Having already worked together once, their movements this time were even more fluid and perfectly coordinated.
Chu Xinglan focused her mind and took charge of connecting the three plates of Heaven, Earth, and Man, coordinating the operation of the formation. The vast and pure power surged towards Jiang Wuyai, who was the main attacker, like a confluence of rivers.
Unlike her previous battle against Yun Miaozi, Qin Zhaoyue did not attempt to use various miscellaneous techniques for support this time.
Although the opponent before him was also a second-rank, he was far from being a monster who had touched the threshold of first-rank; he was merely "ordinary".
With the support of the profound power of the three array formations, Jiang Wuyai felt his internal energy surging and surging, overwhelming and unstoppable.
Beneath the face mask, a faint yet undeniably joyful smile played at the corners of his lips.
That faint smile, it's like plum jam~
Faced with the fierce palms of the aristocratic guards that rushed towards him with a ghostly light, Jiang Wuyai neither dodged nor avoided, but simply pushed out a palm seemingly casually.
This palm strike, devoid of any fancy moves and even appearing somewhat slow, contained the terrifying power of three array formations converging together.
They arrived first despite being late, firmly marking the opponent's offensive.
boom!
The two terrifying forces collided violently once again, their energy surging and spreading outwards, completely crushing the remaining furniture and decorations in the room into dust.
This time, Jiang Wuyai remained as steady as a rock, not moving an inch.
The aristocratic guard, however, was struck as if by a heavy blow. He let out a muffled groan, his face drained of color in an instant, and he was sent flying backward uncontrollably.
Unfortunately, he flew backwards directly towards the window, which meant he was directly facing the direction where Qin Zhaoyue was hiding.
Tsk...
Qin Zhaoyue silently rolled her eyes in her mind.
These second-rank cultivators are truly devoid of martial ethics; they're all like this, specifically picking on her, the easy target.
This is no coincidence; it must have been a calculated move by the other party in a moment of crisis.
In the split second before the guard was about to crash into the window, the figure by the window blurred slightly, and Qin Zhaoyue, who had been standing there, had disappeared.
Instead, Chu Xinglan's figure appeared, as cold and aloof as snow.
As expected, the guard who was flying backward suddenly twisted his body at the critical moment, and the dark blue light gathered on his palms surged, striking out with incomparable ferocity.
The intention was clear: even if they couldn't capture or kill the person by the window, they wanted to severely injure or even force them to retreat, creating an opportunity to escape.
Unfortunately, he was no longer facing Qin Zhaoyue, whose cultivation level was "low," but rather Chu Xinglan's sword, which had been waiting for a long time and was as cold as ice.
Whoosh!
The sword flashed like a cold lightning bolt, a clean and swift downward slash.
There was a soft "swoosh" sound, followed by the dull thud of a sharp weapon severing bones and muscles.
A pair of fleshy hands, imbued with the power of the Azure Palm, were severed at the wrist and fell straight to the ground.
Blood gushed from the cut, instantly staining the ravaged ground beneath their feet.
The guard screamed and staggered backward, the last trace of color draining from his face, leaving only the contortion of excruciating pain and incredulous horror.
"The art of teleportation... You, you are sorcerers of the Heavenly Evolution Sect!" The answer was obvious.
Qin Zhaoyue, who had seemed detached from the battle, made her first move in the instant she shifted her position.
She steadily supported the Empress behind her with one hand, while her other slender hand casually waved lightly.
Aya, who was secretly adjusting her breathing and trying to find an opportunity to escape, suddenly found the air around her frozen.
A black cage formed from pure potential energy appeared out of thin air, completely enveloping and imprisoning her within!
The cage exuded a cold and chilling aura of punishment, which was precisely the "punishment" aura that Dou Zhan had comprehended.
Although Qin Zhaoyue was only at the third rank, with the support of the resonance of the three realms of Heaven, Earth, and Man, her true energy flowed smoothly and without hindrance, and her actions were extremely secretive and swift.
Ayaduo, also a third-rank official, was injured and by the time she realized the danger, she had already lost the initiative and was trapped.
She had suffered internal injuries in the aftermath of the previous collision. Although it did not significantly affect her strength, she was by no means completely unharmed.
Seeing that the second-rank guards of the aristocratic families were at a disadvantage and knew they were no match for him, he had been waiting for an opportunity.
She waited for the guard's dying counterattack to create chaos, then she could take advantage of the confusion to escape.
But she never expected that a second-grade expert would be defeated and die so quickly!
With just a moment's hesitation and observation, she found herself in a predicament.
Dark green Gu mist surged wildly from her body, attempting to corrode and melt the black cage bars.
The point where the two collided emitted a teeth-grinding "hissing" sound, as the black gas and green mist eroded and wore each other down.
However, the cage of punishment was exceptionally sturdy and could not be broken in a short time, leaving her in a complete stalemate.
It’s over…
At this moment, Ayado's face was ashen, deathly pale.
They thought that having a second-grade expert protecting them was enough to ensure their safety, but who would have thought that the Da Gan court could actually mobilize the Tianyan Sect, which had long been in seclusion!
A profound sense of absurdity and despair gripped her.
On the other side, neither Jiang Wuyai nor Chu Xinglan were talkative people.
Take advantage of your weakness and kill you!
The two men, one in front and one behind, moved with lightning speed, simultaneously attacking the aristocratic guard who had already been severely injured and lost both of his hands.
He was already struggling to gain the upper hand in a one-on-one fight, and now, severely injured and attacked from both sides by two veteran second-grade grandmasters with array enhancements, the terrifying pressure from the front and rear "domains" made him feel like a flying insect trapped in amber, completely unable to move.
Chu Xinglan's sword flashed, like a fleeting shadow, and swiftly beheaded him.
At the same time, Jiang Wuyai's powerful palm strike landed on his back.
It's a pity that a second-grade expert's body shattered in an instant, and he was dead beyond any hope of survival.
In the blink of an eye, from the moment the three appeared and launched their surprise attack, it was only ten breaths before a second-grade cultivator was killed and his life was extinguished!
Ayaduo, trapped in the black cage, had already withdrawn her futile struggle with the Gu mist, her face ashen.
Ha, what's the point of struggling anymore?
Could I possibly be stronger than that guard?
All that remains in my heart is a profound sense of absurdity:
Could the grand scheme that the powerful families had been plotting for so many years have failed so easily?
Putting aside the terrifying strength of these three, once they lose Qin Jingheng, their "legitimate" trump card, they will become traitors and rebels whom everyone can kill.
At that time, how much of the morale of those soldiers recruited through righteousness and money will remain stable?
We've lost, everything has failed...
The three women raised their hands and removed their veils, revealing their true faces.
Unable to move on the bed, Qin Jingheng frantically rolled his eyes, trying his best to see the face of the person who came to save him.
"You are... Chu Xinglan, the Commander of the Ziwei Terrace?"
The Ziwei Terrace is otherworldly and mysterious, and has always been guarded by only one person.
Aside from grand ceremonies like the sacrificial ceremony to Heaven, he rarely saw Chu Xinglan, but he vaguely remembered her appearance.
Recognizing her, Qin Jingheng felt somewhat relieved.
However, when he caught a glimpse of another slender, familiar figure out of the corner of his eye, he was struck dumb!
"You, you are...Sixth Sister???"
His voice rose sharply with extreme astonishment, even cracking, filled with an incredulous tremor.
Even if he guessed ten thousand times, he would never have imagined that the person who came to save him would be his sixth sister, who had been regarded as an outsider in the royal family since childhood!
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