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Seeing this, her heart ached, and in the end, she couldn't help but shed a line of clear tears. The meandering tears slowly flowed down her blood-covered face, and it was not that she did not understand this man's intentions, no matter how slow she felt in her feelings, the other party would not be ignorant of it even if they had done it for her.

Hugging Dong Fang Zhirong's warm body in his arms, Yun Weiyang bent down and whispered into his ear: "Zhirong, I won't let you die, you go to sleep first." As she spoke, she gently placed Dongfang Zi Hui on the ground, moving gently and carefully as if the other person was just sleeping.

That scarlet red color was even more eye-catching than when he fought against the Eight-Serpent Monster, and the temperature in the air was gradually cooling down. The originally sultry forest was now filled with a chilly wind, and the lush leaves were rustling under the wind, as if babies were playing in the forest. However, to the ninja, this type of rustling sound was even more terrifying, as if the god of death was holding a sickle and slashing against their necks.

The forest was very quiet, so quiet that even the sound of falling leaves could be heard. Yun Weiyang walked over slowly with her sword in her hands, her blood-red eyes were like a dead sea without any life, but they could not hide the monstrous killing intent that was spewing out from within, the gloomy aura that her body emitted was like an angry dragon enveloping the entire forest, the ninja felt a chill, this coldness was not from their bodies, it was as though a cold wind had blown across their hearts, causing them to feel as though their hands and feet were frozen, unable to breathe, and unable to move.

Yun Weiyang slowly walked to the front of the ninjas, and it was only now that the ninjas noticed that a large pool of blood was left where she was sitting a moment ago.

With every step she took, the blood on her body flowed downwards. When she walked five meters away, the blood on the ground drew a red line.

People could not figure out what Yun Weiyang was relying on to be able to walk at this time.

"Yun Weiyang, it's over, everything is over." The leader stood still, and said faintly as he looked at Yun Weiyang who was slowly walking towards him.

"End?" Yun Weiyang raised her head, her blood-red eyes quietly staring at the person in front of her, not caring about the blood that was flowing from her body, and coldly said: "Let me tell you, everything is not over yet."

"Humph!" The leader coldly snorted. His subordinates made a gesture and said in a deep voice, "Kill her."

Hearing this, Yun Weiyang swept her gaze coldly at the ninja who was leaping towards her. Seeing this, the other ninjas shuddered, and did not dare to take another step forward. That's right, they were afraid.

The current Yun Weiyang was like a wild beast on the verge of death, fighting with all its might. This kind of feeling made them feel scared and overwhelmed.

The leader's eyes narrowed as he said unhappily, "What are you all hesitating for? If you kill her, don't blame me for being impolite if anyone is afraid."

With the order from the general, no matter how unwilling the subordinate was, he had no choice but to obey. Perhaps out of fear to the extreme, one of the Ninjas couldn't suppress the fear in his heart, and rushed towards Yun Weiyang with his blade raised.

Yun Weiyang's eyes narrowed, a black mist of azure-black light slowly appeared in her hands. Following her movements, the dance became more and more dense, to the point that even the birds and insects in the forest became intimidated upon hearing it, and they all started to run back and forth in the forest with their tails tucked between their legs.

Before the Ninja that was at the forefront of the charge could even reach Yun Weiyang, he was sent flying by an invisible wall of air. His body was sent flying ten meters away before heavily crashing into a tree.

"Aiya!" The leader could clearly see what kind of move Yun Weiyang was using, and before his own people could even get close, they were already taken care of by her.

Everyone watched dumbstruck as Yun Weiyang's body was gradually enveloped by the black fog, especially when she saw her companion die before even getting close to the other party, they were so scared that they stood where they were, not daring to move.

The leader had experienced a huge storm before, and just by looking at Yun Weiyang's unusual appearance, he knew that the situation was bad. His heart tensed up, and with a wave of his hand, he shouted: "Retreat!" With that, his body shook and he quickly tried to escape.

At this point, amidst the black mist, Yun Weiyang suddenly opened her blood-red eyes that were emitting a wild beast's aura, and with a wave of her hand, a black mist covered the leader's body.

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After a while, the leader's voice became hoarser and hoarser. His whole body was curled up on the ground, trembling non-stop. He was gradually losing his breath.

When their subordinates saw the leader's appearance in the black fog, they couldn't help but vomit as they held onto the trunk of the tree. The leader's skin was a mass of black and blue, and his internal organs were all on the ground, while small red insects were crawling out of his body, moving up and down his nose and eyes.

The Ninjas vomited their bile, feeling a strong bitterness in their empty lungs. They regretted it, they should not have provoked the demonic Yun Weiyang.

In the forest, the smell of blood, mud, and filthy vomit floated in the air. Yun Weiyang's blood-red eyes did not reveal any emotion as she looked at the ninjas who were still vomiting, and she said coldly: "Now, it's your turn."

"I don't want it, I don't want it!" The ninjas who were already extremely terrified could no longer bear it any longer after seeing their leader dying such a terrifying death. Their taut nerves abruptly broke.

The ten Ninjas glanced at each other before raising their blades and swiping them across their necks. Ten blood arrows sprayed from their necks, creating a beautiful bloody mist. They would rather die in their own hands than suffer such inhuman treatment.

Withdrawing away from the danger, Yun Weiyang retracted the black mist that had filled her palm, and fell to the ground unsteadily, with a mouthful of fresh blood spewing out of her mouth. Due to the excessive blood loss and the use of her spirit energy, her body was unable to withstand such a heavy burden.

Yun Weiyang slowly crawled over to Dongfang Zichao's side. With every step she took, blood would quickly soak the ground, and as she walked over, it was as if she was walking on a road paved with blood. Under the warm glow of the setting sun, the ground was suffused with a red light.

Due to the loss of blood, an illusion appeared in her mind. However, in her heart, there was a thought that supported her, and that was that she could not let Dongfang Zichao die.

He only felt a burning pain in his chest, and placed his hand on Dong Fang Zhirong's chest. A multicolored light surrounded Dong Fang Zhirong's body, and in the midst of it, Dong Fang Zhirong's complexion gradually turned red, and the fatal wound also recovered completely.

Retracting his spirit energy, Yun Weiyang could not hold on any longer and fell to the ground. There was only this much she could do for Dongfang Zi, although she could not completely recover him, but at the very least she could preserve his life.

Right at this moment, the sound of many footsteps came from afar. Yun Weiyang opened her eyes to look at the people who came, and her instincts told her that these people did not come with good intentions.

"Tsk tsk, Yun Weiyang, I didn't think that you would have such a day." Seeing how Yun Weiyang was about to lose her soul to the Ninth Heaven, the person's tone revealed a tinge of excitement.

Yun Weiyang raised her eyelids, and said in disdain: "No matter what, I'm still much stronger than a piece of trash like you."

"You ?" When he saw Yun Weiyang sprawled on the ground in a sorry state, he laughed out loud: "Yun Weiyang, I'm telling you, no matter how much you anger me, it's useless. Today will be the day of your death."

"Is that so?" Yun Weiyang laughed: "Since that is the case, why are you still not making your move, Huangfu Zhuo."

Huangfu Zhuo looked at Yun Weiyang's calm and unperturbed appearance, and thought to himself: What kind of trick is this woman playing? Could it be that she still has some tricks up her sleeve? Thinking about that, he looked at Yun Weiyang twice, and laughed to himself: "I am getting more and more timid. If Yun Weiyang had some tricks up his sleeves, he wouldn't have allowed me to become like this."

Just by looking at Huangfu Zhuo's cautious appearance, Yun Weiyang knew what he was planning to do, and sneered: "Huangfu Zhuo, with your appearance, you will never be able to make the big picture." After saying that, he used his sword to support himself from the ground and stood up slowly. Fresh blood flowed rapidly from the wound, and Yun Weiyang's face became even more pale.

As if someone stepped on his tail, Huangfu Zhuo's face instantly turned red. He made a hand gesture to the subordinate behind him and said in a deep voice, "Yun Weiyang, today I'll let you have a taste of being pierced by ten thousand arrows." Finished speaking, he retreated to the back of the group to prevent Yun Weiyang from launching a sneak attack.

Actually, Huangfu Zhuo was overthinking things. The current Yun Weiyang was already extremely exhausted just standing there, and all of the spirit energy in her body had already been used to heal Dongfang Zi. There was no longer any so-called backup.

"Release the arrows." Huangfu Zhuo, who was standing behind, commanded.

Seeing the rain of arrows shooting at her, the corners of Yun Weiyang's mouth raised in a curve, she slowly closed her eyes, no matter what, she had at least saved Dongfang Zi's life.

"What's going on?" Huangfu Zhuo, who was standing behind, asked in disbelief as he saw the sky full of arrows stop moving when they approached Yun Weiyang.

"That's it." Just at this moment, a clear and cold voice came from far away in the horizon. Then, the arrows all turned around to look for Huangfu Zhuo and the others.

Ah!" Miserable screams instantly arose. The people that Huangfu Zhuo brought along all fell to the ground as they couldn't dodge in time.

Immediately after, Yun Weiyang felt a gust of cool breeze blow past her, opening her incredibly heavy eyelids, she weakly pulled at the corner of her mouth, and said: "I thought I was dead for sure." With a sigh of relief in his heart, the hand holding the sword weakened, and his body could no longer support itself as it slid to the ground.

Not waiting for Yun Weiyang to land on the ground, Feng Xue Han carried Yun Weiyang in his embrace first. Looking at the person in his embrace who was covered in blood, his usually cold and calm eyes were quickly swallowed by pain. In his palms, he could feel Yun Weiyang's still flowing blood.

Under the pincer attack of self-blame and pain, the usually emotionless Feng Xue Han couldn't help but shiver uncontrollably. The wails coming from her body alarmed the onlookers.