Everyone looked towards the territory of An Tian Martial God.

The surroundings were eerily quiet, except for the sound of airflow, there was no other sound.

Lin Yang crouched in the evil aura, panting violently. From the looks of it, he seemed unable to fight anymore.

But at this moment, Lin Yang suddenly raised his hand and waved his palm.

Swish swish swish...

A large number of Hongmeng Dragon Needles flew out and swirled around him.

"He sacrificed the needle!"

"What? He still wants to heal himself?"

"It's so ridiculous. How can father's needles be so easy to remove? At this moment, this man's life has been taken away, and all he is left with is a breath of air!"

An Mingyue and others laughed endlessly.

Ye Yan stared at the silver needles whirling around Lin Yang, frowning.

He had seen these silver needles before when he fought with Lin Yang in the Dragon Palace, but just like now, he couldn't see them clearly because of the evil energy that was spreading wantonly.

Lin Yang stretched out his hand and pressed down a watch on his wrist with difficulty.

The screen on his watch flashed quickly, and then a human figure appeared in his sight.

Lin Yang stared at the pattern for a while, then used the dragon needle to stab his body.

Chi!

Chi!

Chi...

As the silver needle fell, Lin Yang's body gradually recovered.

He could not stand up just now, but now he was able to crouch stably.

"Um?"

Antian Martial God frowned: "You are treating me in front of me. Do you think I will give you a chance to treat you?"

Having said that, Antian Martial God took action again, preparing to finish off Lin Yang completely.

But Lin Yang shook his head: "You should take care of yourself, don't you really think you won?"

"Um?"

The Antian Martial God was startled, but was not affected by these words. The powerful power of ascension gathered in the palm of his hand, and then shook Lin Yang.

Boom!

Power like a thunderstorm is about to burst out from the palm of your hand.

However, at this moment, An Tian Martial God trembled violently, and the power gathered in his palm suddenly disappeared.

Everyone was stunned and had no time to react.

Poof!

Antian Martial God suddenly spurted out a large mouthful of blood, took two steps back, and his face became extremely pale.

"What?"

People around were in an uproar.

"Father!"

An Mingyue's smile froze and she called out eagerly.

"Lord Martial God!"

"Are you okay, sir!"

"What...what's going on?"

"What happened?"

People stared in disbelief.

However, they saw An Tian Martial God begin to cough violently, his whole body shaking uncontrollably, and while coughing, he spit out phlegm with blood in his mouth.

Seeing An Tian Martial God in such a state, everyone was shocked.

"Could it be that kid's fault?"

Canglan Martial God made a stunned sound.

Ye Yan here seemed to have noticed something and couldn't stand it any longer. He jumped suddenly and rushed into the territory of Dark Sky Martial God. He directly stretched out his hand and pulled out a jet-black Qi needle from Dark Sky Martial God's stamina.

The Antian Martial God who was coughing violently stopped coughing.

While panting, he stared at the Qi needle in Ye Yan's hand, his expression extremely ugly.

"Is this...the needle administered by this person?"

"good!"

Ye Yan said hoarsely.

"How is that possible? His strength is blocked by me, so why can he still use the needle on me silently?"

Dark Sky Martial God's pupils were condensed in disbelief.

"Lord An Tian, ​​whether you believe it or not, this man's medical and martial arts skills are probably... no worse than yours."
Chapter completed!