Ye Qin was a Three Divine Skills Martial Arts Master, and was at an absolute disadvantage against Huang Wenshan, who possessed the Sixth Divine Power.
It was only because Ye Qin's three divine skills were all of the defense type, with the [Indestructible] divine skill as the core, supplented by two other defense divine skills, that he was able to withstand the far superior Huang Wenshan for a long ti, even having a chance to escape.
However, this ti, to protect Yu Hong, Ye Qin's defense had a noticeable flaw.
Huang Wenshan seized upon this point and quickly injured Ye Qin.
"If you don't act now, I'll have to leave with him!"
Ye Qin suddenly shouted.
Though his voice was not loud, it oddly penetrated the deafening sounds of collapse and the howling Gang wind, echoing clearly throughout the entire block.
No sooner had he finished speaking than a sudden change occurred!
"Buzz——!"
An ice-blue arc light suddenly burst from the ground between Ye Qin and Huang Wenshan.
At the mont the arc light appeared, the surrounding temperature plumted sharply, and the falling dust instantly condensed into white ice crystals, falling with a rustle!
The five Huang Wenshans around them were instantly frozen into human-shaped ice blocks, then shattered with a loud noise, leaving a ground full of ice shards.
But in the next second, a phantom flickered, and five more Huang Wenshans appeared above the ruins.
"Ye Qin, you really are a traitor, contacting outsiders!"
Huang Wenshan gazed darkly at Ye Qin beneath the golden light curtain.
Ye Qin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said nothing.
"Co out, let see what kind of demons and monsters you are!"
Huang Wenshan said coldly.
As soon as he finished speaking, a figure appeared out of nowhere from the shadows of the not yet fully dissipated smoke and ruins.
This person was tall and sturdy, wearing a dark outfit, with exposed arms full of muscle and explosive power.
He wore a full-face, dark black tal mask, held no weapons, and his huge hands shone with a faint tallic blue, with large knuckles that seed capable of crushing fine iron easily.
It was he who had frozen all of Huang Wenshan's 'Illusion Bodies' just now.
"Sizzle!"
A fiery red streak of flowing light, with a sharp whistle that pierced the air, shot out.
This flowing light was not a weapon, but a fla compressed and condensed to the extre.
The target of the flowing light was not any of the five Huang Wenshans present, but an empty spot.
Even before the attack landed, the terrifying high heat caused the surrounding air to warp and boil, and the bricks and stones it passed over lted instantly into dark red lava that dripped onto the ground!
Accompanying the attack was the sultry voice of a woman: "Caught you."
A figure suddenly appeared in the empty space targeted by the flowing light, and it was Huang Wenshan.
The first person had broken his 'Illusion Body', and when he was forming a new one, a hidden enemy had found his true self!
Huang Wenshan raised his left hand, casually pointing a forefinger at the fiery red flowing light.
"Pop!"
A highly condensed gray force t the fiery flowing light as if plunging into the sea, causing a chilling feeling of dissolution.
The terrifyingly hot fla seed to be swallowed by an invisible black hole, extinguishing soundlessly, just a foot away from Huang Wenshan, leaving a wisp of green smoke.
As Huang Wenshan was dealing with the red flowing light, a low yet penetrative tiger roar exploded like thunder behind him!
Another tall figure launched a mighty, unstoppable charge from behind Huang Wenshan.
This new cor wore a mask, a fierce, formidable gilded tiger-headed mask with tusks bared and eyes wide open, emitting a captivating golden light.
He had a pair of dark gold arm bands around his bare arms, covered with intricate runes, as thick as a child's arm.
The man punched with both fists, unleashing a mighty force that seed to cut through everything and crush mountains, manifesting as a torrent of dense, rain-like golden fists slamming towards Huang Wenshan's back!
Where the fists passed, the air was compressed into visible white turbulence.
A flash of anger passed in Huang Wenshan's eyes as he turned abruptly.
Facing the intense barrage of punches like a storm, he loosely grasped his right hand, conjuring a pale gray shadow of a palm like a Heaven and Earth Net to counterattack.
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The blows collided with the density of strikes, each impact sounding like a massive iron hamr striking resilient rubber, with deep, thunderous explosions.
The golden Gang Qi fragnts and the gray devouring force exploded wildly. An instant later, the man wearing the tiger-headed mask spat blood as he was sent flying like a bomb!
anwhile, three nearly transparent, lush green willow leaf-shaped flying blades, thin as cicada's wings, silently shot at three of Huang Wenshan's critical points.
The three flying blades moved almost like an instant teleport, with near-perfect timing for a sneak attack!
The flying blades sliced through Huang Wenshan's Protective Gang Qi as if cutting through butter, hitting his body.
But in the next mont, Huang Wenshan's body vanished like a mirage.
"Magic Artifact?"
Another Huang Wenshan appeared not far away.
"Three Martial Arts Masters, one True Master, what a grand setup!"
Huang Wenshan sneered.
The four attackers were all powerful enough to stand alone but Huang Wenshan had never heard of their divine skills or magic artifacts.
Earlier, Ding Hong said that any Martial Arts Master of the Da Lan Dynasty either served as an official or joined the Blue Patrol Pavilion.
Because such powerful figures could beco influential people wherever they went, controlling authority, dictating the winds and rains, with limitless prestige.
Having honed their skills through hardship, no one would willingly embrace loneliness.
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