Senior sister, don't be stubborn, you are already invincible.

The maid immediately ran to He Nianci, supported him, and asked with tears in her eyes: "Miss, are you okay?"

"Cough cough..."

There was blood flowing from the corner of He Nianci's mouth, he coughed twice, and his breath was extremely weak.

Fighting against monks with a mortal body is like a mayfly shaking a tree, or a mantis' arm acting like a chariot.

"Qiuyuan, hurry up..."

The maid did not choose to leave.

"I am a slave, and I will stay with you even if I die." She replied firmly.

This maid's name is Qiu Yuan. She grew up with He Nianci since she was a child, and they have a deep love between master and servant.

He Nianci said hurriedly: "Listen to me, their target is me, you take Mr. Xu back."

"Miss……"

Qiuyuan's eyes were red and filled with tears.

"Let's go!"

"Okay, miss, you must wait for me. I will go to the Medical Immortal Pavilion to find someone to save you!"

Qiu Yuan wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, picked up the unconscious Xu Qingyang and turned around to leave.

He Nianci watched them go away with a smile of relief.

This is the best result.

No one will die because of her.

He Nianci endured the injury and stood up, holding the sharp sword, and rushed towards Yu Wenzhao with all his strength.

Unfortunately, before she even got half a step closer to Yu Wenzhao, she was already beaten away by him.

"He Nianci, I can destroy you physically and mentally with just a few clicks. Isn't it good to be obedient? Why do you have to seek abuse?"

Yu Wenzhao's tone was scornful and he thought her behavior was ridiculous.

He Nianci wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up stubbornly, and swung his sword again to kill him.

"Ugh……"

Yu Wenzhao sighed, raised his hand and slapped it.

He deliberately controlled his strength to avoid beating He Nianci to death.

puff!

He Nianci vomited blood and flew out, falling into the grass in the distance.

The sword in her hand flew out and fell to the ground.

"Stupid!"

Yu Wenzhao snorted coldly, walked over slowly, squatted down, stared at He Nianci's beautiful face, and reached out to pinch her chin.

"Don't talk about this little appearance, no wonder it can make my elder brother fascinated."

He raised the corners of his lips teasingly, "He Nianci, don't struggle in vain. There is nothing I can't get that I want."

While he was teasing He Nianci, he stroked He Nianci's smooth and delicate skin with one hand.

He Nianci raised her hand and slapped his dirty hands away hard.

Yu Wenzhao laughed evilly, then grabbed He Nianci's arm and swung it suddenly.

Suddenly, He Nianci was thrown to the ground, smashed to pieces.

Yu Wenzhao looked down at her from a high position, "Bitch, if you know better, you can crawl onto my bed now and serve me, otherwise I won't mind doing it myself."

He Nianci gritted her silver teeth, climbed up tremblingly, picked up the sharp sword, and pointed it directly at Yu Wenzhao's throat.

"Haha, it's quite intense."

Yu Wenzhao laughed sarcastically, "You can't even hold a sword firmly, how can you defeat me?"

He Nianci pursed her lips tightly and stared at Yu Wenzhao without saying a word.

"If you can hurt me even a hair, I will let you go and forget everything."

Yu Wenzhao added a little more weight to his words.

Even so, he didn't think He Nianci had a chance to hurt him.

Because He Nianci was so weak that she couldn't even get close to him, so how could she hurt him?

He Nianci also knew very well that she could not hurt Yu Wenzhao.

Her sword was less than six inches away from Yu Wenzhao's neck.

Unfortunately, her sword always stayed in place, unable to move forward at all.

The monk's pressure locked her tightly, and she couldn't move at all.

This oppression even made her breathless.

"How to do?"

He Nianci's face was full of panic, and there were dense beads of sweat on his forehead.

This feeling of being helpless made her despair.

"Hahaha……"

Yu Wenzhao looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, mocking wantonly: "Does it feel like your body is stuck in a quagmire and you can't move at all?"

"This is the difference between mortals and monks!"

"Accept the fact that you are an ant, and serve me well. Maybe one day I will be happy and let you live."

Yu Wenzhao's tone became increasingly gloomy.

His patience seemed to be running out.

"If you continue to be stubborn and waste time, your end will be—"

His words stopped suddenly, and he suddenly raised his eyes and glanced behind He Nianci, his pupils shrinking slightly.

A black figure quietly emerged.

"who are you?"

He immediately took a few steps back, alert, ready to counterattack.

Unfortunately, the figure ignored him and headed straight for He Nianci.

"You dare to ignore me?"

Yu Wenzhao roared angrily and punched out, blasting the air with majesty.

The figure in black still ignored him and went straight through Yu Wenzhao to attack and came to He Nianci.

Seeing this scene, Yu Wenzhao was even more shocked and felt uneasy at the same time.

The moment He Nianci saw the figure, he was stunned, his mind went blank, and he had no ability to think at all.

"Master Feng?"

She murmured something, her eyes softening.

"Miss He, we meet again."

The one who came was none other than Tang Shi.

Tang Shi stretched out his right hand and lightly covered He Nianci's sword-holding hand.

The slightly cool touch made He Nianci's delicate body tremble. He came back to his senses, his pretty face flushed, and he hurriedly tried to loosen the hand holding the sword, but he couldn't do it.

"you……"

As soon as the words came out, she suddenly felt a warm spiritual energy pouring into her limbs.

In an instant, all the pain dissipated, my whole body felt relaxed, and my fatigue was swept away.

"Master Feng, what are you..."

He Nianci shouted in a daze, with ripples in his heart.

Yu Wenzhao also recognized her and was extremely angry: "It's you! You're not dead?!"

Tang Shi glanced at him and didn't answer.

"You must have an upright posture to hold the sword steadily. I will teach you how to use the sword."

After she finished speaking, she took He Nianci's sword-holding right hand and drew a sword lightly. The sword light suddenly appeared and pierced the void.

laugh!

The extremely sharp sword light cut through the void, and the sharp sword light flashed, as if it could tear apart everything.

He chopped straight towards Yu Wenzhao.

The power of this sword was so terrifying that even those monks in the Nascent Soul Realm were so frightened that they broke into cold sweat.

"Protect the Second Young Master!"

Several powerful auras rose into the sky, protecting Yu Wenzhao behind him and blocking the attack of the sword light.

clang!

The sound of gold and iron clashing spread across hundreds of meters, and a huge force spread out centered on the collision point.

"Um……"

The people of the Yuwen clan groaned, and blood spilled from the corners of their mouths.

boom!

Each one of them smashed onto the ground in a state of embarrassment, throwing up dust and gravel.

Even though Yu Wenzhao was protected by two Nascent Soul monks, he was no exception. He was thrown to the ground by the powerful force and hit the tree branch hard. Blood dripped from the corner of his mouth and he felt severe pain in his chest.

This sword caused them serious injuries.

Except for the two Yuanying monks and Yu Wenzhao, all the other low-level monks died.