"Hahaha, what a naive woman. Has she gone mad from being locked up in the mountains all these years?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Wuxi immediately burst into mocking laughter, "That's right, your Yuan Yan Sect has gotten used to being a coward all these years, so you probably think everyone will show mercy to the 'weak,' right?"

"Who are you calling the weakling!"

Upon hearing this, the disciples of Yuan Yan Sect could no longer bear it. They were willing to die in battle, but they would not accept such humiliation.

They are currently at a disadvantage, so they are genuinely wary, but that doesn't mean the other side can treat them with impunity!

"What, are we wrong?"

Feng Wuxi said with a mocking expression, "If it were before, wouldn't you have already made your move? Why would you be talking nonsense with us like this!"

"Senior Brother Feng, make your move!"

At this moment, the other disciples of Daoxing Sect reminded Feng Wuxi that the use of supernatural powers has a time limit and cannot be delayed for too long.

"Three plagues, three winds, and ten transgressions!"

Although Feng Wuxi was arrogant, he was never a conceited person. He was very cautious in front of Jun Feijue, and when he made his move, he showed no mercy and directly used his ultimate move, "Since you don't know what's good for you, then die!"

"Whoosh..."

In an instant, the three-colored light transformed into ten black gusts of wind, roaring as they swept towards Jun Feijue.

"Pisces Shield!"

The terrifying energy contained within the attack caused Jun Feijue's expression to change slightly, and he immediately released a shield.

"Splash..."

However, to Jun Feijue's surprise, the shield that had always been invincible turned out to be as fragile as paper this time, and was broken in the first encounter.

"Whoosh..."

Upon seeing this, she immediately reacted, brandishing her long spear to block the attack.

However, the intensity of this attack far exceeded her expectations. Although she had pushed her mental power to the maximum, the gap in strength was simply insurmountable. In just a short while, sweat appeared on her forehead.

"Hahaha…"

Meanwhile, the Nangong brothers and their companions were also being relentlessly pursued by the Daoxing Sect disciples, and the disparity in numbers put them at a significant disadvantage.

They are never afraid of one-on-one situations, but in one-on-two or even one-on-three battles between experts, such unfair situations make it extremely difficult to turn the tide.

"Pfft..."

Finally, the Yuanyan Sect disciples were all injured and breathless, clearly indicating that the Daoxing Sect disciples had put immense pressure on them.

"Bang..."

Upon seeing a long sword about to slash at Senior Sister Jin's neck, Jun Feijue quickly diverted his attention to provide mental support.

"call out…"

As a result, the blade veered off course, narrowly grazing Senior Sister Jin's chin. The sharp chill made her scalp tingle instantly, and she quickly adjusted her body to avoid it.

However, before she could even cast a grateful glance at Jun Feijue, the attack came again.

"Ha, now you still have the leisure to care about others."

Feng Wuxi took in the entire situation, sneered, and with a flick of his wrist, increased and decreased the intensity of his attack, while also increasing the speed.

"Bang..."

Finally, Jun Feijue was caught off guard and a cloud of black mist seized an opening, striking him fiercely.

"Girl!"

Upon seeing this, Tiandi immediately flew forward and caught the person in time, preventing them from falling to the ground.

"Pfft..."

But the heavy blow just now still caused Jun Feijue to spit out a mouthful of blood.

The indescribable pain in her internal organs caused her brows to furrow tightly, and her small face instantly turned deathly pale.