"Can you escape?"

"Haha, Miss Xu is too underestimating me, right?"

"Then try it?" Xu Zhiyi suddenly brushed her sleeves.

An invisible force immediately wrapped Wan Zhen around him. He felt that he had turned into a silkworm pupa, and the power of thousands of threads bound him.

He was shocked, and half of his power was shocked.

But these forces are like mud cows entering the sea, and the binding power is not affected at all, but is bound even tighter.

"It's useless." Xu Zhiyi shook her head gently: "The more you struggle, the tighter you wrap around."

A flash of inspiration flashed.

He suddenly contracted his strength all over his body and condensed it all into the Laogong point, including the Yuanli in his dantian.

Apart from the power of Lao Gongqi*, his body was empty as if he could not do martial arts.

This is the unique feature of his Flying Rainbow Divine Sword. It can condense all its power in the Laogong acupoint, but it cannot be done with other martial arts.

The power of the Laogong acupoint was poured out and condensed into the flying knife.

This is also the mystery of the amazing power of the Feihong Divine Sword, and the Laogong acupoint is the most critical one.

The core of the Feihong Divine Sword is to condense the Laogong acupoint.

Open the Laogong point into the second dantian to avoid the weakness and loss caused by the flow of the Yuan power in the meridians.

It is like a mountain torrent, and the moment of the outbreak is the most amazing. However, after passing through the river several turns, its momentum declines, and it declines again and again.

All his strength condensed in the Laogong acupoint, and his body was bound to become weaker, weaker and weaker, and even less.

Xu Zhiyi looked at him in surprise.

He smiled proudly, and just as he was about to take action, the almost disappeared restraint suddenly increased, like a mountain torrent that instantly submerged him.

He had not even had time to react and was already unconscious.

When he woke up slowly, he found that he was still standing there, as if he was just in a trance.

Seeing the setting sun in the sky, he touched it for about a quarter of an hour.

He looked around, and Xu Zhiyi was standing opposite him, looking at him coldly.

A pretty woman in the lake green silk shirt stood beside Xu Zhiyi, with a graceful figure and a graceful temperament.

Her bright eyes are as deep as a pool, as if she could see through her heart.

He couldn't help but turn his eyes away from looking at her.

After exercising my hands and feet, I found that there was no restraint power, and there seemed to be nothing abnormal, and my energy was full.

"Miss Xu..."

"I finally know what your killer move is." Xu Zhiyi smiled: "I really underestimated you."

Wan Zhen frowned and said, "What does Miss Xu know? Is this girl..."

"Ye Qiu." The woman in the green silk shirt said lightly: "The Saint of the Green Lotus Holy Teaching."

"Saint!" Wan Zhen frowned.

He had learned about Li Chengkong's information, of course he also knew about the Qinglian Holy Sect, and even more about how terrible the saint of the Qinglian Holy Sect was.

He took a deep breath and calmed down, and smiled and said, "Saint Madam Ye Qiu? I have long admired Daming."

Ye Qiu looked calm and almost cold? He said lightly: "Don't dare to take it? Mr. Wan's Feihong Divine Sword is indeed magical."

"Saint Ye is too rewarded." Wan Zhen focused his attention.

He knew that the saint of the Qinglian Holy Sect could see through people's hearts? So he should be firm in his mind and not relax.

It condenses the mind like a condensing energy, and will not be invaded by external forces or seen through by her.

"It's useless." Ye Qiu shook his head gently: "Young Master Wan doesn't have to be futile? The more solid your mind is, the easier it is to see through it."

"Impossible." Wan Zhen felt that she was cheating on him.

Xu Zhiyi said: "My sister Ye never lies."

Wan Zhen looked at her.

Xu Zhiyi said lightly: "Miss Ye disdains to lie? Is it useless? That's useless."

Wan Zhen still believed and half doubted.

Xu Zhiyi said: "You were shocked by me just now? Then Sister Ye came over? She planted a secret technique on you. Every thought and thought are in her eyes? There is no escape."

Wan Zhen looked at Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu said: "You want to kill me now."

Wan Zhen's face changed slightly: "Saint Madam Ye, is this a loss of light?"

"Isn't it open and upright enough?" Ye Qiu admitted frankly? Tsui Rulan: "But in order to stop you from assassinating the leader, you can only take this worst."

"Ha!" Wan Zhen laughed: "Are you so unconfident in the Southern King? You are too underestimating him? If the Southern King knew what you did, you would definitely be angry."

"If you are angry, you will be angry." Ye Qiu said: "Just know a clear conscience. You don't have to say much, Mr. Wan? It's better to put aside your intention to assassinate the leader."

"I won't give up."

"I really don't want to be harsh." Ye Qiu shook his head gently: "Young Master Wan, don't force me."

"Can Saint Ye kill me?" Wan Zhen smiled strangely.

Ye Qiu looks soft and weak, like a weak willow that supports the wind? She is graceful and does not seem to have a deep cultivation level.

The name of the saint comes from their spiritual secret techniques, not their cultivation.

Ye Qiu sighed.

"Ah!" Wan Zhen suddenly let out a tragic howl.

Suddenly and loudly, scaring Xu Zhiyi.

Xu Zhiyi's eyes widened in surprise.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Wan Zhen covered his head and fell to the ground, screaming and rolling, and in the blink of an eye, he covered his clothes with mud and grass leaves.

Xu Zhiyi looked at Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu had a sneer on the corner of his mouth and stared at Wan Zhen.

"Sister Ye, is this..."

"The Tight Hoop."

"Um--?"

"A magical art created by the leader." Ye Qiu looked at Xu Zhiyi and smiled: "It turns out to be powerful."

"He is...?"

"He would feel a split headache and wish he was dead." Ye Qiu shook his head: "The man who is so fierce can't stand it."

“Ah—ahhh—!”

The howling sounded louder and louder, Wan Zhen's face had been twisted and deformed, and his skin was red like a cooked shrimp.

"So amazing?" Xu Zhiyi could vaguely feel the pain when he looked like this.

Ye Qiu looked at Wan Zhen, his eyes as bright as a deep pool were cold and without any waves: "This is the first time I have used it, and I didn't expect it to be so powerful."

Xu Zhiyi said: "I won't kill him, will you?"

"I can't die." Ye Qiu said: "It's impossible for him to die."

"Master is really..." Xu Zhiyi sighed.

Ye Qiu smiled.

The howling became louder and louder, and then slowly weakened. Wan Zhen's voice was already hoarse, and finally the sound was so weak that it was silent.

But Ye Qiu stopped the tightening of the hoop.

Wan Zhen lay on his back on the ground like a dead fish, motionless. If it weren't for the breath, Xu Zhiyi would have thought he was dead.

Ye Qiu said: "Young Master Wan, how does this taste? If you dare to assassinate the leader of the sect, this curse will occur, so please do it yourself."

Wan Zhen did not move, his eyes slightly closed.

"Sister Xu, I'll take a step first." Ye Qiu said.

"Don't you follow us?" Xu Zhiyi said: "I'm going back too, just walk slowly."

Ye Qiu said: "I am helping Dayun, but I can't pull myself away."

Xu Zhiyi was curious.

Ye Qiu then told him about the story of Leng Lu in Dayun helping Song Yuzheng, and told them about their experiences over the days.

"Miss Song has worked so hard."

"How can you feel comfortable to be an emperor?" Ye Qiu shook his head gently: "But Miss Song is indeed more laborious than the leader's wife."

The leader’s wife was treated differently. The leader directly took action to build a palace and shocked the ministers with his magical power.

So the leader’s wife didn’t have to spend any effort to conquer the ministers, and they were all very honest.

But Miss Song is not good here. If the leader really does this, Miss Song will be so majestic, so she can only slowly convince people's hearts.

The process was difficult and overwhelming. Fortunately, Miss Song could survive until now with the leader behind.

Xu Zhiyi said: "It doesn't matter, is it?"

"As long as you don't assassinate the leader, you won't have an attack."
Chapter completed!