Sweat dripped from her forehead, and her face was flushed by the firelight.

Ning Zongxiang looked down at his wound, and then raised his head after a long while.

But what was on his face was not anger, but a ferocious sneer.

"In the Minlu world, no one has been able to hurt me for how many years!"

"Bitch, this time, you really pissed me off! But for the sake of you bringing me such a treasure, I can cut off your limbs and spare your life."

"Wait until I drain all the water spirit roots in your body before I send you back to the west! Hahaha..."

While talking, Ning Zongxiang took out a porcelain bottle and poured all the elixirs inside into his mouth.

Then, he suddenly tore off his clothes, revealing his strong body.

Muyan's eyes darkened.

Because she discovered that after Ning Zongxiang took off his shirt, all the muscles in his body swelled up quickly as if they were alive.

In just a few breaths, his whole body seemed to have doubled in size.

He was originally handsome and handsome, but now he looked like a muscled ball with skewed body proportions, which made people feel indescribably disgusting.

However, the coercion and spiritual power fluctuations all over his body increased at a rapid rate.

Muyan felt a suffocating pressure.

The next moment, Ning Zongxiang's attack arrived.

The two maces met in the air, and a ball of flame suddenly shot out, transforming into a fire python, opening its ferocious mouth, trying to devour Muyan.

Muyan quickly swung the Qijue Sword in her hand, and the fire python was scattered by her blow.

But then, a sharp pain came from his chest.

There was a loud bang, and Muyan was thrown away and fell to the ground.

The severe pain in her chest made her face turn pale, and blood dripped from the corners of her mouth.

"Miss, miss! Are you okay?"

Wei Zi cried and shouted, "Miss, please leave quickly and leave me alone. You can definitely run away by yourself..."

"Want to run now? It's too late!!" A gruff, angry voice came from the terrifying flesh ball.

Ning Zongxiang suddenly changed direction and rushed towards Wei Zi, "I will kill the little bitch next to you first, so that you will know what will happen if you disobey me, Ning Zongxiang."

Wei Zi's eyes widened suddenly, and she watched in horror as Ning Zongxiang's flaming maces were thrown towards her.

However, it was not yet time for the twin maces of flame to break through the protective barrier of the Holy Hands Weaver Sky.

A figure has already rushed over like lightning.

The sound of the piano was so exciting that the two maces were blocked in mid-air.

Muyan's hand holding the Qijue Sword was trembling violently, and her hair and clothes were already wet with sweat.

Big beads of sweat rolled down her forehead.

Ning Zongxiang roared angrily, and suddenly pressed down the maces in his hands, tongues of fire flying, "Go to hell!!"

"Miss--!!"

Muyan suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and her body was shaky, as if she would collapse at any time.

However, she still blocked Ning Zongxiang's attack.

"Miss, Miss, how are you?" Wei Zi didn't care whether the flames in the hall would hit her, so she stepped forward to support Muyan.

While crying, water spiritual power was injected into her body.

Muyan threw her away, took out a pill and put it into her mouth.

Ning Zongxiang's spiritual power is extremely domineering, especially after he became like this.

After two head-to-head confrontations, Muyan felt as if all the internal organs in her body had been burned.

With her current level of cultivation, it is indeed a bit reluctant to fight against the Half-Step Golden Pill.
Chapter completed!