Tang Yan's mind was connected with the Dharma image. When the Dharma image was defeated, he felt a sharp pain in his head.

Leng Yuexi showed no mercy; with a flick of her jade hand, a giant icy sword hurtled towards Tang Yan.

At this critical moment, the people from the Hehuan Sect finally arrived.

Ding Yun, Deng Tuo, and Lin Jian, the three Nascent Soul cultivators, were all startled and shouted in unison, "Stop right now!"

They couldn't help but worry. Tang Yan's status was not low, and he had gone out with them this time. If something really happened to Tang Yan, they would have an inescapable responsibility.

Ding Yun walked at the front, displaying the pressure of the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm, and attacked Leng Yuexi.

Leng Yuexi sensed Ding Yun's power, her brows furrowed, and she hesitated whether to continue or retreat.

Just then, Qin Feng's voice came from beside me, "You continue, leave the rest to me."

Upon hearing this, Leng Yuexi's brows relaxed, and she revealed a faint smile. With Qin Feng here, there was no problem.

With a flick of her jade-like hand, the sword formation continued its attack, hurtling towards Tang Yan.

Tang Yan was shocked.

The members of the Hehuan Sect were all furious. "How dare you! You're courting death!"

Ding Yun, Deng Tuo, and Lin Jian couldn't help but attack Leng Yuexi.

When three Nascent Soul cultivators attacked simultaneously, their power and aura were beyond what a Nascent Soul cultivator could withstand.

However, Leng Yuexi showed no panic and continued doing her own thing.

Tang Yan was seriously injured and could not escape Leng Yuexi's attack.

Just as the greatsword of ice was about to assassinate Tang Yan.

A phantom appeared in front of Tang Yan, blocking the fatal blow for him.