The thousand-fold power transmission, all the disciples ascended

His voice was trembling as he spoke, easily betraying his fear.

Su Ming remained unmoved and continued to move his hands.

Hua Wuque saw that the other party didn't care about what he said, and his expression gradually turned ferocious.

"I have released all your disciples, what else do you want?"

"Teaching martial arts has been contrary to the laws of heaven since ancient times. You won't get much benefit from passing everything on to me. Why don't you withdraw now and save your life!"

Since being soft is not enough, he will be hard!

Unexpectedly, as soon as he blurted out these words, Su Ming intensified, and the transmission speed of spiritual power continued to increase, giving him no chance to breathe.

Hua Wuque could clearly feel the blood all over his body, which was on the verge of explosion. If Su Ming continued for less than half a cup of tea, he might not be able to bear this physical body, and all the muscles and veins in his body would be severed and die.

Nangong Min soon noticed Hua Wuque's abnormality. Beads of sweat covered his forehead, and the veins all over his body emerged at the same time. Even his body's veins were all engraved on Hua Wuque's skin.

Jiang Shenyu stared at Su Ming, wishing he could have his own eyes on him, and asked in surprise.

"Master Su, does the situation look bad?"

"You are not very good. If you can't speak, just shut up. Don't harm the morale of the army here!"

Xiao Yunyi was least happy to hear these words. Every time his master taught them skills, he always looked like he was hollowed out.

He was just a little strange. The Hua Wuque in front of him had nothing to do with him at all. Why was he teaching him skills for no reason?

Jiang Shenyu was scolded and swallowed all the words in his stomach, and did not dare to say them out casually again.

I could only stare at his big confused eyes and look at the situation.

Su Ming frowned and his eyes fell on Hua Wuque.

He just gave this guy Chuangong Shenghuang Pills just to make his body reach the critical point and then destroy himself!

But he never expected that after spending so much effort, his body was almost hollowed out, and Hua Wuque would be fine at all.

He suppressed the surprise in his heart and continued the movements of his hands secretly.

Don't overturn the car!

He had been carefully planning for so long, and finally found such an opportunity to turn around.

But Hua Wuque kept mumbling in his ears. He wanted to shout to shut up, but found that he didn't even have the strength to speak.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Ling Zhiyu was the first to bear the brunt, took steps forward, and continuously instilled her spiritual power into Su Ming.

The other disciples of the Emperor Immortal Sect were also busy and continued.

Nangong Min sensed that the situation was not good and hurriedly tried to stop them, but found that his efforts were in vain.

The moment these people transferred their skills, they were absorbed inside the protective layer.

Now the skills of a group of people are passed down to Hua Wuque!

Hua Wuque's pupils trembled and he stared at the group of people who had just walked in. He could clearly feel the approach of death!

"You...you...are simply despicable!"

He struggled for a long time, looking for many adjectives, and felt that these two words best fit the group of people in front of him.

It was rare for Xiao Yunyi to see Hua Wuque being defeated, so how could he let go of such an opportunity.

"Despicable, what despicable? Who could be as despicable as you? You created such a formation and trapped everyone inside. I didn't expect that in the end, you were just digging your own grave!"

This laughter hit Hua Wuque's pain point, making the corners of his mouth twitch.

Hua Wuque vaguely felt that his body had reached the critical point, his meridians were expanding inch by inch, and pain was densely transmitted from his limbs to his nerves.

He could clearly sense that if he had one more second, he would explode and die.

His crazy desire to survive suddenly triggered his last chance!

"ah……"

He tried his best and slapped his Dantian directly.

The pain disappeared instantly, and the spiritual energy that had just been accumulated was pushed away like a ball that had been relieved of its strength.

A steady stream of spiritual power filled the entire formation. For some reason, the sect disciples who had fainted absorbed their original spiritual power one by one.

The fainted disciples woke up one after another, and the first to stand up were Jin Xingchen and Ye Zhixue of the Seven Star Sect.

Their faces were filled with anger to varying degrees, and their eyes fell on Nangong Min, their eyes full of murderous intent.

Jin Xingchen picked up the sword on the ground, pointed the blade directly at Zheng Qi, and asked coldly.

"Who are you? It can't be our Junior Brother Zheng Qi!"

Zheng Qi looked at the current situation and realized that it was not good for him. He calmed down his expression and looked innocent.

"Brother, what are you talking about? I have always been Zheng Qi, how could it be anyone else!"

"Don't lie to us here. It was definitely you who caused us to faint just now. I don't know who you are. If we don't return our Junior Brother Zheng Qi today, we will never leave here alive!"

Not to be outdone, Ye Zhixue raised the long sword in her hand and faced him.

Facing the two people's squeeze, Nangong Min, no matter how powerful he was, couldn't bear it anymore. He hurriedly moved his body and hid towards Hua Wuque.

But Hua Wuque's side was in a mess.

He took the initiative to explode his Dantian. Although he avoided the fate of exploding and dying, all his cultivation was suppressed and dispersed in the formation.

Hua Wuque was furious, staring at Su Ming who was lying on the ground, unable to move, with cold eyes, full of murderous intent.

"Since you don't leave me a way to survive, then I don't need to be merciful to you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he had the last bit of strength to blast Su Ming away from the ground.

Su Ming's weak body pressed against the ground, stretched a long way, and hit the barrier of the formation directly, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth!

The Emperor Immortal Sect panicked for no reason and stood forward in unison, blocking the distance between Hua Wuque and their master.

"As long as I'm here, you can't touch a hair of my master!"

Ling Zhiyu's stubborn face showed determination.

Xiao Yunyi and others also echoed from behind!

"That's right, as long as we are here, you can't touch a hair of my master!"

When Hua Wuque saw these clowns, the smile on his face grew stronger. His cold eyes hurriedly passed over Ling Zhiyu's body. Almost instantly, a majestic spiritual power burst out from his hands.

The spiritual power spun in mid-air, directly clamped down on Ling Zhiyu's neck, and lifted her up.

"I thought that with your master, you would be able to keep your life and not have to sacrifice for the formation, but I never expected that your master would bring trouble on his own and all my efforts would be in vain. Even so, if you are the first one to blame, you can only blame your master!"