughed and turned to the young man who hadn't spoken yet. "Wu Lao Er, take this man with you. Let's go to a secluded place first. Someone might come here."
"Alright, brother!"
Wu Lao Er stepped forward, grabbed Fang Chen's two hands, and prepared to drag him out.
"Why? Why?"
Upon hearing the words of these three people, Murong Qiaojiao's expression changed drastically, and she looked up at the sky with grief and indignation.
As a member of the family born out of wedlock, when he was twelve years old, an elder of the clan taught him the Yin-Yang Technique. In order to increase his strength, Murong Qiao had no choice but to practice this technique.
To her surprise, the elder actually intended to use her pure Yin energy to break through the bottleneck of the Core Formation stage.
Although Murong Qiao was extremely unwilling, she had no choice.
Because that old man had placed a restriction on his body.
She had no choice but to comply.
However, some time ago, one of the three cultivators from the Golden Sword Sect discovered the cultivation technique he was practicing and immediately gave chase.
"I don't want to be someone's furnace, I don't!"
Two lines of tears slid down Murong Qiao's smooth cheeks.
But so what?
She had resigned herself to her fate, but after seeing Fang Chen's imposing presence descending from the sky, she thought that Fang Chen would be her benefactor and could save her from her misery.
Unexpectedly, Brother Fang's strength had not recovered, and he was in dire need of protection himself.
How can I save myself?
"No...no..."
Suddenly, a voice that sounded like someone who had seen a ghost rang out.
Murong Qiao looked over with tears in her eyes, only to find that the cultivator holding Brother Fang's hands was trembling all over, his eyes filled with terror, as if he had seen something frightening.
"Wu Lao Er, what's wrong with you?"
Just as Li Lin was about to lift Murong Qiao up and fly away, he heard Wu Lao Er's voice and immediately turned around to look.
At this moment, Wu Lao Er's eyes were filled with terror.
His whole body trembled, and his vital energy was scattered and constantly dissipating.
His cultivation level had actually dropped to the peak of the Qi Refining stage in an instant!
But Wu Lao Er seemed unable to break free!
"Third brother, go help him, I'm going now."
Li Lin grabbed Murong Qiao and flew away.
Behind them, the short, strategist-like cultivator looked wary and reached out to grab Wu Lao Er, preparing to pull him away.
At the same time, a sword aura shot out, heading straight for Fang Chen's eyes.
What's going on?
The short cultivator was taken aback the moment he grabbed Wu Lao Er.
He discovered that his spiritual energy was being drained away from Wu Lao Er in a frenzy.
The short cultivator's sword energy dissipated instantly as his spiritual energy surged out, and he collapsed to the ground, his body going limp.
Li Lin had already carried the defenseless Murong Qiao a short distance away. Seeing that his two underlings hadn't followed, he looked back in surprise.
His brow furrowed slightly.
"Second brother, third brother, what are you doing? Hurry up!"