Honey, you didn't really drugged me, did you?-Chapter 639 - 189 Nan Batian: Chen 94, You TM Green Me! (Seeking Monthly Ticket)_6

Chen Jie swallowed the elixir, and the Yang Chun Skill quickly disseminated the medicinal power. A hint of rosiness returned to Chen Jie’s complexion, and much of his inner strength came back.

At this time, Chen Jie took a deep breath and noticed that Nan Batian was still exchanging strikes with Elder Liu and Qimu Ge.

Nan Batian was frantically trying to break through the duo’s blockade to confront Chen Jie, but both Elder Liu and Qimu Ge employed their tactics to intercept Nan Batian at that moment.

Elder Liu, that sharp-tongued fellow, kept mocking incessantly, "Hahaha, Nan Batian, you make me laugh to death, not only are you a eunuch, but you’re also a cuckold, ahaha, I’m dying of laughter, don’t you notice your head is green now?"

"If this gets out, Nan Batian, the number one man of Mianshui being a eunuch and a cuckold, you’ll truly become the laughingstock of everyone, hahaha, hahaha..."

Elder Liu’s exaggerated laughter infuriated Nan Batian to the point of nearly having a Buddha ascending to heaven, wishing he could immediately slap this noisy idiot to death.

But that’s just how venomous Elder Liu’s tongue was, deliberately rubbing salt into Nan Batian’s wounds, causing him to blow his top. Still, he couldn’t defeat Elder Liu in a short time and could only rage impotently.

Chen Jie took a moment to regulate his breath, feeling nearly ready, then called out, "Old Brother Liu, take a rest, my turn!"

Grr...

Chen Jie launched into the fray with the Seventeen Dragon Capturing Palms, prompting Elder Liu to step back immediately and consume an elixir to regulate his breath on the outskirts.

With Chen Jiusi joining the fight, Nan Batian completely lost his temper and unleashed a barrage of frenzied attacks on Chen Jie.

Yet, with the protection of the Seventeen Dragon Capturing Palms and the assistance of Qimu Ge, Chen Jie was undaunted, engaging in a fierce bout with Nan Batian.

After about forty to fifty rounds of combat, Elder Liu had regulated his breath and shouted at Qimu Ge, "Commander, switch with me, take a break!"

Qimu Ge responded, "Alright."

Elder Liu then jumped into the lineup using the Fiery Fire Skill, fighting alongside Chen Jie against Nan Batian.

"Haha, Jiu Si, put your back into it, even if it tires us out today, we have to exhaust this green-haired turtle to death!"

Green-haired turtle?

Chen Jie had to admit, Elder Liu was brutally effective at hurling insults, his words breaking Nan Batian’s defenses. At that moment, Nan Batian was seething with rage, but he also discovered, to his horror, that Chen Jiusi and his two comrades were cycling against him.

Unable to defeat any of them one-on-two, they could wear him down with their tag-team strategy, forcing him to drain his Gang Qi.

They would rest every thirty to fifty rounds, but he had no time to breathe at all. Continuing this way, was there any doubt he would be defeated?

Sweat broke out on Nan Batian’s forehead.

Soon enough, Qimu Ge was ready to resume and shouted to Chen Jiusi, "Jiu Si, switch!"

Chen Jiusi backed away as Qimu Ge launched an attack at Nan Batian.

The formidable Sword Gang’s force repelled Nan Batian.

At this point, Nan Batian was in a panic, scouring the area. No, if this continued, just two or three more rotations and he wouldn’t be able to hold them off; he had to break through using his last ounce of strength. If he didn’t manage to escape, it would be a dead-end.

However, with three equally matched martial artists teaming up against him, breaking through the siege was extremely difficult; he was truly at his wit’s end.

Grinding his teeth, Nan Batian’s eyes were filled with urgency.

If he tried to flee now, not to mention the crossbowmen surrounding the area, he couldn’t shake off these clinging band-aids right in front of him. To break through the encirclement, he dreaded that it might require some special method.

Unless he could find a hostage!

Nan Batian’s gaze fell on Yelu.

If he could take Yelu hostage, use his life as leverage, he would surely be able to fend off these attackers and have a chance at survival.

As for Yelu?

Nan Batian looked at Yelu, riding amidst the protection of cavalry. He had never tested Yelu’s martial arts, but he didn’t consider him to be particularly strong.

He had never seen him fight, after all.

Nan Batian thought he was probably only in the early stages of Energy Transformation.

With full effort, he would surely be able to capture him swiftly.

Thinking this, Nan Batian clenched his teeth, deciding to act—no pain, no gain; if he didn’t risk his minister, he couldn’t catch the wolf, if he didn’t risk his wife, he couldn’t...damn, why think of that!

First, he had to capture Yelu, and then everything else would follow.

Thinking so, Nan Batian again unleashed his Blast Technique, forcing Elder Liu back with a palm strike, then whirled and swatted at Qimu Ge. Qimu Ge dodged, inadvertently giving Nan Batian an opening. Using this chance, he leapt up, reaching out with a large hand toward Yelu.

"Yelu, meet your death!"

Seeing this unfold, Mu Ge exclaimed in horror, "Nan Batian, you dare!"

At that moment, he struck, his curved blade heading straight for Nan Batian. Nan Batian didn’t care about Mu Ge behind him; staking everything on capturing Yelu, if he could seize Yelu, he would live; as for Mu Ge, it didn’t matter!

Even if it meant taking a hit.

Meanwhile, Yelu’s guards immediately stepped in front of him, shouting in terror, "Quick, protect Lord Yelu!"

Yelu, observing Nan Batian charging at him, furrowed his brow, seemingly struck with fear.

Nan Batian made a desperate charge toward Yelu.

If he could take this official, he would have his escape. With this thought, flames of hope lit in Nan Batian’s eyes.

Nan Batian swung his hand, sending every one of the Mulan Guards obstructing his path flying. Now he was merely two steps away from Yelu.

Then he stretched out his hand, while Mu Ge caught up and brought his blade down; Nan Batian didn’t bother to evade, just used his True Qi to guard his back.

With a ripping sound, Mu Ge’s blade harshly struck Nan Batian’s back; blood spurted from the wound instantly. Nan Batian’s face flushed with pain, yet he still reached out for Yelu.

"Lord, forgive me!"

Nan Batian bellowed, his grasp meant to secure his target; injured or not, he had to take this chance and couldn’t afford to lose it.

With that, his hand reached for Yelu.

But just as his claws were about to grab Yelu, Yelu’s eyes suddenly widened, and a terrifying surge of Gang Qi enveloped him.

In that instant, Yelu glared at Nan Batian and casually threw out a palm.

The palm never physically made contact with Nan Batian; a wave of Gang Qi formed into a palm and with a loud thud, sent Nan Batian flying through the air.

"Ugh!"

Nan Batian spat out a mouthful of blood, his face overcome with shock: "Qi Blood Holding Core, you’re actually at Qi Blood Holding Core!"