The yandere senior sister pretended to be stupid to trick me, it made me feel numb!

Chapter 827 Breaking Through 4 Extremes in One Step

"Kill...kill me?"

Cang Lian was stunned for a moment, thinking he was hallucinating, but this bug's posture was obviously not fake. "Are you out of your mind! I was originally planning to wait until we got out of the ruins before I pinned you down and killed you."

"But since you're so eager to die, then stay here forever."

After saying that, he shifted his gaze from Zhao Mu to Yan Lan, and said with a mocking smile, "Little wench from the Amorous Sword Sect, you don't actually think you can challenge me just because you've broken through to the Fourth Extreme Realm, do you? Hmph~"

He snorted coldly, and his aura instantly dissipated.

"Four... he's also at the Fourth Extreme Realm, this..."

"This Cang Lian has also broken through."

"Damn it, we've lost our advantage again."

"Not only do they lack an advantage, they are even at a disadvantage. Zhao Mu hasn't even successfully broken through to the Fourth Extreme Realm yet!"

"Indeed, Little Sword King will definitely be held back by Cang Lian, while our side has four Four Extreme Realm experts against the other side's six Four Extreme Realm experts, and they are all from the Cang family. Our chances of winning are probably very slim."

"Why don't we just leave? A gentleman takes his revenge even after ten years."

"Little Sword King, Fellow Daoist Zhao, how about we let them go for now?"

"Yes, let's talk about it after we leave the ruins."

"..."

Everyone spoke up, because they felt that there was absolutely no hope of winning, and they might all end up buried here. Zhao Mu was being a bit too confident.

However, Zhao Mu ignored this and continued pacing and gathering his strength.

Yanlan showed no sign of backing down, and simply asked casually, "Brother Zhao, how long will it take?"

"At most 15 minutes."

"it is good!"

Without saying a word, Yanlan reached out and took down the two long swords that she had been carrying on her back, her meaning self-evident.

"Gentlemen, just hold off the Cang family for Brother Zhao for half a quarter of an hour."

"Half a quarter of an hour? Keep dreaming!"

Cang Lian wasn't one to spout nonsense. He waved his hand and said, "Leave Yanlan to me. You guys kill everyone else. Half a quarter of an hour? I'll make sure you don't even last ten breaths."

Confidence stems from strong capabilities.

Their strength was almost overwhelming, completely crushing the opponent.

How to do?

Many people were considering giving up because the hope of victory was very slim.

If they get bogged down here, they could very well end up dead.

But if she flees now, and the Little Sword King is still alive, she will surely settle scores once she gets out.

Fight, fight! We'll find a chance to escape.

Of the eight people besides Zhao Mu and Yan Lan, at least three had the same idea.

This included Lü Ran, whose eyes clearly flashed with a strange light. On the surface, she was fighting a fourth-level expert from the Cang family, but she was not focused on the fight. Instead, she was looking for an opportunity to escape.

"Little Sword King, I am just a rogue cultivator who broke through to the Fourth Extreme Realm by chance. I am afraid I am no match for the Cang family on the other side."

After only ten moves, Lü Ran showed signs of weakness and asked Yan Lan for help.

Besides her, Wu Di was also in a state of constant retreat. Under the siege of two experts at the fourth level, he was hit hard in less than ten breaths and slammed into a house in the distance, raising a cloud of dust.

However, at this moment, Wu Di, who had just stood up, went directly towards the nearest black tornado and shouted weakly, "Little Sword King, please forgive me. I was attacked by two Cang family members at the fourth level of the realm, and my internal organs were injured. I have no strength to fight anymore. I will go first."

Following Wu Di, two other individuals at the Void Realm also chose to flee.

However, they were not as lucky as Wu Di. Due to their numerical advantage, they were each taken seriously by a fourth-level expert, and they had no way to escape.

Finally, after a few breaths, he tragically died at the hands of the enemy.

"No, if this continues, I'm afraid I won't escape death either."

Lu Ran glanced at Zhao Mu. She had indeed considered whether the former might create a miracle, but she dared not take the risk. It was just a temporarily assembled team, so why should she really risk her life for Yanlan?

puff~

She was punched hard and flew backward, spitting out blood.

"Don't let her repeat her old tricks."

Having learned from Wu Di's experience, Lü Ran was about to flee when the Cang family immediately surrounded and attacked her.

However, at this moment, a huge scroll suddenly opened, temporarily trapping the pursuing Cang family members and giving Lü Ran a chance to escape.

"You little bitches, look at your rabble! You're all divided, each one trying to escape, and now you're all dead! Hahaha~"

"However, you must stay here with them today."

“Originally, I didn’t intend to kill you, after all, you are the only heir of the Amorous Sword Sect.”

"How dare you provoke me alongside this vermin?"

"Then go... die!"

Cang Lian roared, and his muscles suddenly began to bulge. He swelled up to at least three times his normal size, as if he had been inflated. Yan Lan looked like a dwarf in front of him.

Zhao Mu witnessed all of this.

Lü Ran, Wu Di, hmph~

He felt no sympathy whatsoever for those two dead guys.

Because he had made thorough preparations before taking action. Even though these people were cannon fodder in Yanlan's eyes, he did not think so. Instead, he prepared high-grade spiritual weapons for them.

Each person has a level nine sword.

With the blessing of a ninth-grade spiritual artifact, even though there are few people, they can hold out for half a quarter of an hour and suffer no damage.

But people's hearts are not what they used to be.

The four defectors are a good test for the team.

"Fellow Daoist Mo, Fellow Daoist Jia, and the other two fellow Daoists, don't panic, receive the spiritual artifacts."

As Zhao Mu gathered his strength, he casually flicked out four streams of light, which were four ninth-grade spiritual weapons.

"This is... a ninth-grade spiritual artifact!"

"It turns out that Fellow Daoist Zhao was prepared all along."

"Haha, with this ninth-grade spiritual artifact, you think you can take us down in half an hour? You're dreaming."

"The best spiritual stone!"

"..."

Mo Qiusheng, Jia Zheng, and the others burst into laughter; Zhao Mu had provided far too many resources.

Perhaps he had already made preparations, but he discovered that someone was going to betray the team as soon as the battle started, which is why he didn't take out the items immediately. Sure enough, trusting Little Sword King and Zhao Mu was the right thing to do.

That Lü Ran is such a foolish woman. She had such a good opportunity to please Fellow Daoist Zhao, and she just gave it up like that.

The group chuckled to themselves.

"I never expected you, you stinking bug, to be a treasure-collecting boy, pulling out so many ninth-grade spiritual artifacts all at once, hmph~"

Cang Lian snorted coldly and curled his lips, saying, "But that's not enough. Even if you break through to the Four Extremes Realm in an instant, you won't leave here alive today."

"Really?"

Zhao Mu grinned and said to Yanlan and the others, "Everyone, step back and leave the ruins quickly. Half an hour has passed."

The voice just fell.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Zhao Mu took the final step.

In an instant, his momentum surged, breaking through the four extremes in one step.

Almost simultaneously, a storm arose, and dark, ominous clouds gathered in an instant.