Live-in Son-in-law

The cultivation of Fang Ran and his people isn't weak, but the cultivation of these armored men isn't lacking either. The most crucial thing is that these armored men are clearly battle-hardened warriors, working together with perfect coordination and acting decisively.

Most of the people Fang Ran brought along are already injured, with one even beheaded. They were already at a numerical disadvantage, and now with one dead, defeat is only a matter of time.

Splatter!

A head flew out, the body fell to the ground, and the blood spurting from the severed neck was quickly soaked up by the yellow sand. Someone was beheaded with a single slash. Judging from the attire, this person was a disciple or retainer of the Mo Family.

These armored men used the simplest encircling and killing tactics, with ruthless and decisive strikes, leaving Fang Ran's people completely on the back foot.

"It seems Fang Ran and his people are doomed," said Mo Wuji.

Qin Yi shook his head, "Not necessarily. The others are certainly doomed, but not necessarily Fang Ran. It's rare for anyone to stop a strong cultivator about to break through to the Nascent Soul Realm if they want to escape."

"He can't escape," Bai Jingqing said coldly.

Qin Yi and Mo Wuji looked at her, then exchanged a glance and smiled wryly.

Apparently, the series of actions by Fang Ran's group had disgusted Bai Jingqing to the extreme.

Lin Yan from Baihua Pavilion was ravaged to death, and Bai Jingqing's hatred for these people ran deep to the bone.

Never provoke a woman, this creature can hold a grudge like no other, and Bai Jingqing is the best example of that.

Splatter!

Another one of Fang Ran's men was slain, blood staining the yellow sand.

Now, including Fang Ran, only five people remained, besides Fang Ran uninjured, the other four were just barely holding on.

"Old Mo, how long do you think they can hold out?" Qin Yi asked with a smile.

Mo Wuji pondered, "Ten minutes."

"I bet five minutes. What about you, Little White Fairy?"

"Boring!" Bai Jingqing rolled her eyes.

Qin Yi pouted, this woman is really no fun.

Heads rolled, blood splattered.

"Brother Qin's insight is indeed unparalleled," Mo Wuji said admiringly.

Not even five minutes had passed before Fang Ran's people were completely wiped out, leaving only him.

Fang Ran's face turned pale, eyes filled with horror, his long sword swung tightly, creating an impenetrable defense.

Clang clang...!

Fang Ran's cultivation was formidable, with a sword swing repelling four incoming long knives, and then he moved like a phantom, flashing through the encircling foes without pause, power surged to his feet, forming a whirlpool, dramatically increasing his speed as he fled desperately.

"Trying to escape? Dream on,"

A thunderous angry shout erupted from the large ship. Then a figure charged out like lightning, soaring like an eagle into the sky, rapidly pursuing Fang Ran.

Fang Ran scrambled like a desperate dog, not even daring to look back.

The one pursuing Fang Ran was also clad in full armor, even the face was covered, revealing only two murderous eyes. His cultivation was very strong, at least as good as those elders of the Mo Family.

This person's cultivation had already reached the Divine Separation Stage.

The big knife in his hand slashed through the air, and saber energy burst forward, aiming at Fang Ran's back.

Fang Ran's back went cold, smelling the scent of death, he let out a terrified scream.

Boom!

At the critical moment, a streak of purple light suddenly appeared out of nowhere, shattering the saber energy.

Fang Ran was stunned, turning his head, only to see several figures emerging from the sandstorm and dense fog.

The armored man chasing Fang Ran also stopped, evidently not expecting to find people here.

"Is it you?" Fang Ran was full of surprise.

Qin Yi chuckled lightly, "What? Young Master Fang isn't happy to see us? We are quite delighted to see you."

Fang Ran's face changed repeatedly, with Qin Yi and others in front and the armored men behind, he was caught in a dilemma.

"Why did you save me?" A flicker of hope arose in Fang Ran's heart; Qin Yi shattered the saber energy, could it be that he didn't want Fang Ran to die? Or perhaps he still had some value to exploit?

Qin Yi said indifferently, "Saving you is to find out where Lei Bao is?"

"We got separated," Fang Ran said solemnly.

In the distance, all the armored men who were encircling Fang Ran charged over.

Qin Yi gave them a glance and said with a smile, "Gentlemen, don't be nervous, we are not enemies."

"Breaking into here, and you claim you're not enemies?" said the leading armored man coldly.

Qin Yi smiled, "If I say we entered by mistake, would you believe it?"

The other party snorted coldly, clearly not believing.

"Gentlemen, please wait, I'll explain in a moment. Let me handle something first."

Qin Yi looked at Fang Ran, "So you also don't know Lei Bao's whereabouts?"

Fang Ran's gaze flickered slightly, "I know. As long as you save me, I'll tell you Lei Bao's whereabouts. Qin Yi, no matter what, we entered together. Save me first, even if you want to kill me afterward, I have no complaints. I just don't want to die by these natives' hands."

"He has no idea where Lei Bao is," Mo Wuji said indifferently.

Qin Yi nodded slightly, he could see through Fang Ran's ploy for survival.

Qin Yi slowly extended his hand, with purple light surging in his palm, which then transformed into hundreds of purple threads, like serpents swimming in the air, striking towards Fang Ran.

Fang Ran was terrified, trembling all over, his longsword buzzing, sword qi swirling, with one sword strike, hundreds of Sword Qi shot out explosively.

Boom boom...!

The hundreds of purple lights were all shredded by the Sword Qi.

However, Qin Yi's expression shifted slightly, the corner of his mouth lifted as he reminded, "Watch your feet."

Fang Ran was stunned, his body suddenly shuddered, and he stared in horror with wide eyes, the longsword slipping from his hand to the ground.

"I told you to watch your feet," Qin Yi chuckled lightly.

"What did you do to me?" Fang Ran's whole body was stiffening, realizing his body was petrifying, even his tongue started to go rigid.

Qin Yi shrugged, "Nothing, just using you for an experiment."

He cast the Petrification Technique.

The purple lights in the air were blocked by Fang Ran, but two strands penetrated the sand, moved underground, and then infiltrated through Fang Ran's soles.

"Tell me how you're feeling right now, like which body part can still move? It's my first time casting the Petrification Technique, a bit unskilled, so I'll use you for testing," Qin Yi said with a smile.

Fang Ran's eyes were filled with terror, his mouth agape, throat making strange noises, his tongue stiff like an iron rod, incapable of speech.

"Looks like it's working well," Qin Yi said with a wry smile.

"Little White Fairy, he's all yours."

Bai Jingqing drew her longsword and walked step by step to Fang Ran, saying coldly, "You beasts used our Baihua Pavilion's disciples as your playthings, never thought you'd meet such a fate, did you? Seeing you makes me nauseous."

Splatter!

The longsword, like a blade of light, stabbed into Fang Ran's throat like lightning, killing him with one strike.

"Tsk tsk... This woman is ruthless enough. Old Mo, you better be careful in the future. If you do anything to wrong her, she might give you a stab," Qin Yi teased.

Mo Wuji shivered and retreated, she was indeed decisive with her moves.

Qin Yi looked at the leading armored man, smiling lightly, "Is this enough to prove we are not enemies?"