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Jun Wuhui laughed miserably, his pale face was filled with malevolence, and his eyes were scarlet red as if he had gone insane.
Since he had fallen into a disadvantageous position, he knew that he was not Jiu Muli's match. But even so, he did not give up, because he still had two helpers, each of them not weaker than him, so he did not hesitate to use his last trump card. He knew that even if that was the case, he could at most only harm Jiu Muli, but his goal was to buy some time.
Now that his scheme had succeeded, Jiu Muli was finally surrounded by the three of them.
"Surrender, you don't have a way out. Why are you struggling so fearlessly? We don't want to kill you."
Nu Feng said coldly, victory was in his hands.
The Holy Son Long Hua also had a carefree expression on his face as he said with a precious tone, "It's enough to be proud of yourself for letting us exhaust all three of our means. You should be satisfied."
"What do you mean, can't you send her on her way?"
Seeing that his two little fellows were still intending to rope Jiu Muli in, Jun Wuhui's face couldn't help but darken.
In the distance, when Meng Xianyue, who was forcing Jun Wuhui into a corner, saw this, her eyes were filled with puzzlement. It was not enough for her to not have any plans to help, and she could only look at Jun Wuhui and the other two with a gaze filled with ridicule.
"I'm afraid you all still don't know that she has a stronger trump card."
She was speechless and felt that the three of them were idiots. If she wanted to take them back, she should first beat them half to death so that she wouldn't be able to run away.
She did not like Jiu Muli, but she had never felt him to be weak, nor did she think that Jiu Muli would give in. After all, those who could reach such a stage, were all people with strong determination.
Especially after experiencing the Abyss Demon Realm, she was even more clear of Jiu Muli's terror.
At least, she still vividly remembered the strange Exotic Flame lotus on Jiu Muli's body. That kind of existence was simply a nightmare for the Great Emperor.
At this moment, Jiu Muli understood their plans, and his heart sank. He then sneered: "Good plan, but do you think you can trap me like this?"
The moment she finished speaking, the star formed by the Butterfly of Zhuangzhou inside her body suddenly turned towards the Star Soul of Universe Anger and abruptly moved closer. Streaks of bright rune, like invisible threads, instantly connected the two stars together.
Boom!
At this moment, the blazing flames suddenly erupted from her dantian, and the spiritual energy star at the very center gushed with a resplendent radiance, illuminating the entire Dantian Star Space, which was a field of gold.
Crack!
A resounding dragon and phoenix's furious roars echoed through the air. A lotus mark suddenly appeared on Jiu Muli's forehead, giving her a dignified and imposing appearance, as though she was born to be a divine being.
An immortal aura spread out from her body. A pair of dazzling wings suddenly appeared behind her back, making her seem dreamy.
At this moment, the taiji diagram expanded once again and released an unmatchable multicolored light. A thick aura of death entered the black fish. At the same time, a bright life force entered the white fish.
Yin and Yang, life and death, at this moment, they coexisted in a symbiotic relationship, rejecting each other's actions.
With Jiu Muli as the center, they spun endlessly, as if the world was destroyed, and all life returned to the dust, transforming into endless primal chaos.
Roar!
In her hand, the Dark Snow Blade released a high-pitched hiss, as if an ancient saint had awoken.
Kill!
She stepped forward decisively, and with one slash, it was as if she was cutting through heaven and earth, releasing an endless divine light. Carrying an unstoppable might, she swept towards Jun Wuhui.
"Do it, kill her!"
Jun Wuhui raged, her heart was filled with shock.
He did not expect that just now, it was not Jiu Muli's limit, nor did he expect that Jiu Muli would actually be so strong. This vast blade strike seemed to want to completely decimate everything in the world, turning everything into chaos, and leaving him with no strength to resist.
A sinister look flashed across his face as he waved the banner in his hand once more. Boundless blood-red light extended out with the intent to tear apart the nine heavens.
This was a terrifying Saint Weapon, because in the past, it was owned by a transcendent divine spirit, allowing it to create endless massacres, devouring the blood of countless living creatures, and even destroying the great dao of ordinary saints.
The banners flapped in the air and a fierce light shot out, colliding with the blade light in an instant.
Boom!
The terrifying destructive light was like a volcanic eruption. The thick blood energy was akin to a river of blood, a river of blood that blotted out the sky and covered the earth.
"Pfft!"
The long blade was smashed away and Jiu Muli was struck by the terrifying force. The blood vessels on his arm exploded, and his body was riddled with wounds.
She staggered back, her face dark.
However, just at this moment, there were another two fatal dangers approaching. One on the left and the other on the right, they were none other than the Holy Son of Long Hua.
One on the left and one on the right, fists and one storm, as if they were the source of destruction, wanting to completely tear Jiu Muli apart.
"Buzz!"
Vast amounts of life force flowed, Jiu Muli suppressed his injuries, took a step, and instantly rushed out. His entire body transformed into a long blade, once again rushing towards Jun Wuhui.
The combined strength of three people was too terrifying. Only by killing one would they have a chance.
"Again!"
Jun Wuhui's face paled, he was going all out, the banner was not something he could use at his level, it had caused his Spirit Qi to be greatly damaged twice, but right now he had no other choice, otherwise, he would be hacked apart by Jiu Muli.
In the end, a mouthful of his blood sprayed onto the banner. In the next moment, the banner flew up again, carrying a terrifying killing intent as it swept towards Jiu Muli.
Clang!
The long blade hacked at the banner once again. The bloody flag was lifted up by the saber light and was thrown back along with the pole of the flag.
He blocked it!
Jiu Muli's eyes shone with a deep divine light. Ignoring the fresh blood that was flowing from his hands, his body flashed and he once again released a continuous stream of blade light.
Boom!
Just as she left, two rays of bright red light passed by where she was standing.
He dodged it!
The incomparable speed made Jiu Muli ghostly again, allowing her to advance and retreat as she pleased.
Dang Dang Dang …
The sound of weapons clashing rang, Jun Wuhui tried his best to defend, but he was actually forced to fly backwards continuously as he was struck by Jiu Muli, his body full of wounds.
"Damn it!"
Jun Wuhui was completely furious, his hair was standing up straight like a hedgehog, it was too depressing. He was obviously stronger than Jiu Muli, but the opponent was too fast, he could only passively receive attacks.
They had already done their best, but Jiu Muli's movement was too fast for them to keep up.
"We can't continue like this."
The holy son of Long Hua and Nu Feng all came up with the same idea. In the end, they no longer chased after Jiu Muli, but one of them went to save Jun Wuwei while the other instantly arrived by his side.
No matter what, Jun Wuhui could not die. At this moment, they had already decided to take up defense and planned to delay things. After all, they still had a lot of experts who would be here soon.
"Let's go!"
Seeing that, Jiu Muli did not have the intention to continue fighting, she sent a sound transmission to Meng Xianyue, in the next moment, her body flashed, and she retreated quickly.
Seeing this, Meng Xianyue knew that there was no point in continuing the fight. Furthermore, the Holy Son Long Hua had already arrived, she was worried that she would be at a disadvantage.