"The Eye of the Heavenly Demon!" Zhu Xie Chixin exclaimed solemnly, "Everyone, don't look into her eyes!"
Unfortunately, it was too late. Many of the embroidered-robed messengers' eyes were also tinged with purple, and then they turned their guns on their companions.
Those embroidered-robed messengers never expected that their comrades-in-arms, with whom they had shared life and death, would suddenly turn on them with their swords, resulting in heavy casualties almost instantly.
Immediately afterwards, the embroidered messengers with purple eyes roared and charged towards Zhu Xie Chixin.
Zhu Xiechi was both shocked and furious. He hurriedly dodged and blocked, because these were the elite of the Embroidered Robe Envoys, and he did not want them to be injured, so he always restrained his attacks.
Unfortunately, the Embroidered-Clad Envoys, controlled by the Eye of the Heavenly Demon, showed no mercy and attacked his vital points relentlessly.
These people were already skilled in using formations, and even though Zhu Xie Chixin was highly skilled, he was forced into dangerous situations due to being constrained.
After a while, he roared angrily, knowing that if things continued like this, he would also die here, and he no longer held back.
He transformed into a red blur, swiftly weaving through a procession of embroidered messengers.
He was so fast that the others couldn't keep up at all, and soon they were all sent flying with screams.
Every so often, the embroidered-robed messengers in the arena would collapse, clutching their legs and hands on the ground, wailing in pain.
Zhu Xie Chixin did not take their lives, but instead broke their hands and feet, rendering them unable to move for a short period of time.
Although they were seriously injured, at least they retained their manpower, and they can return to work after a few months of recovery.
However, this would create a power vacuum for the Embroidered Robe Envoy for several months. He glared angrily at Yun Yuqing: "You bitch, you're asking for death!"
Then, with a flick of his wrist, a terrifying soul-snatching rope stretched out from his sleeve. At the end of the rope was a pitch-black scythe, and even from a distance, one could feel the stench of blood and the resentment of the dead emanating from it. Clearly, this scythe had reaped the lives of countless experts.
Yun Yuqing looked solemn, her eyes gleaming with a bright purple light, and Zhu Xiechixin's eyes also faintly showed a hint of purple.
However, his eyes cleared up after a moment, and he snorted, "If your cultivation were a little higher, I might actually be controlled by your Heavenly Demon Eye, but unfortunately you are still far from it!"
No sooner had she finished speaking than the jet-black scythe appeared behind Yun Yuqing without her noticing.
Yun Yuqing lightly touched the ground with her toes, and runes flashed beneath her feet as she hurriedly dodged. At the same time, she began to draw runes with her fingers in an attempt to counterattack.
Unfortunately, her opponent was Zhu Xie Chixin, a half-step Grandmaster, who would not give her a chance.
The scythe appeared repeatedly from various unbelievable angles, like a leech clinging to a bone, forcing Yun Yuqing to interrupt her rune writing and hastily dodge.
Yun Yuqing tried more than ten times but was interrupted each time, and she couldn't even draw a single rune.
Zu An frowned more and more deeply. He noticed that Yun Yuqing's space to dodge was being forced smaller and smaller. He figured that in less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, she would be forced into a corner by the Grim Reaper's scythe.
He sighed inwardly, realizing that he was not a heartless person after all.
In a flash, he appeared beside Yun Yuqing, wielding his sword to block the fatal blow of the Grim Reaper's scythe for her, and then quickly said, "I'll block him for you, quickly draw the talisman."
This kind of fragile mage needs a tank like himself to hold the line.
Yun Yuqing opened her mouth, tears glistening in her beautiful eyes, but she didn't say anything polite now, instead quickly drawing the runes.
She knew that Zhu Xie Chixin's cultivation level far surpassed that of the two of them, and that only by fighting with all their might could they have a sliver of hope.
Seeing this, Zhu Xiechi was both shocked and furious: "Zu'an, do you know what you're doing!"
Zuan sighed: "Thank you for your concern, Commander, but it's a pity she saved my life twice. I can't just watch her die."
"This is treason!" Zhu Xie Chixin said sternly. "From now on, you will have no place to live in the Great Zhou, or even in the entire human society. Is it worth it?"
Even Yun Yuqing subconsciously looked at him, wanting to hear his answer.
Zuan sighed: "Many things in this world cannot be measured by whether they are worth it or not. I only know that if I don't save her today, I will live in guilt and pain for the rest of my life."
Zhu Xiechi's expression immediately turned cold: "Since you're ruining your future for a woman, then die with her!"
His aura surged, and the Soul-Hooking Rope in his hand instantly transformed into countless scythes of death, attacking him.
Zu An was on high alert, but unfortunately he couldn't dodge, otherwise Yun Yuqing behind him would have been torn to shreds.
His face was ashen as he used all his skills to defend against the sickles attacking from all directions. Soon, his body was covered in wounds, and countless drops of blood gushed out.
The difference in cultivation levels between the two sides was too great; no matter how he tried to cope, it would be futile.
Fortunately, he had the Primordial Chaos Scripture rapidly circulating, repairing his injuries; otherwise, he would have already been sliced into countless bloody mists by that terrifying scythe of death.
Zuan sighed inwardly. He remembered how easily and gracefully Yun Jianyue dealt with his scythe when he saw it in the Eastern Palace. But when he faced it himself, he realized just how terrifying the scythe was.
"Rain and Clouds Sorrow * Slay Evil!" At this moment, Yun Yuqing's voice, choked with sobs, came from behind. She had witnessed how much harm this man had endured to protect her without ever backing down. She only regretted that she didn't have an extra hand and completed the rune array at an unprecedented speed.
Various strangely shaped runes flashed in mid-air, followed by countless purple laser beams, all with the same target: Zhu Xie Chixin in the arena.
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