"You, a mere Martial Combat realm, even if I'm seriously injured, you won't escape."

"You dare come back to court death, I'll be damned if I don't make it happen for you."

Chen Er saw Ah Xie trying to escape, he couldn't help but roar furiously, and in an instant caught up and enveloped Ah Xie with True Qi. As fierce as his words were, he still needed to capture Ah Xie alive to release the Mechanical Messenger Bird and find Weng Ting.

Ah Xie was locked by Chen Er's True Qi, unable to move.

While Chen Er's face twisted in anger, he walked up with large strides.

He grasped his blood-drenched hand which had just been struck by Sikong Jing, and coldly said, "A weakling is just a weakling. Your East Dominator Genius can't save you now, and I'll cut off your limbs first."

He wiped the fresh blood from his scalp, and roared again, "This is the price you pay for shooting an arrow at me from the shadows."

Saying this, Chen Er was about to cut off Ah Xie's right hand that held the bow...

However, at this moment, Ah Xie suddenly threw his bamboo hat as his hand extended forward, and instantly a lock of hair fell gracefully.

Under the hat, it revealed a woman's face, surprisingly not Ah Xie.

In an instant, Chen Er was stunned.

The outstretched hand froze in mid-air and his eyes widened, and in a split second he reacted, "This is bad, it's a trap!"

But, it was already too late.

Two strange hands suddenly reached out from the ground, firmly gripping Chen Er's legs and fiercely pulling him down.

"Ah!"

In an instant, Chen Er screamed like a ghost, his legs dragged into the earth.

As he scrambled in panic, Chen Er suddenly felt a strong gust above his head, and he quickly looked up, only to see a gigantic hammer, and before he could react... buzz!

Chen Er felt his head was smashed heavily by the hammer, immediately seeing stars.

The next moment, a voice rose from the ground, "Chen Er, I am the Old Weng weakling you spoke of, and now I will cut off your legs."

As soon as the words landed, Chen Er felt a tearing pain from his thigh, causing him to cry out miserably.

"Next, the second leg!"

With these words, Chen Er's second leg also felt excruciating pain, both legs feeling utterly lifeless.

He desperately wanted to release his True Qi...

However, a crazy female voice came from above, "Chen Er, have another hammer from me!"

Buzz!

His head was hammered down again, humming incessantly, momentarily forgetting the pain in his legs.

After that, due to his legs being cut off, Chen Er's body was pushed into mid-air... and the one who pushed him out was Ah Xie.

The next instant, Ah Xie relentlessly hacked at Chen Er with one slash after another.

"I am the Old Weng weakling, but I'm going to kill you, I will tear you to pieces."

Ah Xie screamed with insane intensity, slashing at Chen Er's body one knife after another, even when Chen Er no longer let out any cries of pain, he still continued to slash...

Until... someone held him tightly.

The one holding him was the hammer-wielding woman who had disguised as Ah Xie earlier.

"Brother Ah Xie, stop slashing, Chen Er is already dead."

With these words, Ah Xie gradually calmed down.

With a face covered in Chen Er's blood, he turned to look at the hammer-wielding woman, and with a trembling voice he said, "Ah Xiang, we killed Chen Er, we actually killed Mochen Courtyard's Chen Er."

The hammer-wielding woman was called Weng Xiang, also one of the young individuals from the Weng Family who entered the Soul Snatching Battlefield this time.

Previously, when Ah Xie had fled to the foot of the mountain, he happened to encounter her.

After some discussion, the two decided to come back to give Sikong Jing a helping hand. They certainly had seen Sikong Jing nearly slay Chen Er, and also watched Sikong Jing's Wild Battle with the Three Beauties.

Seeing Chen Er dispatched to hunt down Ah Xie, the two decided to eliminate Chen Er.

Weng Xiang disguised herself as Ah Xie and shot the arrows in secret.

Then, taking the opportunity while Chen Er lost his calm, they lured him to the spot where Ah Xie had laid the ambush.

One attacks from the dirt, while the other rages outside, finally finishing the incredibly strong Chen Er in their eyes.

At this moment, although Ah Xie's face was splattered with Chen Er's blood, he was deliriously excited.

But Weng Xiang, who hadn't experienced Ah Xie's previous terrifying ordeal, calmly grasped Ah Xie's hand and said, "Brother Ah Xie, calm down, now is not the time to get excited."

As soon as the words fell, Ah Xie felt as if cold water had been poured on his head.

He blankly looked down from the mountain towards the icy snow below, where the gleam of swords and shadows was still clearly visible, terrifying and unparalleled.

Suddenly, Ah Xie's whole body turned ice-cold and he said, "Ah Xiang, can we aid the Sikong Genius?"

Weng Xiang gently shook her head and said, "I'm afraid not, we truly are just weaklings."

Upon hearing this, Ah Xie showed a pained expression, but soon resolutely said, "The Sikong Genius will definitely win!"

Weng Xiang nodded emphatically and added deeply, "What we need to do now is hide and not add to the Sikong Genius' troubles."

Of course, Ah Xie understood, and the two of them hurriedly hid behind a nearby rock, suppressing their presence entirely.

Whoosh...

Just then, the figures of the Three Beauties and Sikong Jing reappeared in the snow and ice.

At this moment, the Three Beauties extended a hand and gently touched her flawless cheek, where there was a streak of cracked blood. Retracting her hand, she saw her own blood, and her beautiful eyes instantly turned cold.

She raised her head, fixing her gaze firmly upon Sikong Jing on the opposite side.

At this moment, Sikong Jing still held his sword.

But he had two sizable gashes on his chest and back, appearing deeper than those of the Three Beauties. Clearly, in the earlier clash of blades, Sikong Jing had fallen at a disadvantage.

But this was normal, for no matter how strong Sikong Jing was, he was only at the Second Realm of Martial Combat.

And the Three Beauties were at the Peak of the Spiritual Battle Realm, a genius disciple of the Wunian Saint Sect, with a fifth-grade battle body... even stronger than Si Yan who had previously defeated Pei Fenyi.

Her combat power in this Soul Snatching Battle was absolutely crushing. Whether it was Weng Ting or Zhang Duiyi, none were her match.

The same fifth-grade battle body, but neither the East Dominator Branch nor the Shiyu Hanluan City Branch geniuses could compare with the bona fide disciples of the Wunian Saint Sect. The biggest difference lay in... their masters being more formidable.

Moreover, if Weng Ting and Zhang Duiyi's talents were truly enough, they would have been recognized and taken as closed-door disciples by Venerable Ba Lian long ago.

Combat Body Level is merely a kind of martial arts talent, yet there are other factors of talent, like martial arts wisdom, and so forth.

If anyone knew that Sikong Jing wasn't relying on the Emperor's Artifact and still managed to contend blow for blow with the Three Beauties at the Second Realm of Martial Combat, they'd definitely be jaw-droppingly surprised. Barely being at a disadvantage could boast a lifetime of bravado.

"Remarkable combat tactics."

At this moment, the Three Beauties coldly spoke, "Even without the Emperor's Artifact, you can contend against a fifth-grade battle body in the same realm. However, the thing I hate most is those who are non-combatant yet possess strong combat power."

"You remind me of a particularly detestable girl, a little wretch."

Once these words fell, the Three Beauties' whole body rolled with frost once more.

Finally, her Combat Body power erupted anew. A swarm of frost-colored dragonflies frantically swirled toward Sikong Jing.

In an instant, the Three Beauties' body surged with battle energy, and ice-winged insects crawled over her.

"Come feel my fifth-grade Cold Dragonfly Battle Body well, and I won't use it to kill you. I still have questions."

Her voice surged, and the Cold Dragonflies swept crazily toward Sikong Jing. He instantly felt that both his legs burst with a void-like sensation of pain.

He desperately tried to unleash his True Qi...

But, a crazed female voice came from above, "Chen Er, take another hit from my hammer!"

Whoosh!

His head was hammered down again, buzzing incessantly, and he forgot the pain in his legs in an instant.

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