"Stop!" Zuo Baifeng yelled.
Wang Xiong didn't pay attention at all, but inserted the third golden needle into the Dantian of Holy Son Sixin again.
"Ah~~~~~~~~~~!" Holy Son Sixin screamed again.
"Wang Xiong, if the holy son Sixin loses even one hair, none of you will be able to survive!" Zuo Baifeng's expression changed and he said in shock and anger.
He relaxed the long whip lightly and let go of Holy Son Sixin. However, at this moment, Holy Son Sixin had three golden needles stuck in his body. He seemed to have lost all his strength and instantly collapsed to the ground.
"Haha, it sounds like you have a lot of hairs on your heart, so you won't deal with us!" Wang Xiong sneered with a hint of disdain.
"Commander Zuo, save me, save me!" Holy Son Sixin shouted in horror.
Three golden needles entered the body, and the Holy Son Sixin lost all his strength. His hands were trembling as he tried to pull out the golden needles.
Wang Xiong showed a hint of sneer and said: "Holy Son Si Xin, my pulse-sealing technique cannot be unsealed at will. Now your hands are shaking and you pulled out the golden needle crookedly and broke three pulses. That is suicide!"
"You, you...!" Holy Son Sixin looked at Wang Xiong in horror.
"Wang Xiong, release Holy Son Sixin, and I can let you go!" Zuo Baifeng said with a gloomy expression.
Yin Chongxu looked at Wang Xiong worriedly. Yin Chongxu knew very well how powerful Zuo Baifeng was. Even he himself could not be Zuo Baifeng's opponent. Now this situation...!
"Haha, Zuo Baifeng, a soldier never tires of deceit. I know this. If it weren't for the Holy Son of Sixin in my hand, you would have pounced on me. How could I hand over the Holy Son of Sixin to you now? Hahahaha, do you think anyone else would? Are you all stupid?" Wang Xiong sneered.
"Then what do you want?" Zuo Baifeng said coldly.
"You all retreat, I promise to spare the life of Holy Son Sixin!" Wang Xiong said coldly.
"Impossible!" Zuo Baifeng shouted.
"Oh?" Wang Xiong narrowed his eyes.
"Everyone, prepare to kill!" Zuo Baifeng said coldly.
Zuo Baifeng ordered the killing of Wang Xiong and his party
"No, Commander Zuo, Commander Zuo, don't do it, Wang Xiong will kill me!" Holy Son Sixin screamed.
When Holy Son Sixin shouted, Zuo Baifeng's subordinates also looked at Zuo Baifeng worriedly.
"Commander Flag, let's take action. The Holy Son...!" A subordinate said with an ugly expression.
"I said, kill! I will not compromise because of Wang Xiong's threat!" Zuo Baifeng suddenly regained his soaring flames.
"Don't come here, otherwise, we will kill Si Xin!" Yin Chongxu said anxiously.
"Yin Chongxu, this Holy Son Sixin seems to be my prisoner, right? What's your decision? Weren't you still with Sixin just now?" Wang Xiong looked at Yin Chongxu and said.
Yin Chongxu's expression froze. It was already this time. Does Wang Xiong still want to rebel
"If you want to use my prisoners, you must obey my orders. Now, in the enemy's Chilian Holy Land, we can only have one voice. Yin Chongxu, if you are with us, don't make blind noises and listen to my orders!" Wang Xiong said coldly.
"You!" Yin Chongxu said suddenly depressed.
"Xiao Zun, what time has it been! Why are you still causing trouble?" Princess Qinghuan also scolded her.
Yin Chongxu: "...!"
"Okay!" Yin Chongxu said depressedly.
At this moment, being besieged by Zuo Baifeng, Yin Chongxu had to compromise. After all, they were all on the side of Da Qin.
After suppressing Yin Chongxu, Wang Xiong held onto Holy Son Sixin and said in a deep voice: "Yin Chongxu, how strong are Zuo Baifeng and the others? Do you know them?"
"The three men in red clothes behind Zuo Baifeng are the three most powerful banner masters under Zuo Baifeng. They are called the Three Kills Banner Masters. They are Heavenly Killer, Earth Killer, and Human Killer. They never show up. Unexpectedly, they appeared here. They are all new Martial Saints, and there are nearly a thousand others, most of whom are in the Martial Sect Realm, and only a few are in the Qi Sea Realm!" Yin Chongxu said in a deep voice.
"You, Jumen, and Yu Yan, deal with the three kills!" Wang Xiong said coldly.
"What about Zuo Baifeng?" Yin Chongxu looked at Wang Xiong in surprise.
We three Martial Saints are going to fight against their three Martial Saints. So Zuo Baifeng, the strongest one, will you come
"Him? He doesn't dare to come!" Wang Xiong said coldly.
"What?" Yin Chongxu looked at Wang Xiong in confusion.
Wang Xiong did not give Yin Chongxu an explanation.
Across the way, Zuo Baifeng's subordinates were also worried and did not dare to step forward.
"What are you waiting for? Take action!" Zuo Baifeng shouted.
"But Commander, the Holy Son is in their hands. If..., how will we explain to the Holy Master when we go back?" A subordinate asked worriedly.
"You are going to be outside, and your life is in danger! Take action now. I will take care of everything. Don't worry about the Holy Son. No one will be spared. Kill him!" Zuo Baifeng shouted.
"Yes!" All subordinates responded.
"Commander Zuo, do you want to watch me die?" Holy Son Sixin exclaimed.
Zuo Baifeng stood in the distance with narrowed eyes, watching coldly. With an order, all his subordinates immediately mobilized.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"
Yin Chongxu, Yu Yan, and Jumen immediately faced off against the Three Killing Martial Saints, and a decisive battle began instantly.
"Roar!"
The wolves roared and the eagles roared, and they immediately rushed towards Zuo Baifeng's men.
"Juque, have you achieved a breakthrough in cultivation?" Wang Xiong looked at Juque aside.
"Yes, now the eighth level of the Martial Sect Realm!" Juque unfortunately did not reach the Martial Saint level.
"You won't take action even if you break through?" Wang Xiong's eyes widened.
"Ah, yes!" Juque immediately pounced on the rushing soldiers.
As soon as the two parties impacted, the Wolf Eagle side was immediately suppressed. After all, the opponent had more powerful people, and many of them were in the middle stage of Wuzong Realm. In the blink of an eye, the wolves were retreating steadily, not to mention Black Eagle, who had been seriously injured before, and was retreating even more now.
Seeing it, the opponent's army was about to attack.
"Wang Xiong, what should we do? Zuo Baifeng doesn't care about Sixin's life or death!" Princess Qinghuan said worriedly.
"No, Zuo Baifeng is not worried, but he is worried to death!" Wang Xiong said coldly.
"ah?"
"If Zuo Baifeng wasn't worried, he would have pounced on him right now. Look at him, he's standing there, motionless!" Wang Xiong said coldly.
"Why isn't he moving?"
"Because he understands that as long as he dares to take action, I will kill him and kill Si Xin immediately. If he doesn't take action and lets those subordinates do it, in the art of war, it is called 'surrounding three formations and one', and it means giving us a Hope, this hope, prevents us from losing our minds and not daring to kill the hostages, so he didn't take action!" Wang Xiong explained.
"Huh? But...!"
"He wants to save Holy Son Sixin. It seems that Holy Son Sixin has a big status in Chilian Holy Land. He stands motionless. On the one hand, he wants to protect Holy Son Sixin. On the other hand, he is Keep an eye on me. As long as his people rush towards us, if our place is in chaos, he will definitely take action immediately and take advantage of the chaos to save the Holy Son Sixin first!" Wang Xiong said coldly.
"Ah? Didn't he fall into his trap now? The wolf and eagle seem to be outnumbered by their numbers, and they keep retreating!" Princess Qinghuan said anxiously.
"So, I need your help!" Wang Xiong looked at Princess Qinghuan.
"Me? My father's royal seal?" Princess Qinghuan's eyes lit up.
"No, there are quite a few of them here who are at the peak of the Wuzong Realm. The power of your thunder that day was too weak to cause any more disasters!" Wang Xiong shook his head.
"What should we do?" Princess Qinghuan asked anxiously.
"I will take action later, but I won't be able to guard Holy Son Sixin. Come and guard him!" Wang Xiong said in a deep voice.
"Me?" Princess Qinghuan was slightly startled.
"With your heart, enter the mountain stove and hide inside!" Wang Xiong said in a deep voice.
"Why?"
Wang Xiong looked at Princess Qinghuan. Qinghuan was too young after all. Wang Xiong was worried that Princess Qinghuan would be distracted during the battle later. That moment of distraction was enough for Zuo Baifeng to save the Holy Son Sixin. Well, once the Holy Son Sixin loses his bargaining chip, his group of people will be really in danger.
"There is no reason. Just listen to me. I will give you a sword and remember one thing. Later, as long as I don't enter the mountain stove, no matter who the other person is, the first thing you do is to kill the Holy Son of Sixin. ! Also, if Zuo Baifeng takes action, I will tell you loudly to kill the Holy Son Sixin! Don’t think too much, don’t show mercy, kill!” Wang Xiong said coldly.
"Ah?" Princess Qinghuan's expression froze, and she finally nodded.
In the distance, Zuo Baifeng had indeed been staring at Wang Xiong, looking for that momentary opportunity. Wang Xiong did not lower his words, and Zuo Baifeng's ears were extremely sharp, and he instantly heard what Wang Xiong said.
Zuo Baifeng's expression froze: "King Dongfang? The old fox Wang Hong died, and a little fox came out! No, it's still an old fox!"
Zuo Baifeng's plan was completely exposed in front of Wang Xiong. Wang Xiong not only immediately thought of a way to restrain himself, but also prevented the little girl from being distracted. He was really smart at what he did!
For the current plan, they can only wait for their subordinates to defeat Wang Xiong's side.
Zuo Baifeng waited patiently.
Princess Qinghuan escorted the limp Holy Son Sixin into the mountain stove again. Once inside, Zuo Baifeng could not see clearly inside, and it was too late to even find a gap to save Holy Son Sixin, because at this moment, everyone Everyone is paying attention to Zuo Baifeng's position, including Wang Xiong who is holding a long whip.
On that side, Yu Yan, Yin Chongxu, and Jumen blocked the three martial saints. The Wolf Eagles were in trouble. They were retreating steadily and were about to retreat to Wang Xiong.
Wang Xiong's eyes turned cold and he waved his whip in his hand.
"Snap, snap, snap!"
The terrifying whip technique once again burst out with its dazzling brilliance.
"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah~~~~~!"
With a series of screams, a large number of Wuzong realm soldiers were immediately whipped and flew backwards.
Wang Xiong is now in the Wuzong realm. Even at the first level, the power of the whip is terrifying.
At the first level of the Qi Sea Realm, Wang Xiong could smoke the five hundred green wolves and wept bitterly, and the giant Juque who could smoke him also knelt down and begged for mercy.
Now that Wang Xiong has reached the Wuzong realm, doesn't the long whip kill everyone
The bright long whip descended like a torrential rain from the sky, and with a terrifying blow, countless soldiers immediately retreated, and the pressure on the wolves and eagles was greatly reduced in an instant.
"What?" Zuo Baifeng's expression changed and he exclaimed.
"Humph, Zuo Baifeng, you are destined to return without success today!" Wang Xiong laughed.
In Wang Xiong's hands, the long whip has become an artistic melody. Even if you have countless Wuzong realms, you still can't get even close to Wang Xiong.
Zuo Baifeng stood far away and did not dare to step forward. Just as Wang Xiong said, Zuo Baifeng did not dare to kill the fish or break the net. He surrounded the three walls, leaving hope and pressing forward step by step.
The entire Baicaodian Square suddenly broke into a melee.
But no one saw that Ying Dong, who was seriously injured, returned outside the Baicao Palace Square.
Looking at the chaotic battlefield in front of him, Ying Dong saw Wang Xiong getting colder and colder. Even though he was injured all over, Ying Dong still wanted to take a gamble.
"Wang Xiong, if you don't die this time, I will take your surname!" Ying Dong said with a ferocious look on his face.
Ying Dong did not pounce on him, but found a pile of scorched corpses around him, tore off some blackened parts from the scorched corpses, and stuck them to himself.
In the blink of an eye, Ying Dong disguised himself as a charred corpse.
In the Baicao Palace Square, there were countless charred corpses. Ying Dong lay on the ground, moving bit by bit, pretending to be a charred corpse, and slowly blended into the center of the battlefield, crawling under the feet of the green wolves and moving under the crotches of the soldiers.
No one noticed the movement of this 'scorched corpse'. After all, the battlefield was too chaotic. Who would care about this overwhelming scorched corpse
Ying Dong successfully pretended to be a burnt corpse and sneaked into the entrance of the mountain stove.
"Bang!"
The 'charred corpse' fell into the entrance of the stove.