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Zi Li was not to be outdone and surrounded them from behind.

An Wuhen was surrounded by three people and gradually found himself unable to withstand it.

There was a hint of panic in his eyes.

Faced with the joint attack of three people, he began to feel powerless.

He wanted to escape.

His eyes wandered around, looking for an opportunity to break out.

However, Huangfu Yi and Dongfang Qingmo clung to him tightly, making it difficult for him to escape.

Huangfu Yi seized the opportunity, jumped high, and stabbed An Wuhen with the Dragon Roar Sword.

His body spun in the air like an eagle spreading its wings, his sword wielding sharp power and carrying an indomitable momentum.

An Wuhen quickly retreated.

He moved quickly and swiftly, trying to avoid the fatal blow.

But the sword still pierced An Wuhen's right chest.

Blood gushed out instantly, staining his clothes red.

A painful expression appeared on his face and his body involuntarily took a few steps back.

The side effects of the Evil-Breaking Pill came one after another, and Huangfu Yi sprayed mouthfuls of blood onto the Dragon Roar Sword.

The blood flowed down the sword like a fountain, dyeing the Dragon Roar Sword red.

His face turned extremely pale and his body began to shake.

Dongfang Qingmo's voice trembled, "Ayi, what's wrong with you?!"

Her eyes were filled with fear and worry, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Usually, diseases that cause vomiting blood are terminal illnesses!

How could this happen? !

Huangfu Yi shook his head, placed the Dragon Roar Sword in Dongfang Qingmo's hand, and pinched her cheek with his right hand, "I'm fine."

He didn't want Dongfang Qingmo to worry about him, so he endured the pain and forced a smile.

When An Wuhen saw that Huangfu Yi was affected by the side effects, a hint of viciousness flashed in his eyes. He endured the pain in his chest and pounced towards Huangfu Yi.

His figure was as swift as a ghost, carrying with him great power and an evil aura.

Just as he was about to get close, Zi Li came from the side, and her left hand turned into a dagger.

Her movements were decisive and agile, trying to stop An Wuhen's attack.

An Wuhen quickly turned his head, and the dagger cut his cheek, leaving a bloody mark.

There was a pained expression on his face and a hint of anger in his eyes.

An Wuhen felt pain, and black fog suddenly spread out from all around, blocking everyone's vision in an instant.

The black fog was like a huge dark cloud, covering the entire battlefield and making it impossible to see the surrounding situation clearly.

When the smoke cleared, An Wuhen had disappeared.

His figure seemed to blend into the darkness, making it impossible to grasp him.

Dongfang Qingmo looked at Huangfu Yi worriedly.

Her eyes were full of concern and heartache, and she silently prayed in her heart that Huangfu Yi would be safe.

Huangfu Yi was a little weak, "I'm fine, hurry up and chase after him."

We can't let An Wuhen escape, we must catch up with him as soon as possible.

Dongfang Qingmo bit his lips so hard that they almost drew blood.

Her heart was filled with anger and unwillingness, and she wished she could tear An Wuhen into pieces immediately.

Dongfang Ti appeared in time and supported Huangfu Yi, "Mo'er, this is your second uncle."

His voice was steady and powerful, bringing a sense of security to Dongfang Qingmo.

Dongfang Qingmo hesitated for a moment, nodded, and chased after him with Zi Li.

Their figures quickly disappeared from their sight.

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Mu Yinchen and Ying also came towards Huangfu Yi.

Their figures were looming in the darkness, and their steps were hurried and urgent.

An Wuhen and Mu Yinchen ran into each other headfirst.

Mu Yinchen frowned, "Hey, don't you have eyes? You're bumping into me!"

Dongfang Qingmo rushed over here while shouting, "Stop him!"