Just as she was about to be pulled into the other party's arms, Zhao Min's face was as expressionless as an ancient jade sculpture.
His hand slid to his waist, ready to use some weapon.
She has been in the "Holy Demon Palace" for so long, and is a person that the two supreme elders value very much, not to mention her cheap master, Shanggong Changge.
None of these people would be willing to see Zhao Min die easily. She had her own life-saving trump cards, but her trump cards were basically all based on escape.
Just as Zhao Min was about to escape and help Li Yan again, Li Yan's magic power that was used to resist the pull suddenly withdrew, and he crashed into the arms of the middle-aged man in black robe at a faster speed.
"Death struggle, hum!"
The two men were captured in this way. Everything was within the expectations of the middle-aged man in black robe. There were no surprises. He already had a rough idea of the strength of the two men.
They are all in the middle stage of the Golden Core realm, but their strength is surprisingly strong. Any one of them can easily deal with a late stage Golden Core, or even a fake infant, alone.
Especially the male cultivator whose concealment skills were ridiculously strong. If he hadn't fought with him, even he could only see that the other party was at the early stage of the Golden Core Realm.
He is truly insidious, and he also has poisonous powers. Under such circumstances, it would be strange for Tie Lianggu, with such a character, not to suffer a great loss.
Wutu was also careless and responded incorrectly, and was almost killed by the opponent.
Seeing that Li Yan's hands and feet were tied, he was like a wounded lone wolf on the grassland, with fierceness in his eyes, and he rushed towards him with an extremely sharp murderous intent from his shoulder.
The middle-aged man in black robe raised his palm like a knife and chopped down fiercely at Li Yan's head.
In his opinion, if he could cripple the opponent with one blow, seal the female cultivator, and then bring her back to where his main body was, everything would be over.
But just as he raised his hand to chop, he felt a terrifying force that made his heart palpitate suddenly erupt from the body of the young male cultivator in front of him.
"Super... beyond the strength of the fake infant monk..."
The middle-aged man in black robe had a sudden change of expression, he was too familiar with this power, it was almost as powerful as his own full-strength attack.
Before, he definitely didn't see any signs, which made him feel very ridiculous.
Although he is at the False Infant Realm, his strength has long surpassed this stage, especially his vision, which is definitely something only a Nascent Soul cultivator possesses.
In addition, he had previously learned about the fight between Wutu and Li Yan. With the two pieces of evidence confirmed, he had already confirmed Li Yan's true combat power.
"And hidden..."
This thought just came to his mind in a hurry, but it was already a little late.
"Snap, snap, snap..." With a series of breaking sounds, the long braids that trapped Li Yan broke like broken ropes.
Li Yan's body broke free instantly, and he also punched back at the palm that was coming from the man in black robe.
At the same time, Li Yan's other hand expanded like a gibbon and met Zhao Min, who had also been pulled nearby.
The golden light on his palm was like the scorching sun, and the edge seemed to be covered with a layer of light. He fiercely cut off the long braids that bound Zhao Min.
Due to the fast speed, the palm cut through the air with a sharp whistling sound, and the space on both sides where the palm cut passed was distorted.
All this happened extremely quickly. The middle-aged man in black robe made another misjudgment and was caught off guard. His palm collided with Li Yan's fist.
"boom!"
"laugh!"
Two different voices sounded almost at the same time.
Then, a ball of blazing light exploded in front of the middle-aged man in black robe, and then three figures flew out in two directions.
The blazing and dazzling light created waves of air in the air, which quickly spread horizontally in all directions.
Wherever it passed, it was like a tsunami!
The layer of trees, flowers and plants on the tops of the seven or eight mountains below disappeared in an instant, large pieces of rock flew everywhere, and the broken stones made a sharp sound of "whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..." breaking through the air.
The area within a thousand feet was in a mess, and the battle between the Jindan cultivators had already turned the world upside down.
This sudden collision made it impossible for the middle-aged man in black robe to control his strength perfectly, and his spiritual power suddenly surged.
The middle-aged man in black robe stopped after retreating only thirty feet, but he looked very embarrassed at this moment.
The long braid that was once shiny now only had half of it hanging down on her shoulders, and most of the ends of the braid were blown into fluffy curls.
The face of the middle-aged man in black robe was so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip out of it. His long braids were not just decorations like those of ordinary grassland people, but magical weapons that had been refined through sacrifices.
Just now, he suffered a great loss due to his carelessness. He thought he had seen through the other party.
"Okay, okay, I didn't realize you had this kind of secret technique. I hope you can continue to use it so that I can have a good look at it!"
A sound like the cold winter came out of his mouth and he looked up and forward.
Three hundred feet away from him, a man and a woman were standing side by side. The chest of the young male cultivator was rising and falling slightly. It was obvious that the two consecutive attacks just now had made him quite exhausted.
It was from this that the man in black robe realized that the strength Li Yan had just displayed was not his true hidden strength, but the result of a secret technique.
Although the other party's aura was surging, his realm was still in the middle stage of the Golden Core.
The middle-aged man in black robe was extremely depressed. This man and woman had endless trump cards to play, causing him to fail repeatedly.
Li Yan and Zhao Min were even more shocked. The black-robed middle-aged man was so powerful and his cultivation was so difficult that they had not expected.
According to the special nature of their cultivation methods, as long as the Nascent Soul cultivator does not come out, the two of them will have few rivals when they join forces.
They never expected that the middle-aged man in black robe who appeared before them had magical powers only at the False Infant level, but his strength was simply incomparable to any False Infant cultivator they had ever seen.
The strange means meant that after the two of them met, they began to be suppressed by each other.
So far, although Li Yan and Zhao Min were not injured, Li Yan felt that the danger level had already exceeded the one he faced alone against Teng Wuji. In addition to the initial attack by the middle-aged man in black robe, in the three rounds of fighting, if they were not careful, Li Yan and the others would have been easily captured by the other party.
"It's possible that he is really practicing witchcraft. Be prepared to fight! By the way, how many seconds do you have?"
Zhao Min glanced at Li Yan. Li Yan's attack just now was already beyond the strength of a cultivator in the False Infant Realm.
Even now, she could feel the extremely vigorous energy and blood from Li Yan's body.
She knew that this was Li Yan activating a secret technique. Normally, using a secret technique would either burn one's essence and blood, or one's lifespan, and one would not be able to sustain it for too long.
Even with Zhao Min's cold personality, she still felt a little worried and immediately sent a message to ask.
"If you can hold out until you kill him, then fight!"
Li Yan immediately replied via voice transmission, but what he said surprised Zhao Min. She didn't expect that the secret technique could delay the process for so long.
In fact, even Li Yan himself did not expect that he would be able to use the "Five Elements Return to Hongmeng" so quickly. This was his final trump card to fully display his strength.
The secret technique is now enough to sustain him for about a hundred breaths. Of course, this is assuming that he has enough "Rongsun" and his tendons and veins are not completely damaged.
If he completely ignores the damage to his tendons and veins caused by "Five Elements Returning to Hongmeng" until the end, Li Yan feels that he can hold on for about one hundred and thirty breaths.
However, Li Yan thought that there might be no difference between one hundred breaths and one hundred and thirty breaths.
Once the "Five Elements Return to Hongmeng" is performed, the fight with others will be so intense that life or death will be decided within twenty to thirty breaths.
Either the opponent will completely crush him, or he will wait for an opportunity to ambush and quickly kill the opponent.
Li Yan was just thinking about whether he could inflict heavy damage on his opponent by unleashing several times the strength and striking against him.
However, even when he was strong enough, the feeling of emptiness and lack of force still prevented him from fully unleashing his strength.
In the previous attack, about 50% of the force was dissipated by the opponent.
As Li Yan was speaking, he rushed forward in a flash. At this moment, Zhao Min did not hold back any of her magic power and flashed behind the middle-aged man in black robe.
Faced with the combined pressure of the two, the body of the middle-aged man in black robe suddenly became blurred, like a ball of mist left in the void.
This is either an afterimage left by dodging too quickly, or the main body becoming blurred and soft.
At the same time, the broken braids grew rapidly again, and each one was quickly re-braided.
The long braids fluttered like strange pythons, covering the sky and rolling towards Li Fang and the other man again.
Amid the continuous "chi chi chi" sounds, Li Yan and Zhao Min fought with each other.
This time the man in black robe did not hold back. He used his fists and feet, coordinated with the braids in his hair, as if he was a weak and boneless sky, attacking the two from all kinds of weird angles.
The attack angles were so tricky that Li Yan and Zhao Min were always caught off guard and overwhelmed.
When attacking the middle-aged man in black robe, the two men were unable to display their best opening and closing moves. The opponent's body was clearly intact, but it was like cloud and mist, and was slippery and difficult to handle.
At the same time, they also had to constantly guard against the strange attacks from the middle-aged man in black robe, which caused Li Yan and Zhao Min's attacks to waste most of their strength.
While attacking, Li Yan suddenly raised his left hand, and a purple shadow suddenly appeared in front of the middle-aged man in black robe.
As soon as the purple shadow appeared, it brought with it an unstoppable momentum. With both hands raised, two white lights struck the middle-aged man in black robe.
This sudden change made the middle-aged man in black robe stunned.
But he had so much experience in facing enemies that with a light shout, he kicked out a series of afterimages at an incredible angle with one foot.
"Bang bang!" With two sounds, the two white lights were shaken back.
The next moment, a flash of white light fell into the hands of a young man in purple.
The blurry figure of the middle-aged man in black robe was also shocked after colliding with the two white lights!
"What a powerful force!"
He also felt the overwhelming force from the attack of the purple-shirted young man. This force was pure physical strength without any magic power mixed in.
"There are still masters hiding. Where did these cultivators come from? They are all incredibly strong. The physical strength of this purple-robed young man is almost on par with that female cultivator."
The man in black robe was shocked. He didn't expect that the other party had someone hiding.
If he had not come here himself, even if he had mobilized the top three warriors in the tribe, he might not be able to keep them. The purple-shirted young man who had just appeared was only slightly weaker than Li Yan who had mobilized the "Five Elements Return to Hongmeng".
The young man in purple was Zi Kun. He had received Li Yan's telepathic message in the "Earth Spot" long ago, asking him to fully cooperate with him in the attack as soon as he appeared.
Li Yan originally wanted to sneak attack the middle-aged man in black robe after getting close to him, but the other party's reaction was so quick that the sneak attack failed.
At this moment, Zi Kun's body was slightly leaning forward, and his hands were each holding a long tusk as white as jade. These were two tusks that had separated from his body, and were also his natal magic weapon.
He didn't know who the other party was or what his cultivation level was, but after receiving the message from Li Yan, he prepared himself without any hesitation.
Unexpectedly, the attack that he was determined to achieve was still easily resolved by the opponent, which made him very frightened.
Zi Kun's heart was filled with awe, and a purple light flashed in his eyes. After dodging the opponent's long braid-like attack, he suddenly widened his eyes in surprise.
"This person is not a normal fake infant monk at all!"
The next moment, Zi Kun’s voice rang in Li Yan and Zhao Min’s hearts.
"What's the meaning?"
The sneak attack failed, Li Yan secretly felt it was a pity, upon hearing the news he immediately came to inquire!