From cannon fodder villain to superpowered queen

The air outside the wooden house seemed to freeze, filled with a chilling atmosphere.

Bi Yao and Jiang Ruiyuan stepped out of the wooden house and saw a group of mysterious people dressed in black robes. They stood like ghosts, and a cold aura surged from beneath their black robes.

Everyone exuded a powerful sense of oppression, like messengers from hell, sending chills down one's spine.

Jiang Ruiyuan's eyes narrowed, and he shielded Bi Yao behind him, like an iron wall, blocking the suffocating pressure from her.

He gripped his weapon tightly, his knuckles turning white, his muscles tense, ready to fight at any moment.

From among the men in black robes, a tall figure slowly emerged. His voice was low and hoarse, like a whisper from the abyss: "Bi Yao, come with us, or this place will be a river of blood."

Bi Yao stepped forward without fear, her voice firm: "Don't even think about it! I won't go with you!"

Before he finished speaking, the man in black robes pounced on him like a ferocious beast, unleashing a barrage of fierce attacks.

Jiang Ruiyuan and Bi Yao hastily prepared for battle, parrying the barrage of attacks.

Although their physical condition had improved after being healed by Elder Xuanji, the fierce battle with the demonic beast had taken a heavy toll, and they still felt powerless in the face of this sudden and powerful enemy.

Jiang Ruiyuan brandished his weapon with fierce moves, each attack accompanied by the sound of wind breaking, yet he still could not withstand the tidal wave of attacks from the black-robed man.

He gritted his teeth, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and fatigue surged over him like a tide, but he still firmly protected Bi Yao.

Bi Yao was equally unyielding, conjuring energy balls in her hands and continuously bombarding the enemy.

But she could feel her strength rapidly draining away, and each attack left her feeling weak.

The black-robed man's attacks were like a storm, ruthless and perfectly coordinated, leaving no openings.

Their figures flickered like ghosts, making them difficult to catch.

"Damn it!" Jiang Ruiyuan cursed under his breath as a cut appeared on his arm, and blood instantly stained his sleeve.

Bi Yao's heart tightened, and she looked at Jiang Ruiyuan with concern: "How are you?"

Jiang Ruiyuan shook his head, enduring the pain, and said, "I'm fine, be careful!"

The leader of the black-robed men let out a cold laugh: "A desperate struggle! Just surrender obediently!" He suddenly swung out a palm, the powerful force sending Jiang Ruiyuan back several steps.

Just at this critical moment, Bi Yao suddenly realized... "Wait..."

Bi Yao's pupils suddenly contracted, like a cheetah locking onto its prey, her focused eyes flashing with a sharp light.

Her mind raced, like a precision instrument operating at high speed, carefully analyzing the black-robed man's attack patterns.

This isn't just mindless, random shooting!

Each of their attacks was accompanied by a specific rhythm, like well-trained dancers performing a death waltz amidst the flashing blades.

She caught this subtle flaw, and a barely perceptible sneer curled at the corner of her lips, as if to say, "That's all?"

Upon seeing this, the leader of the black-robed men raised his chin contemptuously, as if mocking her overestimation of her abilities.

The next second, Bi Yao vanished from the spot like a ghost.

She swayed slightly, actually timing her movements precisely to exploit the gap in the black-robed man's attack.

An energy ball condensed in her palm, like a miniature sun, carrying intense heat, and slammed into the center of the black-robed group.

With a loud "bang!", energy erupted, and the formation was instantly broken up along with the muffled groan of the man in black robes.

The arrogant smile on the black-robed leader's face froze instantly, his brows furrowed, and his expression turned ashen, as if he had swallowed a fly.

Clearly, he hadn't expected Bi Yao to find the vulnerability in their attack so easily, which made him feel quite threatened.

"Interesting. It seems we can't underestimate you." The leader of the black-robed men said grimly. With a wave of his hand, the black-robed men instantly changed tactics, splitting into several small groups that surrounded them from all sides like cheetahs.

Attacks are no longer monotonous straight lines, but rather continuous like a tide, more flexible and more difficult to defend against.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Ruiyuan immediately leaned against Bi Yao, warily observing his surroundings.

Their backs were pressed tightly together, like a suit of armor fused together, jointly resisting attacks from all directions.

The attacks came down like a storm, with flashes of swords and the air filled with the piercing sound of metal clashing.

They were like a lone boat in a storm, struggling and tossed about in the giant waves, in danger of capsizing at any moment.

"Bang!" Jiang Ruiyuan was caught off guard and was hit hard in the back, staggering a few steps.

He endured the excruciating pain, gritted his teeth, and once again brandished his weapon, engaging in fierce combat with the man in black robes.

Blood seeped from his wound, staining his clothes red, but he did not flinch at all.

Bi Yao also realized that the situation was not good. While she was defending against the attacks, she was looking for a new opportunity.

The two stood back to back, like the most tacit comrades on the battlefield, cooperating seamlessly as if they were one.

"No, we won't be able to hold on like this!" Jiang Ruiyuan roared in a low voice, sweat pouring down his face.

Bi Yao didn't answer, but clenched her fists tightly, trying hard to find a way to break the deadlock.

At this critical moment, Jiang Ruiyuan suddenly let out a muffled groan, his body jerked violently, and he fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string...

Jiang Ruiyuan's body fell heavily to the ground like a rag being thrown, making a dull thud.

Upon seeing this, the man in black robes instantly broke into a smug smile, like a rat in a sewer seeing rotten flesh.

They exchanged glances, as if to say, "See? This kid is nothing special!" Their guard was down, their movements slowed noticeably, their murderous aura dissipated, and their faces showed a hint of contempt, as if victory was assured.

However, just when they thought everything had settled down, Jiang Ruiyuan, who was lying on the ground, suddenly jumped up as if he had come back to life!

A powerful energy surge erupted from his body, like a volcanic eruption, instantly shaking the surrounding black-robed figures to their knees.

He conjured a massive ball of energy in his hand and slammed it down with overwhelming force onto the densest area of ​​the black-robed figures.

"Get out of here!" Jiang Ruiyuan roared, like a war god descending, his aura fully unleashed, showing no trace of injury.

Everything that just happened was just a show he put on to lower the guard of these arrogant guys!

Meanwhile, Bi Yao was also busy.

She charged toward the leader of the black-robed men like an arrow released from a bow.

She concentrated all her strength in her palm, and the energy surged wildly within her hand, emitting a dazzling light.

With a determined look in her eyes and without the slightest hesitation, she struck the black-robed leader's chest with a powerful palm strike.

With a loud "bang," the leader of the black-robed men was sent flying like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into a large tree and snapping it in half.

He clutched his chest, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, his face contorted in a grimace, clearly not expecting Bi Yao to be so audacious as to attack him directly.

The injury to the leader of the black-robed men was like a signal, instantly throwing their ranks into disarray.

They panicked, and their previously seamless teamwork vanished.

However, just when Bi Yao and Jiang Ruiyuan thought victory was assured, the man in black robes did not retreat.

As if receiving some kind of command, they quickly gathered together, and an even more powerful aura surged from their bodies.

A suffocating sense of oppression filled the air, like the calm before a storm.

Bi Yao and Jiang Ruiyuan watched as the man in black robes gathered his power, and the surrounding air seemed to freeze...