"Stop!" Zuo Baifeng roared.

Wang Xiong didn't pay attention to it at all, but once again inserted the third golden needle into the dantian of the Holy Son.

"Ah~~~~~~~~~~h The Holy Son of the Heart let out a terrible scream again.

"Wang Xiong, if the Holy Son of the Heart is missing a hair, none of you want to live!" Zuo Baifeng's face changed and he said angrily.

Gently loosened the long whip and let go of the Holy Son of the Heart, but at this moment, the Holy Son of the Heart had three golden needles inserted in his body, and he had lost his strength, and he instantly collapsed to the ground.

"Heh, it's like saying that the Holy Son of the Heart has many hairs, and you don't deal with us!" Wang Xiong sneered with disdain.

"Zuo Shuai, save me, save me!" The Holy Son of the Heart cried out in horror.

The three golden needles entered the body, and the Holy Son of the Heart had no strength in his body, and his hands trembled and wanted to pull out the golden needles.

Wang Xiong showed a sneer and said: "Holy Son of the Heart, my vein sealing technique is not something that can be unsealed at will, you are shaking your hands now, pulling out the crooked golden needle, and breaking the three veins, that is suicide!" ”

"You, you ..................!" The Holy Son of the Heart looked at Wang Xiong in horror.

"Wang Xiong, let go of the Holy Son of the Heart, I can let you go!" Zuo Baifeng said with a gloomy face.

Yin Chong looked at Wang Xiong worriedly. Zuo Baifeng's strength, Yin Chongxu couldn't be clearer, even if he couldn't be Zuo Baifeng's opponent. Now this is ......!

"Hehe, Zuo Baifeng, the soldiers are not tired of deceit, this king still understands, if it weren't for the Holy Son of the Heart in his hands, you would have already pounced, can I hand over the Holy Son of the Heart to you now? Hahahaha, do you think everyone else is stupid? Wang Xiong sneered.

"And what do you want?" Zuo Baifeng said coldly.

"You all retreat, this king promises, save the life of the Holy Son!" Wang Xiong said coldly.

"Impossible!" Zuo Baifeng shouted.

"Oh?" Wang Xiong's eyes narrowed.

"Everyone, prepare, kill!" Zuo Baifeng said coldly.

Zuo Baifeng ordered to kill Wang Xiong and his party?

"Don't, Zuo Shuai, Zuo Shuai, don't do it, Wang Xiong will kill me!" The Holy Son of the Heart exclaimed.

As soon as the Holy Son of the Heart screamed, Zuo Baifeng's subordinates also looked at Zuo Baifeng with worry.

"Qi Shuai, let's make a move, the Holy Son ......!" A subordinate said with an ugly face.

"I said, kill! I will not compromise because of Wang Xiong's threat! Zuo Baifeng suddenly recovered the stormy flame.

"Don't come here, or we'll kill you!" Yin Chongxu suddenly said anxiously.

"Yin Chongxu, this Holy Son of the Heart, it seems that he is the captive of this king, right? What do you decide? Didn't you just go with you? Wang Xiong looked at Yin Chong and said.

Yin Chongxu's face froze, it's all this time, does Wang Xiong still want to rebel in the nest?

"If you want to use my captives, you have to listen to the orders of this king, now, the enemy is practicing the Holy Land, we can only have one voice, Yin Chongxu, if you are with us, don't talk nonsense, listen to my orders!" Wang Xiong said coldly.

"You!" Yin Chongxu suddenly said depressedly.

"Xiaozun, when is it! What are you messing with? The county lord of Qinghuan also fell for a while.

Yin Chongxu: "..................! ”

"Okay!" Yin Chong said depressedly.

At this moment, besieged by Zuo Baifeng, Yin Chongxu had to compromise, after all, it was all Daqin's side after all.

Suppressing Yin Chongxu, Wang Xiong held the Holy Son of the Heart and said in a deep voice: "Yin Chongxu, what is the strength of Zuo Baifeng's group, do you know it?" ”

"The three red-clothed ones behind Zuo Baifeng are the three strongest banner masters under Zuo Baifeng, called the Three Killing Banner Masters, Heaven Killing, Earth Killing, Human Killing, Never Show Up, I didn't expect it to appear here, they are all new to the Martial Saint, and the other nearly a thousand people, most of them are in the Martial Sect Realm, only a little is in the Qi Sea Realm!" Yin Chong said in a deep voice.

"You, the giant gate, and the embers, deal with the three killings!" Wang Xiong said coldly.

"What about Zuo Baifeng?" Yin Chongxu looked at Wang Xiong in surprise.

Our three Martial Saints deal with their three Martial Saints, the strongest Zuo Baifeng, are you coming?

"He? He didn't dare to come! Wang Xiong said coldly.

"What?" Yin Chong looked at Wang Xiong in confusion.

Wang Xiong didn't give Yin Chongxu an explanation.

On the opposite side, Zuo Baifeng's subordinates were also worried and did not dare to step forward.

"What are you waiting for? Shoot! Zuo Baifeng shouted.

"But, Qi Shuai, the Holy Son is in their hands, in case ......, how can we explain to the Holy Lord when we go back?" A subordinate worried.

"Will be outside, the king's order will not be affected! Shoot now, I'll take care of everything, don't care about the Holy Son, don't leave a single one, kill! Zuo Baifeng shouted.

"Yes!" All subordinates responded.

"Zuo Shuai, you want to watch me die?" The Holy Son of the Heart exclaimed.

Zuo Baifeng squinted and stood in the distance, looking at it coldly, and with an order, all his subordinates were immediately dispatched.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

Yin Chongxu, Ember, and Jumen suddenly faced the Three Killing Martial Saints, and a decisive battle began in an instant.

"Roar!"

The wolves roared, the eagles roared, and immediately pounced on Zuo Baifeng's men.

"Juque, have you broken through your cultivation?" Wang Xiong looked at Juque on the side.

"Yes, now the eighth level of the Martial Sect Realm!" It's a pity that Juque didn't reach the Martial Saint.

"If you break through, you won't make a move?" Wang Xiong's eyes widened.

"Ah, yes!" Juque suddenly pounced on the rushing soldiers.

As soon as the two sides attacked, all of a sudden, the wolf eagle side was suppressed. After all, there are more strong people on the other side, and many of them are people in the middle of the Martial Sect Realm, in the blink of an eye, the wolves are retreating, not to mention the Black Eagle, who was seriously injured before, and is even more defeated at this moment.

Seeing that the opponent's army is about to be killed.

"Wang Xiong, how is this good, Zuo Baifeng doesn't care about life or death at all!" The county lord of Qinghuan was worried.

"No, Zuo Baifeng is not worried, but he is worried to death!" Wang Xiong said coldly.

"Huh?"

"If Zuo Baifeng wasn't worried, he would have pounced at the moment, look at him, he was standing there, motionless!" Wang Xiong said coldly.

"Why is he still motionless?"

"Because he understands that as long as he dares to make a move, I will dare to break the net and kill him immediately. He didn't do it, let that group of subordinates do it, this is in the art of war, called 'Wai Sanque Yi', which is to give us a hope, this hope, so that we will not die in the net, dare not kill people, so he will not do it! Wang Xiong explained.

"Huh? But......! ”

"He wants to save the Holy Son of the Heart, it seems that the status of the Holy Son of the Heart in the Holy Land of Chilian is not small, he stands there motionless, on the one hand, he wants to protect the Holy Son of the Heart, on the other hand, he is staring at me here, as long as his people rush to us close, we are in chaos here, he will definitely take action as soon as possible, take advantage of the chaos, and rescue the Holy Son of the Heart first!" Wang Xiong said coldly.

"Huh? Isn't it right now that he's scheming? The wolf and eagle seem to be outnumbered by them, and they keep retreating! The county lord of Qinghuan said anxiously.

"So, I need your help!" Wang Xiong looked at the county lord of Qinghuan.

"Me? My father's royal seal? The county lord of Qinghuan's eyes lit up.

"No, they are here, there are several at the peak of the Martial Sect Realm, your thunder power is too small, and you can't attract the Heavenly Tribulation anymore!" Wang Xiong shook his head.

"What then?" The county lord of Qinghuan said anxiously.

"I'll take action later, I won't be able to guard the Holy Son, you will guard!" Wang Xiong said in a deep voice.

"Me?" The county lord of Qinghuan was slightly stunned.

"You take your heart, go into the mountain stove, and hide inside!" Wang Xiong said in a deep voice.

"Why?"

Wang Xiong looked at the county lord of Qinghuan, Qinghuan was too young after all, Wang Xiong was worried that when he would fight, it would cause the county lord of Qinghuan to be distracted, and that moment of distraction was enough for Zuo Baifeng to save the Holy Son, once there was no bargaining chip for the Holy Son, his group of people would be really dangerous.

"There is no reason, what I listen to is to give you a sword, remember one thing, later, as long as I don't enter the mountain stove, no matter who the others are, the first thing you do is to kill the Holy Son of the Heart! Also, if Zuo Baifeng makes a move, I will tell you loudly, just break the net and kill the Holy Son of the Heart! Don't think too much, don't show mercy, kill! Wang Xiong said coldly.

"Huh?" The Qinghuan County Lord's face froze, and finally nodded.

In the distance, Zuo Baifeng had indeed been staring at Wang Xiong's side, looking for that momentary opportunity. Wang Xiong's words were not suppressed, and Zuo Baifeng's ears were extremely spiritual, and he instantly heard what Wang Xiong said.

Zuo Baifeng's face froze: "King of the East? Wang Hong's old fox is dead, and there is a little fox again! No, still an old fox! ”

Zuo Baifeng's scheme has been completely exposed in front of Wang Xiong. Wang Xiong not only immediately thought of a way to restrain himself, but also prevented the little girl's distraction, doing things is really spicy!

For now, he can only wait for his group of subordinates to let Wang Xiong's side be defeated.

Zuo Baifeng waited patiently.

The county lord of Qinghuan escorted the soft Holy Son of the Heart into the mountain stove again, as soon as he entered it, Zuo Baifeng couldn't see it clearly, and it was too late to even find a gap to save the Holy Son of the Heart, because at this moment, everyone was paying attention to Zuo Baifeng's position, including Wang Xiong who was holding a long whip.

On that side, Ember, Yin Chongxu, and the giant gate blocked the three martial saints in front of them, and the wolf eagles couldn't do it, they were defeated and retreated, and they were about to retreat to Wang Xiong.

Wang Xiong's eyes were cold, and he danced with a long whip in his hand.

"Bang bang bang!"

The terrifying whip method once again burst into its brilliant brilliance.

"Ahhh~~~~~h

A series of screams, a large number of Martial Sect Realm soldiers were suddenly whipped upside down by the long whip.

Wang Xiong is now also in the realm of Martial Sect, even when it is the first weight, the power of the long whip is extremely terrifying.

When the Qi Sea Realm was at its heaviest, the five hundred green wolves that Wang Xiong could smoke wept bitterly, and the Juque who could smoke also knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

Now, Wang Xiongwu Sect is in the realm, isn't the long whip still killing the Quartet?

The brilliant long whip, like a torrential rain in the sky, landed like a spiritual snake, and with a terrifying round of volleys, countless soldiers suddenly retreated one after another, and the pressure of wolves and eagles was greatly reduced in an instant.

"What?" Zuo Baifeng's face changed and exclaimed.

"Hmph, Zuo Baifeng, today, you are destined to return in vain!" Wang Xiong laughed.

The long whip in Wang Xiong's hands has become an artistic melody. Even if you have countless martial arts realms, you can't get close to Wang Xiong for a single bit.

Zuo Baifeng stood in the distance, and did not dare to step forward, as Wang Xiong said, Zuo Baifeng did not dare to break the net, surrounded by three ques, leaving hope, and pressing step by step.

The entire Baicaodian Square suddenly erupted in a scuffle.

But no one saw that on the periphery of Baicaodian Square, Yingdong, who was seriously injured, came back.

Looking at the chaotic battlefield in front of him, Yingdong watched Wang Xiong become more and more cold, even if he was injured, Yingdong had to gamble.

"Wang Xiong, if you don't die this time, I will have your surname!" Yingdong said with a hideous face.

Yingdong didn't pounce, but found a pile of charred corpses around, tore some charred parts from the charred corpses, and pasted them on himself.

In the blink of an eye, Yingdong disguised himself as a charred corpse.

In the Baicaodian Square, there are countless charred corpses. Yingdong lay on the ground, moving little by little, pretending to be a charred corpse, and slowly blended into the center of the battlefield, crawling under the feet of a green wolf, and moving from the crotch of one soldier after another.

No one noticed the movement of this 'charred corpse', after all, the battlefield was too chaotic, who would care about this overwhelming charred corpse?

Yingdong successfully feigned a charred corpse and mixed into the entrance of the mountain stove.

"Bang!"

The 'charred corpse' fell into the entrance of the stove.