At the center of the encirclement, Ming and Qin Mengmeng were locked in a fierce battle with [Zhaozai], and it would be more accurate to describe them as being unilaterally suppressed.

Watching Xie Wei and his companions fiercely battle the White Tiger, they were well aware of the difference in their strength. If they rashly intervened, they would not only fail to provide any help, but might also become a burden, causing more trouble for their companions.

Therefore, they decided to stall the person in front of them to prevent him from interfering with Xie Wei and the others' battle against the White Tiger. In this way, they could avoid putting themselves in danger and indirectly create more favorable fighting conditions for Xie Wei and the others.

The two intentionally distanced themselves from Xie Wei and his group's battlefield, making the fight move further and further away.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, Qin Mengmeng's short blade was flung away, and she herself flew backward.

[Calamity] gave Qin Mengmeng no chance to catch her breath, following closely behind and continuing its attack.

Qin Mengmeng turned in mid-air, dodging [Disaster]'s claw, but a shallow scratch was still left on her shoulder.

Blood gushed from the wound, staining her clothes red.

"Mengmeng!"

Ming hurriedly stretched out his right hand and circulated the spiritual power within his body. His fingers moved nimbly, and with his movements, spiritual power surged from his fingertips, transforming into invisible threads that wrapped around the specially made flying needles, which shimmered with a faint light.

Ming's gaze was focused and resolute as he locked onto his target—[Calamity]. With a gentle wave of his hand, the flying needles, propelled by spiritual energy, shot towards [Calamity] like arrows released from a bow.

They drew a beautiful arc in the air, carrying a sharp momentum, heading straight for [the disaster].

The flying needles were extremely fast, arriving in front of [Calamity] in the blink of an eye.

[Zhaozai] disregarded these attacks, easily deflecting them all with its sharp claws. Each swing was accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, drawing everyone's attention.

He then turned his body again and swung towards Qin Mengmeng.

Qin Mengmeng gritted her teeth, endured the pain, and once again blocked the attack of [Calamity] with her short blade.

This time, however, her short blade was noticeably less sharp than before, producing a piercing scraping sound when it clashed with [Disaster]'s claws.

Qin Mengmeng used the leverage to dodge her sharp claws.

[Bringing disaster] Without giving her a chance to catch her breath, it swung its claws again and attacked her.

It was incredibly fast, arriving in front of her in the blink of an eye. Its sharp claws gleamed with a cold light, sending chills down her spine.

Qin Mengmeng could only keep dodging the attacks of [Disaster] and looking for an opportunity to counterattack.

However, [Disaster]'s speed and power far surpassed hers, making it impossible for her to find a weakness.

Seeing that Qin Mengmeng was becoming increasingly unable to cope, Ming was extremely anxious. He gritted his teeth and concentrated his energy, inserting steel needles into various acupoints on his body.

This is an extremely dangerous act that causes great harm to the user's body. This practice requires a large amount of spiritual energy to support it, but the spiritual energy that the human body can produce and store is limited. If it is overused, it will exceed this limit, thereby causing internal disorders or even exhaustion!

Ming shouted and stomped his foot on the ground, which instantly cracked. He charged towards [Calamity] like a cannonball.

The two quickly clashed, and for a time it was difficult to determine a winner.

At this moment, Qin Mengmeng seized the opportunity, picked up the steel needle that had just fallen to the ground, quietly came behind [Zhaozai], and stabbed it into the acupoint on the back of her neck.

[Bringing disaster] Feeling pain, he turned around and slapped Qin Mengmeng with his palm.

Seeing this, Ming swiftly stepped in front of Qin Mengmeng, taking the hit head-on.

He coughed up blood and flew backward.

"Not bad," [Zhaozai] sneered, pulling out the steel needle from the back of his neck and crushing it into powder with a slight pinch. "Unfortunately, it's ineffective against me."

She was born with a poisonous constitution; her entire body was covered in potent toxins, and no poison had any effect on her.

Ming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, smiled, and stood up with some difficulty. Just as he was about to make a move, he was stopped by Zhaozai's words.

"Judging by the time, your companion should have already had his attack."

As soon as she finished speaking, Qin Mengmeng's face suddenly turned pale, and she spat out a mouthful of blood, which splattered on the ground, forming a pool of scarlet blood. Her body swayed, as if she had lost her support, and she weakly squatted down.

Her eyes were filled with pain and despair, and she clutched her chest tightly with both hands, trying to ease the unbearable pain. Blood trickled from the corner of her mouth, staining her pale cheeks and making her look incredibly fragile and helpless.

Ming quickly channeled his spiritual energy to check Qin Mengmeng's pulse. His brows furrowed tightly, his gaze fixed on the wound on Qin Mengmeng's shoulder. The wound was an eerie black, clearly indicating poisoning. This poison was no ordinary poison; it was likely some kind of specially made, highly potent, and without immediate treatment, it could be life-threatening.

He was about to remove the needles to heal her wounds when Qin Mengmeng stopped him, saying, "Third Brother...deal with her first."

"But your injury..."

"Leave me alone!" Qin Mengmeng's voice was weak but firm. "This is our only chance..."

Ming gritted his teeth, a hint of heartache flashing in his eyes, but he knew now was not the time to hesitate.

Just as he was about to fight [Zhao Zai] to the death, a large hand patted his shoulder, and a deep voice came from behind.

"Young man, don't look like you're ready to die. Things haven't come to that yet."

"Director Chen!" Ming exclaimed in surprise.

Chen Qiunan just smiled and said, "You can focus on healing her. As for you and that good lad surnamed Ye, you infiltrated the God's Lord's territory in such a dangerous way without permission. You'll be punished when you get back."

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