However, the guards in the palace were faster than him.
A man at the peak of the Golden Core Stage suddenly blocked He Xi's way, grabbed her wrist and angrily asked, "What do you want to do?"
Is this kid tired of living? He actually wants to take advantage of the chaos to attack their Lord?!
He Xi, however, didn't even bother to look at him. He just stared coldly at the chaotic direction ahead and said in a deep voice, "Uncle Qiu, you let me in because you believe in my medical skills, right?"
"If you don't want to die, and you don't want this patient to die, get out of my way now."
Uncle Qiu suddenly came to his senses and looked in the direction of Xi Yue.
Several other warriors in the Nascent Soul stage also looked at Xi Yue, each with a burning and complicated gaze.
Some people questioned, some praised, some were anxious, and some were cold.
"Snap!" Another section of the immortal rope broke, and the two people who were suppressing the middle-aged man were hit hard in the chest by a domineering and violent spiritual power. They screamed in pain and flew away.
Uncle Qiu's expression changed for a moment, his eyes fixed on the silver needle in Xi Yue's hand, and suddenly he gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "Lu Gang, get out of the way!"
Lu Gang was startled when he heard this, and the hand that was holding He Xi loosened.
He Xi took the opportunity to exert force in his hand, and the silver needle on his fingertips shot out like lightning.
Nine silver needles were shot three times, quickly sealing the middle-aged man's major acupoints.
The moment the silver needle pierced the man's body, his violent struggle immediately became much slower.
But this did not mean that his illness had improved. On the contrary, his face quickly turned red, all the blue veins on his face and neck bulged, and his eyeballs were bulging with bloodshot. He seemed to have completely lost his mind and was extremely terrifying.
Uncle Qiu looked at the bulging blood vessels on His Majesty that seemed to burst at any time, and looked at Xi Yue fiercely, and asked anxiously: "What did you do to His Majesty? Why did His Majesty become like this?"
He Xi did not answer Uncle Qiu's question, but stood in front of the middle-aged man in a flash, and said in a deep voice: "Keep holding him down, don't let him move too much. Otherwise, if you mess up the needle placement, even gods can't save him!"
He Xi's expression was calm and steady, without a trace of fluctuation in his eyes. The movement of piercing the middle-aged man with the silver needle in his hand was skillful and natural, as if he had done it thousands of times before.
This kind of skill, naturalness and unquestionableness made several warriors in the Nascent Soul stage subconsciously follow her words.
By the time they reacted, their faces turned pale and blue, looking extremely ugly.
They were a group of Yuanying stage masters, but they were actually frightened by a baby in the Foundation Establishment stage. Wouldn't it be so embarrassing if this got out to others
He Xi didn't bother to care whether these people's faces were blue or red.
When facing patients, she only has eyes for the patients and the diseases in front of her.
A half-foot long needle quickly appeared in his hand, but it was not the silver needle he usually used, but a needle that was slightly thicker than the ordinary gold needle for pricking blood.
When they saw the needle, Uncle Qiu and the others showed expressions of horror.
When he saw He Xi trying to insert such a long golden needle into the middle-aged man's Baihui acupoint, his face changed drastically with fear.
This... Is this guy crazy? What does he want to do
If such a long golden needle is inserted into the Baihui acupoint, even the most powerful warrior will be seriously injured!
However, He Xi did not give them a chance to react, or rather, they never expected that He Xi would actually dare to insert the needle like this. (To be continued)