Ye Wuque faced the desperate attack from heaven and earth. On top of my head, Xu Qinglian's willow sword locked my eyebrows like a sharp bird's beak, only three meters away from Ye Wuque. She wanted to pierce my head without even blinking her eyes. But Ye Wuque had no time to avoid it now. The evil monk's fists came from the front, like a tiger rushing towards him. Ye Wuque had to raise all his strength to fight against him with his palms, so he barely held his attack. Although he had been slow for a lifetime, he had no room to avoid the Liu Jian in the sky. The evil monk smiled evilly and looked at Ye Wuque fiercely with his bloodthirsty eyes.

My companions rushed towards Ye Wuque from all directions, but judging from their distance and speed, they could not help Ye Wuque at all. The only thing they could help me was Mo. Ye Wuque's only hope, Mo, was still dreaming like a fool.

In this situation, Ye Wuque was bound to die.

But because of that strange "instinct", when Xu Qinglian's Liu Jian was about to stab my eyebrows, Ye Wuque felt a force pressing on the back of my head, pressing my head down. Liu Jian stabbed me through the top of my head. During the process of bowing, Ye Wuque saw that eighteen silver needles had been inserted at some point in the important joints of the evil monk's body. The needles of these silver needles were painted with green poison. Ye Wuque recognized that poison, which was the exclusive secret recipe developed by Mo himself, used to paralyze the local nervous system of the limbs and cause the poisoning part to occur within a certain period of time.

It cannot be connected to the human brain and cannot move. The pressure on me by the evil monk instantly reduced by half. Ye Wuque tried his best to jump away, and his body was horizontally in the air while looking back. Ye Wuque clearly saw that Mo was still in the fantasy of pretending to die set by Xu Qinglian, and his eyes were still dull. But before his head gave a definite order, when Ye Wuque confronted the evil monk, he issued eighteen silver needles, which were likely all the silver needles on his body, and he pressed my head deeply, saving Ye Wuque, whose life was hanging by a thread.

Xu Qinglian's sword, because the attack was too fast and fierce, had no time to change the track, so he could only stab down the arc, and was in a hurry. Even Xu Qinglian himself did not realize it, Liu Jian passed through the original position of Ye Wuque's head and inserted straight into Mo's right chest with a dull look in his eyes.

With a "pop" sound, Ye Wuque fell to the ground and vomited a mouthful of blood. Ye Wuque knew that my internal organs must have been severely damaged at this time. Although the evil monk's full force fists were blocked by Ye Wuque with his palms, his internal strength had completely poured into my internal organs. If Ye Wuque's body was not quite strong compared to Zi Ri and Mo, he would have been scattered.

Mo Ye immediately woke up because he was hit by Xu Qinglian's sword. He quickly retreated, pulled his body off Xu Qinglian's willow sword, and dyed the silver light sword red. Ye Wuque was shocked to see.

Because the evil monk was caught in the eighteen silver needles of ink, he was temporarily unable to move. He was escorted by Cuba Alu, Tian Zhen and Mo Shi who rushed over quickly. Zi Ri and Lin Tianyu looked at each other, then each held their own hearing and went forward to work together to deal with Xu Qinglian.

Fortunately, Xu Qinglian is not as perverted as the evil monk. She seems to be very good at light skills. Although her swordsmanship is at the top, she is definitely not invincible. And her trance-making ability, of course, she understood from the first reaction when everyone saw us and had early prevention. At this time, the three of them flew up and down everywhere, which seemed much more acceptable than the eight of us who fought against the evil monk before.

Xiao Zuo was watching Mo's injuries at this time. What was most heartbreaking for Mo was not a sword mark on his chest, but all the eighteen silver needles on his body were used up, and they were all without his knowledge. This inexplicable loss of bankruptcy made Mo difficult to accept and heartbroken. In contrast, a sword on his chest was a minor injury.

Ye Wuque is now extremely grateful to the instructor for teaching us the "instinct". He also deeply realized the importance of this "instinct". Ye Wuque could even foresee that if Mo had not acted according to "instinct" at that time, what would have been waiting for us would be a devastating situation. Ye Wuque would die on the spot. Mo died next, without our two rings, and even if the remaining people already knew that Xu Qinglian had the skill to confuse people, they would not be able to deal with the evil monk and Xu Qinglian at the same time in the absence of a few people. Even if they were lucky enough to win without Ye Wuque, they would not know the route, and sooner or later they would still alarm the last five hundred elite soldiers.

If Mo did not act according to his 'instinct', the final result was nothing more than the level set by the instructor: "We are all going to die."

Xiao Zuo helped Mo walk to Ye Wuque and asked, "How are you?"

Ye Wuque said: "I'm okay, I can hold on."

But in fact, Ye Wuque's internal organs were so painful that he could not exert force at all, so that Ye Wuque had been lying on the ground and couldn't stand up at all."

Mo looked at Ye Wuque, his eyes full of reluctance to be the eighteen silver needles in his entire body. He took out a small bottle of medicine from his arms and said angrily: "I took it."

Ye Wuque looked at the medicine bottle and knew that it was the holy medicine he had done to cure internal injuries. Ye Wuque smiled and grabbed it with one hand and poured it into his mouth, his movements were simply and quickly.

Mo said disdainfully: "Look, look at you, you seem to be afraid that I will take the medicine back."

After saying that, Mo sat on the ground in frustration. He didn't care about the fight between Lin Tianyu and Ziri and Xu Qinglian, and said decadently: "Hey, why did I really use all the eighteen 'small silver needles'?! Just to save your life?! That's what I use to make a living in Miaojiang in the future!"

Ye Wuque smiled and said, "Hey, it's okay, are you just a few needles? Just do it again after you're gone, it's like losing your wife."

Mo suddenly felt emotional and shouted at Ye Wuque: "What do you know? Those needles are my wife, no! They are my life roots, for you! I even have the life roots! Do you think these "smallopsis silver needles" are so easy to do? They are harder than your life roots!"

Speeched for a moment.

Ye Wuque looked under Ye Wuque, and he looked under him. For a moment, both of us were embarrassed and looked up. Then, after a moment of embarrassing experience of "lifeline", the three of us laughed out loud.

Ye Wuque watched Lin Tianyu and the others flying around in battle. The facts proved that women's talent in combat was indeed not as good as men. Although the attacks of Lin Tianyu and Zi Ri were still avoided by Xu Qinglian's superb light skills, after a stalemate, Xu Qinglian was already in a weak state, and it was only a matter of time before defeat.

But at this moment, when I was about to win, some uneasy feeling faintly arose in my heart.

Ye Wuque looked at the two people beside Ye Wuque and suddenly asked: "If we all died here, would you blame me?"

The palace in the late night was so quiet that it was terrifying. There was always only the sound of Lin Tianyu and Ziri and Xu Qinglian entanglement. No one deliberately caused a commotion. But the inevitable sound was still clear. The sound was not loud, but it could definitely be heard by the masters.

To be honest, from the moment we climbed over the wall, the entire escape plan was postponed because of the extra strongness of the evil monk. We had to go from the active side to the passive side. We were relatively handed over the initiative to escape. In fact, the evil monk could use very easy methods to stop us from early in the morning, such as yelling and attracting foreign aid.

Everyone knows that in this palace like a deep palace, in addition to the five major instructors we know and the evil monk Xu Qinglian of the archer, there are many masters. This can be seen from the various opponents we have encountered since we were young. Of course, this is related to Wang Yu himself being the king and secretly recruiting soldiers and horses. In the past, when Ye Wuque used his soul to detect the escape path, he found at least four masters in his nearby residence. But strangely, while we were trying our best to escape, the masters hiding in the palace were not responding at all? This alone was already very abnormal.

Even the patrol soldiers who occasionally pass by have not been here for a long time. It is like... it is like someone has ordered others not to disturb them. And the person who ordered them to take charge has this absolute status in the palace, at least, it must be higher than five instructors and evil monks.

This thought came to life, and Ye Wuque's whole body's pores were extremely enlarged, and a fear that had never been seen spread throughout my body.

Ye Wuque's five internal organs were damaged and his body could no longer fight at high intensity, but Ye Wuque's consciousness became extremely clear. In the current strange and quiet environment, Ye Wuque always felt that in the invisible darkness around, there were several places standing silently, watching our escape.

Ye Wuque finally realized that no matter how much time Ye Wuque spent to detect the path of escape, or how powerful the helper Ye Wuque was, we could not escape from the royal palace by ourselves. Our brothers who had done experiments before clearly confirmed the instructor's words countless times at this moment: "We will never be able to escape from here."

Ye Wuque suddenly felt extremely frustrated. Ye Wuque thought that we might die in the end of the escape, and those who were hiding in the dark would still take action sooner or later. As for why we waited for so long, we might just want to enjoy a good show before taking action to save their boring days as monotonous as us.

Ye Wuque looked helplessly at Lin Tianyu and Zi Ri were still fighting with Xu Qinglian for escape. Although they occupied the absolute top, no matter how good Xu Qinglian's body skills were, it was hard to fight against two, but my heart was just filled with despair. Ye Wuque looked at Mo and Xiaozuo, who were as silent as Ye Wuque, but his eyes were flashing with excitement, and asked: "If we all die here, would you blame me?"

They all looked at Ye Wuque in surprise. Then both of them were a little stunned. Ye Wuque knew in his heart that they were both powerful men from the inner three rings, so how could they not see the situation clearly? How could they not understand the inference?”

But Xiao Zuo still didn't give up. He said excitedly: "Brother, how could it be? How could we die here? Look, Brother Tianyu and the others are about to defeat Xu Qinglian, and the evil monk was also caught by Mo's eighteen silver needles because of his care. He couldn't move his whole body. We won immediately and left here immediately! Brother, didn't you say that? As long as we pass this level, it is equivalent to escaping from the royal palace. As long as we pay a little attention to the five hundred elite soldiers behind, they will not alarm them at all.

Xiao Zuo was very anxious. He frantically sent Ye Wuque the hope that he could escape, as if we just need to convince Ye Wuque, we can still implement the escape plan normally. We just need to convince Ye Wuque, we are a group of normal people who are about to break away from the bondage and regain freedom.

Ye Wuque said silently: "Don't you think it's a bit too quiet around you? We fought for so long, and Xu Qinglian and the others flew around in the sky for so long. Didn't anyone really notice us? And the patrol soldiers in the royal palace uninterrupted? Don't you think it's a bit too long since the last patrol soldiers appeared?"
Chapter completed!