"Are you so captivated by my manly spirit that you're reluctant to step down?"
Jin Wudao said with a smile, exuding an incredibly potent true qi pressure as he advanced step by step towards Lan Xueyi.
"How about it, am I a thousand times stronger and ten thousand times more imposing than your useless husband? Come on, throw yourself into my embrace, and I'll let you experience what it's like to be a real woman, hahaha!"
Jin Wudao laughed wantonly.
Below the combat stage, the Jin family members were also cheering wildly.
The entire Lan family was filled with extreme anger. The veins on both sides of Lan Junjie's temples bulged, and his eyes seemed about to pop out.
Many spectators also felt disgusted by Jin Wudao's behavior. Especially the young powerhouses who admired Lan Xueyi; they were all indignant but helpless.
Seeing Jin Wudao closing in within five steps of Lan Xueyi.
"I won't allow you to insult my husband!"
Lan Xueyi bit her red lips tightly and roared in anger.
A dazzling, ethereal blue sword light erupted from the Blue Snow Sword, its nine golden artifact patterns lighting up one by one. An unparalleled sharp aura flowed freely. Lan Xueyi held the sword with both hands and resolutely thrust it towards Jin Wudao.
"It's the Lan family's Yellow-grade low-tier martial skill, Shattered Jade Style!"
"This is a desperate killing move meant for mutual destruction! Succeed or perish!"
The entire venue was startled. Many knowledgeable powerhouses from Jiangnan City exclaimed in surprise.
Everyone was shocked by Lan Xueyi's resolute and heroic demeanor.
Truly a remarkable woman who proved no less capable than men.
On the Lan family's side, Li Huimei covered her mouth in fear.
Lan Tianxiong's eyes widened, and he abruptly stood up. Han Qing, whose arm had been broken by Jin Wudao earlier, now showed a look of despair.
The calmness in Ling Fan's eyes was shattered, replaced by an unprecedented bright radiance, sharp as a sword!
This foolish woman!
Ling Fan had never imagined that Lan Xueyi would risk her life to defend him!
At that moment, the heart of Ling Fan, once a supreme being standing at the pinnacle of the boundless starry sea, which had been like ancient ice, was quietly melted by a sliver.
All of this happened in the blink of an eye.
This sword seemed to have drained Lan Xueyi's remaining true qi, transforming it into an incredibly brilliant sword beam. The distance of five steps was too short; it arrived almost instantly.
Jin Wudao's eyelids twitched violently!
He had originally intended to use such words to enrage Lan Xueyi and disrupt her state of mind.
He never expected Lan Xueyi to be so calm, instead unleashing such a terrifying, fatal sword strike!
If it were a genius in the late Qi Refining realm, they would likely be dead.
Jin Wudao gritted his teeth, anger flashing in his eyes.
This hateful woman actually wanted to drag him to his death!
Did he deserve to be fought to the death just for insulting that useless Ling Fan a few times?
Jin Wudao's anger intensified.
Heavy claw shadows descended, like countless demonic hands reaching out from the darkness.
The Cloud Dream City's Yellow-grade mid-tier martial skill, Black Demon Claw!
Bang!
The two powerful forces collided fiercely.
The Blue Snow Sword, forged by Ling Fan for Lan Xueyi, finally revealed its might as a nine-patterned spirit weapon. Coupled with the formidable attack power of Shattered Jade Style, it managed to pierce a tiny passage through the dense claw shadows.
Puchi!
The Blue Snow Sword fiercely plunged into Jin Wudao's shoulder.
Had Jin Wudao not dodged half a step, this sword would have torn through his heart.
Lan Xueyi's face showed regret.
What a pity, this sword couldn't kill him...
That sword had already exhausted her strength. If she couldn't kill the enemy, she would only be at their mercy.
Jin Wudao was furious!
He was a dignified peak Qi Refining realm cultivator, possessing a powerful Yellow-grade mid-tier martial skill bestowed by Cloud Dream City, and Yellow-grade spirit weapon gloves, yet he was still wounded by Lan Xueyi.
"You damned whore!"
The remaining claw shadows ruthlessly struck Lan Xueyi's body.
Amidst gasps of cold air, blood splattered from Lan Xueyi's body. She, like a falling, tragically beautiful red petal, was sent flying backward in defeat.
Just as Lan Xueyi was about to crash heavily onto the ground, a figure had already caught her in his arms.
She struggled to look up, and what met her eyes was Ling Fan's delicate face.
However, Ling Fan's face now lacked the usual calm demeanor, as if Mount Tai were collapsing before him. For the first time, he displayed emotions of concern and affection.
"Why are you so foolish!"
Ling Fan said softly.
"I... I thought you only had that one calm expression."
Lan Xueyi coughed up blood and said with a slight pout.
With a hint of complaint.
"Your meridians..."
Ling Fan suddenly sensed something was wrong. As he held Lan Xueyi's body, he discovered that all of Lan Xueyi's meridians had been shattered by Jin Wudao's claw strike...
"It's... it's nothing. If they're broken, they're broken. This... this way, I can honestly be a pair of useless husband and wife with you. It's not bad either."
Lan Xueyi forced a smile instead.
Ling Fan hugged Lan Xueyi tightly.
At the same time, his gaze, like two terrifying beams of light, fell upon Jin Wudao on the combat stage.
How dare you injure my wife!
You are dead!
Jin Wudao.
"Sister, how are you!"
Lan Junjie was only slightly slower than Ling Fan. When he saw his sister covered in blood, an earth-shattering killing intent erupted from him.
"Jin Wudao! You son of a bitch, I'll chop you into mincemeat!"
Lan Junjie's rage burned like fire, and he leaped onto the combat stage without hesitation.
"Come on, I'll fight you. Hurry up and die!"
"Hmph, your sister was no match, and you're even less so!" Jin Wudao said with a cold snort, clutching his shoulder.
At this moment, Jin Dazhi, the patriarch of the Jin family, also jumped up, shielding Jin Wudao behind him.
"My son is injured and must be treated first. He cannot continue the fight now!"
"Very well, I will wait for you to finish your treatment!"
Lan Junjie stood on the combat stage, holding his long sword like a straight spear.
The crowd began to anticipate.
The atmosphere was thick with tension.
They could all foresee how fierce the upcoming battle would be.
Just then.
A voice that surprised everyone rang out.
"Jun Jie, step aside."
"Let me kill him!"
Ling Fan gently placed Lan Xueyi into the arms of her mother, Li Huimei, and then walked step by step onto the combat stage.
Everyone who witnessed this scene was stunned, as if struck by lightning.
What's going on!
Ling Fan, the universally acknowledged cripple who had abandoned martial arts, was actually going to fight Jin Wudao? Was he seeking his own death?
Jin Wudao was a supreme genius at the peak of the Qi Refining realm.
A single little finger could crush a hundred, a thousand Ling Fans.
On what basis could he fight Jin Wudao?
Was it just out of sheer anger?
If he wanted to die, this wasn't the way!
"Don't go!"
Lan Xueyi said urgently. She wanted to grab Ling Fan, but her whole body was in excruciating pain and weak. Her hand fell powerlessly halfway before reaching him.