Looking back at her subordinates who were besieged by more than a hundred masters, Lan Shuiyao had no time to make a choice and could only join the battle. She absolutely could not let these subordinates die at the hands of these so-called famous and upright sects, and the foundation she had just built with great effort must not be destroyed like this!

Because of Shui Yao's joining, the dangerous situation faced by the people in Wuxing Palace was slightly alleviated, but it was still difficult to escape!

On the other side, Yue Nanchen had a solemn look on his face and sneered, "I, the Prince of Yongnan, want to take charge of things, so I don't care whether it's the Jianghu or the imperial court."

The arrogant words made Holland's old face change. He knew that if he continued to speak, people would misunderstand that he, the leader of the martial arts world, was afraid of this yellow-haired boy. In this case, although he was a little afraid of King Yongnan's reputation, he still went forward to meet him.

At the same time, some leaders of the Three Mountains and Five Sects also attacked together at the signal of Holland.

Eight people, two swords, three knives, one palm, as well as a meteor hammer and a mountain-piercing thorn, eight masters, attacked Yue Nanchen at the same time, with a fierce momentum, like a raging storm, attacking Yue Nanchen from all directions, that fierce offensive almost changed the color of the sky and the earth.

Shui Yao noticed the situation on Yue Nanchen's side. She had an idea in her mind. After dealing with a man who approached her, she suddenly jumped out of the battle circle, stood beside Yue Nanchen, back to back with him, and drew her sword at the same time to take the attacks of the eight men.

Yue Nanchen's eyes softened, and the power of the cold sword in his hand was devastating, like the roar of thunder, and the thunder was overwhelming. Amid his wild laughter, his tall and slender figure spun in the sky at lightning speed. His fierce sword moves were like a murderous aura like thunder and lightning, covering the whole place from top to bottom.

And came just in time to protect Shui Yao.

Bang, bang, bang! After three sounds, three figures flew away and fell to the ground. They didn't even have time to scream. They were already a pool of mud, with their brains splattered and their hands and feet couldn't be distinguished from each other!

Then there were two screams, and two more figures appeared. However, the bodies of these two were still intact, just two halves. After they landed on the ground, they desperately crawled towards their own halves, and their intestines rolled out, stretching out a long...

Gurgle, gurgle, two more human heads rolled down in an extremely graceful posture and fell into the hands of the two people who were looking for the half-body. Their eyes met, and their miserable howls sounded like purgatory on earth.

Helan stood there in a daze, his face pale, staring at the scene in front of him in horror. It was impossible, absolutely impossible. The people who teamed up with him were all the best masters in the world. How could it be just one move?

Yue Nanchen landed and clung to Shuiyao's back, his expression still cold and sinister, "Helan, so this is how you became the leader of the martial arts world. In my opinion, I will be the leader of the martial arts world this year!"

His voice was cold and his attitude was arrogant. He stood in a pool of blood as if nothing had happened. Helan's heart trembled, and he suddenly felt a sense of fear and regret from the bottom of his heart. He shouldn't have provoked this man, he shouldn't have!

At this moment, Qianhun arrived with the guards and surrounded the villa. Those martial arts masters who were so arrogant the moment before suddenly changed their expressions in the next second. They no longer cared about dealing with the people in Wuxing Palace and united to face the guards.

"Brothers, the Jianghu and the imperial court have always been divided into two parts. Now the imperial court has intervened.

We have no choice but to retreat! " Helan is indeed a seasoned man. Even if he can't win and wants to escape, he speaks so openly!

"Want to retreat? That's difficult!" Yue Nanchen sneered, and his sinister and domineering voice sounded, "If I don't teach you a lesson, you won't know that there are some people in this world that you can't afford to offend! Kill them all, and leave no one alive!"

Helan's eyes widened. His words just now had already given enough face to the court, but he didn't expect that Yue Nanchen actually wanted to kill him all!

"Prince Yongnan, do you really want to stir up disputes between the imperial court and the underworld?" Helan shouted coldly.

“So what if I provoke you? I want to let you know that there are some people in this world that you cannot afford to offend!” As soon as Yue Nanchen finished speaking, he waved his hand coldly, and the guards rushed forward and immediately engaged in a melee with the martial artists.

Helan responded to the guards by shouting, "Brothers, they are outnumbered and powerful. We cannot overpower them. We must find a chance to break out. As long as we survive, we will never have to worry about lack of firewood. From now on, the grudge between the Jianghu and the court is sealed!"

Those Jianghu people obeyed the order and immediately looked for opportunities to escape. Yue Nanchen looked at them coldly and suddenly said in a cold voice, "Don't chase them, get off!"

Qianhun stepped forward and whispered, "Master, are you okay?"

Yue Nanchen shook his head and repeated, "Get down!"

Qianhun nodded and quickly led the guards out of the villa, but he was still worried and asked the guards to surround the villa.

The moment the door closed, Shui Yao suddenly felt a sense of emptiness behind her. She turned around and was horrified to see Yue Nanchen lying on the ground. There were three bloody holes on his back that were oozing blood, and his buttocks were severely pierced.

There were two mountain-piercing thorns inserted in it!

It turned out that he had already recovered from his injuries, and that he could no longer hold on. However, he still made those harsh remarks. She knew that from tonight on, no one would dare to cause trouble for her in the martial world when Wuxing Palace was around!

Unless that person doesn't want to live anymore, he would want to provoke such a desperate man!

In the room, Shui Yao tried her best and finally saved Yue Nanchen's life, but he had lost too much blood, his wounds became inflamed, and he had a high fever, so he had not yet passed the critical period.

When Lan Yi entered the room with clean water, she suddenly saw Lan Shuiyao holding a dagger, about to cut her palm. She dropped the basin to the ground with a bang, and rushed over to stop Shuiyao, "Master, what are you going to do?"

Shui Yao glanced at Yue Nanchen, who was lying on the bed with a pale face, and said in a calm voice, "Save him!"

“But…” Lan Yi stretched out his arm suddenly, “Use Lan Yi’s, Master…”

Shui Yao giggled, "Silly Lan Yi, I don't have the skills here. I don't know your blood type. Mine is type O, the universal blood donor, the safest and most secure!" After she said that, she crossed her palms, clenched her hands, put them to the man's lips, and watched the bright red blood drop by drop.

Lan bit her lip, stood aside, looked at Shui Yao, and thought to herself, it turns out that the master still likes this man!

"Master! Where is our Master?" Qian Hun's voice suddenly came from outside the door. Shui Yao's eyes darkened. She put her injured hand behind her and watched Qian Hun and Bai Ren rushing in from outside.

"Master!" Qianhun was shocked when he saw the thin and haggard Yue Nanchen lying on the bed, and then he cried out in grief, while Bai Ren was gloomy.

A face suddenly stepped forward, grabbed Shui Yao's collar, and said hatefully, "It's all because of you, because of you!"

"Bai Ren!" Qian Hun wiped away his tears, looked at Shui Yao who was wearing a veil, and suddenly whispered, "She is the Madam!"

When Qianhun said this, Bai Ren was stunned, and Shui Yao was even more stunned. It turned out that she had never lied to him at all, he had known it for a long time!

Qianhun wiped away his tears and said, "If it wasn't for my wife, would I be so desperate? It's a pity that I have never been in her heart!"

Shui Yao's eyes darkened. She knew Qian Hun was making a veiled attack, but now she was in a state of anxiety and didn't want to argue with him. She just said in a cold voice, "If you want your master to still be alive, then go out and wait obediently!"

Qianhun was stunned, sobbing, and walked out of the room angrily, pulling Bai Ren.

Shui Yao clenched her hands again and placed them on the man's lips, but this time, her expression was more determined.

She would never allow Yue Nanchen to die!

It was originally thought that Yue Nanchen would wake up after being in a coma for two or three days, but he was unexpectedly in a coma for eight days. He had a high fever and was talking nonsense. He almost reported to the King of Hell several times. It was Shui Yao who pulled him back from the gates of hell time and time again!

This man's body has not recovered at all, and he has no ability to face eight martial arts masters on his own, but he still fights hard in order to eliminate the trouble once and for all!

Does this man know that the most precious thing in this world is life?

Countless times, Shui Yao looked at the pale and ashen face of the unconscious man, and asked him and herself again and again. She had to admit that after meeting Yue Nanchen, the life creed that she had firmly believed in was distorted little by little and deviated from its original track.