Senior sister, don't be stubborn, you are already invincible.

"puff--"

Xu Qingyang spit out a large mouthful of blood again, mixed with broken internal organs.

"Forget it, Mr. Xu, retreat quickly!" He Nianci, standing on the cliff, shouted anxiously.

"Yes, Mr. Xu, let's go quickly!"

"If the fight continues, we will all die here."

Everyone tried to persuade him.

Although they wanted to take down this monster, they also knew that it was impossible with their level of cultivation.

Xu Qingyang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked up at the golden-scaled lion, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, retreat first."

Then he barely supported his body, staggered towards the edge of the cliff, picked up He Nianci, and led everyone away.

"Want to run?"

The golden-scaled lion said disdainfully, "How can it be that easy?"

It twisted its huge body, its speed suddenly increased, and it approached Xu Qingyang in the blink of an eye.

Everyone was terrified.

"Oops, this beast is huge. I didn't expect it to be so fast. I can't get rid of it."

"Quick, use the talisman to bombard it!"

Everyone shouted and quickly activated the strongest talisman and seal in their hands.

In an instant, streams of light flew all over the sky, carrying fierce power and shooting towards the golden-scaled lion.

But the golden-scaled lion ignored it.

No matter how many low-quality talismans hit it, its physical defense was not damaged at all.

Everyone felt desperate.

Seeing this, Xu Qingyang couldn't help but smile bitterly.

If this continues, they will all have to answer here.

Just as he was about to cut off the rear and let the others take He Nianci to escape, he suddenly heard a sound breaking through the air.

A blank yellow paper passed by him and headed straight for the golden-scaled lion.

"Ok?"

Xu Qingyang was stunned, "Who threw out all the yellow paper?"

"Okay...it seems to be me." A foundation-building monk in front scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Sorry, I was so anxious that I didn't notice it was a piece of yellow paper."

As he spoke, he patted his storage bag, took out a pile of blank yellow paper, and threw it towards the golden-scaled lion.

"..."

Xu Qingyang was speechless. Was this kid scared out of his wits?

The refined talismans are useless, why are you throwing away a pile of yellow paper?

Trying to drown the monster with yellow paper?

Many monks were confused by him and looked at him blankly, dumbfounded.

This brother is out of his mind!

However, an even more shocking scene occurred.

The golden-scaled lion suddenly came to a sudden stop.

The sharp claws dug into the earth, drawing a shocking ravine.

A piece of yellow paper passed by the tip of his nose.

A drop of sweat slipped from the forehead of the golden-scaled lion.

The golden-scaled lion stared blankly at the yellow paper, his scarlet eyes widened, his expression froze, with a hint of fear.

Not long ago, a strange phenomenon suddenly appeared deep in the forest.

It chased him to find out.

I saw three pieces of yellow paper suspended in mid-air.

At that moment, its heartbeat almost stopped and the hair all over its body stood on end.

A deadly threat was vaguely detected.

So, when other monsters were determined to capture the yellow paper, it turned around and ran towards the outskirts of the forest.

But it was still too late.

A bright golden light instantly penetrated its scale defense and severely damaged it.

Fortunately, it reacted quickly enough, otherwise it would have been killed on the spot like those monster beasts without eyes.

The golden-scaled lion recalled that scene not long ago, and his heart was still palpitating, and a dense layer of goosebumps appeared on his body.

He glanced at a few people with great reluctance, then turned around and quickly ran away.

Everyone stared at the scene in front of them with wide eyes and disbelief.

The golden-scaled lion... stopped?

It stopped chasing them and started running away? !

Everyone's face was full of astonishment.

The golden-scaled lion actually let them go, it's really a ghost!

"Is it scared?"

"I just saw that the golden-scaled lion's claws seemed to tremble a few times..."

"Hi~, is it really scared?"

"How is this possible? A majestic sixth-level monster would be afraid of a few pieces of waste paper without any spiritual power?"

"But it did retreat..."

"..."

Everyone was talking about it, and they couldn't believe their eyes.

Only Xu Qingyang frowned slightly.

He always felt that the behavior of the golden-scaled lion was strange, but he couldn't find the reason.

These few of us are no match for the golden-scaled lion. How could the other party be easily frightened and retreat?

"That's it."

He shook his head and put away the messy thoughts.

"Now that the crisis has been resolved, let's leave as soon as possible!"

The crowd nodded in agreement.

Yet at this moment.

"Clap-pop-pop!"

There was a crisp applause.

Accompanying the sound was a clear young voice.

"Wonderful, so wonderful!"

The crowd followed the sound.

A few hundred feet away, a man in white shirt walked towards him with his hands behind his back.

It was Yu Wenzhao.

As he appeared, a group of figures emerged from the surrounding trees.

One is in the middle stage of Yuanying, one is in the early stage of Yuanying, and the rest are in the foundation building stage.

All of them were murderous.

He Nianci's complexion changed slightly, and he secretly cursed the bad luck.

Xu Qingyang was also facing a formidable enemy.

He stared at Yu Wenzhao warily and asked in a deep voice: "What do you want to do?"

Yu Wenzhao smiled and said: "Don't worry, Mr. Xu, I am a reasonable man."

He stepped forward slowly, his eyes fixed on He Nianci.

"I am here just for her, and I hope you will cooperate."

"What if we don't want to?"

"Then I can only say sorry."

After Yu Wenzhao finished speaking, the two early Nascent Souls behind Yu Wenzhao took the lead.

Xu Qingyang's pupils shrank suddenly, and he drew his sword like lightning and charged forward to fight.

"Zheng!"

The weapons collided and made a harsh sound.

Xu Qingyang was knocked back five steps, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, but he still raised his sword to resist.

"You couldn't stop the two of us when you were completely victorious, let alone you who are seriously injured now?"

The other person shouted coldly, and hit him with a fierce fist wind.

Soon, he was suppressed and retreated, and dangers abounded.

"boom!"

Xu Qingyang made a mistake, and the man caught the flaw and hit him hard in the chest.

He flew out with a groan and fell to the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"Mr. Xu!" He Nian called compassionately.

"Haha, is there anyone else who wants to go against my Yuwen family?"

Yu Wenzhao stood with his hands behind his back and glanced at everyone.

All the monks looked pale and felt anxious in their hearts.

They were just recruited by the Medical Immortal Pavilion and had no intention of going against the Yuwen family.

What's more, they can't defeat this group of people at all.

"How to do?"

Everyone looked at each other, feeling panicked.

"Retreat first, the people of the Yuwen clan cannot be offended."

"Okay, it's better to leave first."

"Walk!!!"

After everyone discussed it, they all used their skills to escape.

At this time, only He Nianci and her maid were left in the field, as well as Xu Qingyang, who had passed out.

"Yu Wenzhao, don't go too far!"

He Nianci scolded angrily, her pretty face turned red.

Yu Wenzhao's expression was joking and full of contempt: "Who do you think you are? A mortal woman, so what if I bully you?"

He Nianci picked up Xu Qingyang's sword, held it tightly with both hands, and pointed the sword tip directly at Yu Wenzhao, her delicate body trembling slightly.

"I fought with you!"

Yu Wenzhao sneered and shook his head.

Then he flipped his right hand, and a stream of spiritual power shot towards He Nianci.

"what--"

He Nianci screamed and flew backwards. His body hit an ancient tree and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Miss!!!" the maid screamed miserably.

But Yu Wenzhao didn't even bother to take another look.

"Ordinary people do not overestimate their own abilities."