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Chapter 478: Explosion (3)

Chapter 478: Chapter 478: Explosion (3)

In that corner, a long-haired girl in a white trench coat lay quietly on the ground. Her clothes were covered with dust and bloodstains. The girl’s eyebrows were tightly knitted, her eyes shut tightly, and her complexion was deathly pale, the weak heaving of her chest revealing her faint breathing.

Seeing the unconscious An Yiqing, a glint of triumph flashed in the eyes of the man in black. He glanced at his companion, who was already breathless, and once again circulated his Inner Breath, his body darting forward and his Iron Fist savagely aimed at the head of An Yiqing on the ground!

The twelve members of the An Zhifengs, who were entangled by the Canglang Sect’s cohorts, looked at the scene with eyes ready to burst from fury, the blood vessels in their eyes exploding with redness. They threw off the man in black clinging to them with all their might and rushed towards An Yiqing!

However, could their speed match that of one at the Peak of Innate Realm? They hadn’t even made it halfway when the fist of the black-clothed leader was about to land on An Yiqing’s head!

"Miss!——"

The twelve men cried out in agony, their voices hysterical and heart-wrenching!

No, it couldn’t be! The goddess in their hearts couldn’t just leave like this! They wouldn’t allow it!

But in the face of true power, everything else is insignificant. The An Zhifengs could only watch helplessly as the black-clothed man’s fist struck the girl’s head!

No!——

The man in black’s eyes were filled with malevolence, his face bearing a triumphant smile. Killing An Yiqing would shoot him to the top within the Canglang Sect!

Thinking of the future riches and glories, his descending fist became even more ferocious; if it hit An Yiqing’s head, her brain would surely burst!

However, in that critical moment, the An Yiqing who had been lying on the ground with her eyes closed suddenly opened them, her ice-cold stare startling the black-clothed man and stopping his fist in its tracks!

At that moment, An Yiqing struck swiftly, pushing dozens of Silver Needles hidden between her fingers into the black-clothed man’s head!

In an instant, blood splattered everywhere! The black-clothed man’s wails of agony pierced the sky, his voice filled with intense pain!

Struggling to stand with all her might, An Yiqing landed a fierce punch right in the temple of the black-clothed man!

Thud!

A muffled sound echoed as the man fell to the ground, lifeless!

Seeing that An Yiqing was unharmed, the men of An Zhifeng were overjoyed. Their movements against the cohorts of the Canglang Sect became even more ruthless.

Unlike the two black-clothed leaders, these Ancient Martial Artists might not be highly skilled, but their tenacity lay in their insensitivity to pain and fatigue. Even with an arm or leg broken, they continued to pounce on the twelve men like ferocious wolves!

Upon seeing this, An Yiqing, despite her weakened body, quickly dashed over to help An Zhifeng and the others deal with the remaining dozen or so cohorts of the Canglang Sect.

Meanwhile, as everyone was engaged in a fierce battle, a woman who had been forgotten slipped stealthily behind a few round iron barrels.

At that moment, the twelve men of An Zhifeng had all sustained severe internal injuries. An Zhiyun and An Zhibing, being slightly weaker, were at the end of their strength, but they still clung desperately to several black-clothed men, using up their last bit of energy to fight until the end!

Just as An Yiqing and the others reduced the Canglang Sect’s forces to a handful, a sharp laugh rang out in the workshop, like a thunderclap that made An Yiqing’s heart tighten!

Damn it! She had overlooked Xiao Shulan!

A cornered dog will leap over a wall; a cornered rabbit will bite. Xiao Shulan had put everything on the line for this big play, prepared to die together if not successful!

An Yiqing knocked down the last black-clothed man, turned around, and looked coldly at Xiao Shulan standing beside the iron barrels. In her hand, she held a lighter!