The prince kissed her seven times in one night, and the abandoned woman was scared!

Wu Pengding had already witnessed the Wu family's disastrous defeat, and his face was ashen. Without the Half-Martial God, no matter how many Great Martial Sects there were, they wouldn't be enough to kill.

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His eyes suddenly locked onto Yun Suyue: As long as he could capture this dead girl alive, he didn't believe that Si Yanzhuo and Mo Tianling would not surrender!

"The three of you lead Si Yanzhuo away, and the two of you go and beat her up and bring her to me." Wu Pengding pointed at Yun Suyue and ordered the five guards around him.

"Yes, Patriarch." Five people rushed towards Si Yanzhuo and Yun Suyue.

Mei Beiyi and his companions were unable to stop these great martial masters.

"What are you trying to do?" Yu Di surveyed the situation without moving. Only when he saw Wu Pengding's intention to harm Yun Suyue did he act. The Nine-Turn Wind and Thunder Fan flew out in an instant, and none of the five men could block it.

Three of the five people's weapons were broken by the Nine-Turn Wind and Thunder Fan, and the remaining two were seriously injured by the fan, and this was just one move of Yu Di.

"This move? I seem to have seen it somewhere, but I can't remember." Wu Pengding's eyes fell on Yu Di and suddenly narrowed.

He knew that the person who could stand next to Si Yanzhuo was definitely not simple, but he didn't expect him to be so extraordinary. Not only was the weapon he used special, but with his strength of only the peak of the late stage of the Great Martial Sect, the moves he used were so powerful.

With just one move, he crippled the five guards around him. He was probably no less powerful than a semi-martial god. He had no idea that the Western Wasteland Sword Sect was hiding so many masters. He had underestimated Si Yanzhuo.

But it doesn't matter. He wasn't the only one prepared. "Elite disciples of my Wu family, bring out your unique skills. I want Si Yanzhuo and Mo Tianling dead."

"Yes, Patriarch." Behind Wu Pengding, a group of disciples walked out in unison, each holding a special black chain with double blades shaped like curved hooks at the front end of the chain.

Once touched by this kind of weapon, it would either cause death or serious injury. What if it was poisoned? At this moment, the chains flew up, aimed at the target they wanted to lock onto, and instantly threw them towards Si Yanzhuo who was fighting.

"Si Yanzhuo, be careful!" Yun Suyue reminded Si Yanzhuo immediately, and she also flew up, swung the Chaos Magic Whip in her hand, intercepting those sharp double blades.

"Bang!" The chains and the Chaos Whip collided violently in the air, and the aftermath pushed back the fighters on both sides.

Yun Suyue swung the whip in time to launch the second move, but the enemy was also very fast. Dozens of sharp chains attacked Yun Suyue like a dragon that wanted to devour Yun Suyue, trying to trap Yun Suyue and capture her alive.

"Don't even think about it!" Si Yanzhuo's cold voice was like a cold wind. With his black hair flying, he had already protected Yun Suyue in his arms. He swung his right hand, and his power shook the mountains and rivers.

As the two men landed, dozens of chains snapped and fell to the ground one by one.

Si Yanzhuo held Yun Suyue's hand and swung the Chaos Magic Whip. The owners whose chains were forcibly broken were blown away by the whip. Except for the two of them, no one was left standing in this world.

"You? Take my palm!" Wu Pengding leaped over from behind, using all his strength to slap Si Yanzhuo and Yun Suyue on the back.

Unfortunately, he was knocked back with a "bang" by Si Yanzhuo's palm from a distance.

Wu Pengding's internal organs were shaken by this palm strike, and his blood and energy surged and shifted. He stared at his palm in disbelief, "My internal energy is less than half left, and my power has dropped below the ninth level? How is this possible?"

"Then let's go to the King of Hell and find out." Yun Suyue and Si Yanzhuo joined forces and forced their way forward at a speed comparable to a passing meteor.

"Ah, protect the clan leader." All the Wu family members around gathered over, forming layers of human walls to protect Wu Pengding, but were knocked away by the powerful force of Si Yanzhuo and Yun Suyue.

Just as Wu Pengding was about to be killed, the two half-martial gods made a desperate attack at the critical moment, holding off Si Yanzhuo and Yun Suyue. "Pengding, what are you doing? Why don't you fight back?"

"Me? Two elders?" When Wu Pengding looked up, the elder lying on the ground had just died. He quickly retreated, and the remaining people all rushed up to protect him.

"Chief, let's go." The remaining few peak-level Great Martial Sect masters also came over to protect Wu Pengding's retreat. Countless archers fired fiercely at Si Yanzhuo and Yun Suyue.

Si Yanzhuo and Yun Suyue lost the best opportunity, "Damn it, come again."

Yun Suyue swung the Chaos Whip, sweeping away countless swords and arrows, and tore open a wall of human flesh for Si Yanzhuo. "You can't leave."

Si Yanzhuo swept his sword across, killing a group of guards. Suddenly, he flashed in front of Wu Pengding, swung his sword, and cut off Wu Pengding's head.

Si Yanzhuo hooked his toes again and kicked a sword that pierced the person's head. With a "whoosh", it landed on the tall stone pillar in front of the Sword Sect.

"Your clansmen are dead. Those who lay down their weapons will not be killed, otherwise they will be put to death!" Si Yanzhuo sent out his voice with his internal force, and it resounded throughout the Sword Sect.

The two people from the Holy Demon Palace who were hiding in the dark were shocked. "How could this happen? What a waste! The head of the Wu Pengding clan, a half-martial god, was hunted down so easily by Si Yanzhuo."

"That's good. Let's go. The Wu family is ours." The two men immediately escaped while the chaos was going on.

"What? The clan leader is dead? No way, that head must be fake. Don't be fooled, just keep killing." The morale of the remaining Wu family members plummeted, and they resisted stubbornly.

"Kill? You will be the first one to die." Huoyu rushed over, dealt with the troublemaker, and cleared out the remaining enemies.

The fierce battle continues.

After a stick of incense, the battle was over. Inside and outside the Sword Sect, there were only mountains of corpses and seas of blood. There were broken walls and tiles everywhere, and the scene was desolate.

There is no need to repair it. It will be useless if the enemies are not all killed. Everyone should retreat to the rear.

Many disciples were killed or injured in this battle. This was the result after the recovery pills were distributed. Otherwise, there would be no disciples left.

Mo Tianling, Yu Di, Mo Ranxiao, Mo Ranqi, Qingze, Chonglai, and Bo Xiu were all seriously injured. Although they were not fatally injured with the recovery pill, they still needed to recuperate for a few days.

"Everyone, recover from your injuries as soon as possible, there are more and stronger enemies behind." Yun Suyue brought three baskets of spiritual fruits to the disciples to speed up the healing of their external injuries.

"Yes, Madam Xie."

"Yeah." Yun Suyue nodded absentmindedly, looking at the spiritual fruit and then at her hands.

Si Yanzhuo asked her, "What is Yue thinking about?"

"I want to go into seclusion to advance." Yun Suyue suddenly turned around and said this.

The originally dead atmosphere suddenly became lively, and Mo Tianling even laughed, "Hahaha, good, this battle actually allowed you to touch the threshold of the peak of the late stage of the Great Martial Sect, then go quickly."

"Okay, then I'll go. Grandpa, don't be reluctant to eat. Eat more spiritual fruits." Yun Suyue smiled and hurried into the house.

Si Yanzhuo also followed in. As Yun Suyue advanced, he had to protect her.