With three supreme masters, they were invincible upon descending the mountain.

"Kid, give up the fight."

Old Hu looked at Ye Yaocheng with a cold smile, his eyes like those of someone looking at a caged beast.

"I admit you are very strong."

"But there are too many of us, you can't hold out."

Ye Yaocheng didn't speak. He knelt on the ruins, panting heavily.

His dantian was empty, and the nine-patterned golden elixir was dim and without light.

With each breath, my body aches as if it's being torn apart.

Wang Rui stepped forward, a cryptic smile playing on his lips.

"Ye Yaocheng, I see that you and Wang Shiyu have a good relationship."

"How about this, as long as you obediently become my subordinate, we'll consider today's matter wiped clean."

As he spoke, he glanced at Gu Yaoguang.

"Young Master Gu, you wouldn't refuse to give me face, would you?"

Gu Yaoguang clenched his fist tightly; he knew exactly what the other party meant.

If Ye Yaocheng really agrees, then this fierce dog will belong to the Wang family.

Then Gu Yaoguang will never have the chance to avenge the humiliation he suffered in the illusion.

But he couldn't openly oppose it.

After so many years of open and covert struggles among the major families, they still have to maintain appearances.

"certainly."

Gu Yaoguang forced an ugly smile.

"I will naturally give Brother Wang face."

He stared intently at Ye Yaocheng, praying frantically in his heart that he must refuse, refuse him fiercely, only then would he have a chance to take revenge.

Ye Yaocheng supported himself on his knees and slowly stood up, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

"The experiences I, Ye Yaocheng, have had in my life are far beyond the comprehension of you spoiled brats!"

He raised his hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"You want me to submit? You'll have to wait another 20,000 years!"

The moment he finished speaking, his aura exploded once again!

Although it is faint, its spine stands straight.

Upon hearing this, Gu Yaoguang was overjoyed, his voice brimming with uncontainable delight.

"Brother Wang, you heard it too. It's not that I'm disrespecting you."

Wang Rui's face darkened, and he stared at Ye Yaocheng, his gaze shifting from trying to win him over to murderous intent.

"If you refuse a toast, you'll have to drink the penalty cup."

"Gentlemen, let's not hold back any longer! Let's join forces and slay this beast!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Gu Yaoguang and Old Hu rushed out impatiently!

"die!"

Gu Yaoguang slashed down with his sword, carrying a strong killing intent.

Ye Yaocheng dodged to the side and threw a backhand punch at Gu Yaoguang's ribs!

Unfortunately, he now only has less than 30% of his usual strength, so he can't inflict much damage at all.

Gu Yaoguang took the punch head-on, only taking half a step back, his laughter growing increasingly smug and arrogant.

"Hahahahaha!"

"Ye Yaocheng! Where's your strength?!"

"Where did that imposing air go?!"

He swung his sword backhand and slashed a bloody gash in Ye Yaocheng's shoulder!

Ye Yaocheng gritted his teeth and stepped back.

He tried to mobilize his inner energy, but his dantian was like a dried-up well; no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't squeeze out a single bit of power.

Moreover, as he mobilized his power, he experienced excruciating pain throughout his body, as if his muscles were being torn apart.

This made him freeze for a moment.

In that instant, Old Hu seized the opportunity, his eagle claws tearing through the air, leaving five deep, bone-revealing bloody gashes on his chest!

Ye Yaocheng staggered back several steps, crimson blood dripping from his fingertips.

"Wang Rui, how long are you going to wait?!"

Gu Yaoguang turned around with displeasure.

"Are we really going to wait for this kid to recover so he can take us down one by one?"

Wang Rui's eyes sharpened, realizing that his idea of ​​watching the show was not going to work. He glanced at Granny Jin, and the two of them joined the fray!

With the addition of these two, Ye Yaocheng's pressure increased dramatically!

Four people, four directions.

Gu Yaoguang launched a frontal assault, while Old Hu harassed from the side. Wang Rui roamed around looking for openings, and Granny Jin would occasionally deliver a chilling finishing blow.

Ye Yaocheng was completely unable to withstand the attack, and since he couldn't use his true energy anymore, he could only rely on his physical body to endure it.

His indestructible golden body requires the support of true energy, which he can no longer use, greatly reducing his defensive power.

In addition, with each attack he made, he felt a tearing pain all over his body. Before he knew it, a broken sword slashed across his waist.

Blood splattered.

"Still not falling?!"

Gu Yaoguang was blinded by rage, and the more he fought, the more frightened he became.

This guy is clearly exhausted, he can't even use his inner energy anymore, so why doesn't he fall?!

"Young Master Gu, stop hiding!"

Wang Rui said in a deep voice.

"This kid is very strange. If we drag this out any longer, something unexpected might happen."

Gu Yaoguang gritted his teeth, and the ring on his hand emitted a faint light, revealing a crimson-gold longsword.

The sword was covered in dark red patterns, and even before it was drawn from its sheath, the surrounding air was already quite hot.

"This is one of the three great treasures of my Gu family, the Crimson Gold Longsword!"

He drew his sword, and the sword rang out like a dragon's roar.

"This sword is specifically designed to vanquish evil spirits; using it to kill you is your honor!"

Wang Rui's pupils contracted slightly; he hadn't expected the Gu family to be so generous this time.

This sword has been treasured by the Gu family for hundreds of years, and they actually decided to take it out this time.

Without further hesitation, he took out a pair of gloves from his pocket; they were entirely silver-white and as thin as cicada wings.

After wearing it, a faint spiritual energy flows between your five fingers.

"These are the Wang family's vitality gloves."

"Wearing it will enhance my perception and absorption of spiritual energy several times over."

"Attack power is also several times greater."

He paused, then suddenly lowered his voice.

"You need to be careful."

Ye Yaocheng's eyes narrowed.

Is this a reminder to myself, or does it mean something else?

Before he could think any further, Gu Yaoguang's sword had already arrived!

The crimson gold longsword swept across, carrying a scorching sword aura!

Ye Yaocheng turned to the side, the sword blade grazing his chest, instantly charring his clothes.

Every sword strike he made was as fast as lightning, ruthless and deadly!

Ye Yaocheng could only dodge by instinct.

"Ye Yaocheng! Take this!"

Wang Rui suddenly yelled!

A gigantic palm formed from true energy slammed in from the side!

Ye Yaocheng suddenly retreated!

The giant hand slammed down on the spot where he had just been standing, instantly creating a large crater in the ruins, with debris flying everywhere.

Ye Yaocheng broke out in a cold sweat.

If it weren't for that loud shout reminding him, that palm strike would have at least seriously injured him.

"Ye Yaocheng, today you have nowhere to turn!"

Gu Yaoguang laughed wildly, his sword pointing directly at Ye Yaocheng's throat.

"I'll see who comes to your rescue!"

Just then, a mocking female voice came from the shadows of the ruins.

"Interesting, is this a case of the many ganging up on the few?"

Everyone paused and turned to look in the direction of the sound.

A red figure slowly emerged from the shadows.

The red cloak moved automatically and fluttered even without wind.

She was tall, with fair skin and striking, handsome features.

A token was pinned to his waist, its golden-red luster faintly gleaming in the afterglow.

"Who are you?"

Gu Yaoguang stared at her warily, his long sword held horizontally in front of him, not daring to relax for a moment.

Those who can appear here at this time and remain indifferent to this situation are definitely not ordinary people.

Wang Rui also spoke in a deep voice: "Miss, I advise you not to meddle in other people's business."

"This is a private matter between the Wang and Gu families in our provincial capital. If you offend us, you'll regret it."

"Oh?"

The woman's lips curled up, and she tilted her head, looking at Wang Rui with amusement.

"Are you trying to make me... regret it?"

She drew out the last syllable of her words, her tone carrying a natural air of dominance.

"How dare you be so disrespectful to my young master!"

Granny Jin stepped forward, her face full of anger. If Wang Rui hadn't stopped her, she probably would have rushed forward long ago.

The woman didn't even look at her.

She simply looked at Wang Rui, a faint smile playing on her lips.

She put her hands on her hips and began to criticize.

"No wonder Shiyu doesn't like you guys. Look at you all, so arrogant."

Wang Rui's expression changed.

Poetic language?

Wang Shiyu?

She knows her cousin?!

Just as he was about to question her, the woman took the token from her waist and tossed it aside.

The token flipped in the air and landed steadily in her palm.

The golden-red luster is strong, and the pattern on the card is clearly visible.

Two swords are crossed, with a shield protecting them.

It has a powerful appearance and an exquisite composition.

Wang Rui's pupils contracted violently.

"This is... the Divine Guard?!"

"You recognized me?"

The woman's smile reflects her absolute confidence in her status.

"So what if you're a member of the Divine Guard?"

Wang Ruiqiang remained calm.

"I am a direct descendant of the Wang family in the provincial capital."

"What can you, a mere ordinary member of the Divine Martial Guard, do to me?"

The Divine Martial Guard represents the Great Xia Dynasty, but the Wang family is not a pushover either.

He bet the other party wouldn't dare to break off relations.

The woman didn't speak, but just curled her red lips in disgust.

She elegantly straightened her collar and lifted her slightly protruding chest, exuding elegance and confidence.

The two silver stars peeking out from the neckline were now fully revealed.

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Tang Yanran."

"He is the captain of the Divine Martial Guard Special Squad."

"Of course, you can also call me... a second-class lieutenant."

After these words were spoken, the air fell into a deathly silence.

The color drained from Wang Rui's face, leaving it deathly pale.

Second-class lieutenant?

The Shenwu Guard Commandant was divided into five ranks.

A second-level lieutenant is someone who can mobilize local garrison troops.

Even the direct descendants of the Wang family would have to address him respectfully as "Chief."

He just threatened a second-ranking officer?

Gu Yaoguang was also stunned, his hand holding the crimson gold longsword trembling slightly.

Old Hu and Granny Jin had already lowered their heads, not daring to meet the eyes of the two silver stars.

This is the absolute oppressive power of status; one has no choice but to obey.

Tang Yanran took back the token and didn't look at Wang Rui again.

Instead, she walked past him and headed towards Ye Yaocheng.

Looking at the boy, covered in blood and barely able to stand, her voice was filled with curiosity.

"You're Ye Yaocheng?"

Ye Yaocheng looked up; his vision was somewhat blurred due to excessive blood loss.

He couldn't see the other person's expression.

All I heard was her whisper, "Shiyu asked me to take care of you."

"I shouldn't be too late."