The four people instantly took action.
The Demoness formed a hand seal, and the long spike emitting flames immediately transformed to several feet in length.
"Extreme Fire Spike... Go!"
The long spike instantly turned into a streak of light, dragging a long tail of flames, and attacked Yun Ning Shuang.
At the same time, the other three each used their own methods.
The Middle-aged Man holding a folding fan fanned towards Yun Ning Shuang through the air, and a gust of scorching wind formed.
The Old Man with a hunchback patted the basket in front of him, revealing a wooden puppet inside. The puppet received the command, instantly flew high into the sky, and pounced forward baring its fangs and brandishing its claws. It was actually puppet technique.
The burly man held a large saber, spirit energy surged, covered in flames, and a wave of flame saber energy burst forth.
Yun Ning Shuang's expression was as usual. With a light tap of her foot, her figure had already left the small boat. The white figure was like a nimble spirit rabbit, dodging the Extreme Fire Spike's attack by turning sideways. A sharp sword energy pointed directly at the Demoness, forcing her to defend and temporarily abandon controlling the Extreme Fire Spike.
She performed an iron bridge move to evade the incoming flame saber energy. Her snow-white long sword flew out of her hand, turning into a white streak of light that arrived in front of the burly man in an instant. Although the opponent retreated repeatedly and even raised his large saber to parry, the long sword was too fast and still pierced through his chest. The sharp sword energy instantly swept through the burly man's limbs and bones, causing him unbearable pain.
"Top-grade magic tool!"
A cry of alarm came from the burly man's mouth, seemingly to warn his companions. But just as the Middle-aged Man holding the folding fan heard it, he saw the white figure tear through the scorching wind. A cold, fair hand reached for his throat. The Middle-aged Cultivator quickly retreated, dodging this fatal blow. At the same time, the long saber magic tool in his hand swept horizontally, using the tactic of 'Besieging Wei to Rescue Zhao'.
Yun Ning Shuang moved with speed, stepping with peculiar steps, and instantly closed in. One hand struck the long saber, emitting a muffled sound. The other hand, as a secondary option, grabbed the Middle-aged Cultivator's shoulder.
"Heh... I've got you."
The Middle-aged Cultivator's face showed fear.
Snap!
"Ah..."
The sound of bones shattering mixed with the burly man's screams, echoing through the sky.
"Save me!"
Click, click, click!
The puppet finally arrived...
Hope arose in the Middle-aged Cultivator's heart. However, the next moment, Yun Ning Shuang formed a hand seal with a backhand motion.
A giant golden hand appeared out of thin air, indestructible. The puppet, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, was instantly slammed to the ground, scattering into several pieces. Its spirit energy dissipated, and it had lost its ability to move.
The Old Man with a hunchback not far away spat out a mouthful of congested blood in hatred.
After all, it wasn't orthodox puppet technique!
"No..."
A head flew into the sky!
The pupils of the other three shrank violently. They truly hadn't expected Yun Ning Shuang's strength to be so formidable.
"How can she be so strong? She is definitely not at the twelfth level of Qi Refinement." The Demoness looked at her companion, whose body was separated from his head, and couldn't help but feel sympathetic grief.
The four of them had accepted a sect mission. They originally thought that with their four cultivators at the twelfth level of Qi Refinement, dealing with Yun Ning Shuang, who was at the same realm, would be easy. They even paid a high price to rent a set of enemy-trapping formation flags to prevent Yun Ning Shuang from escaping.
"No matter what, we must keep her here. After she reaches Foundation Establishment, her strength will definitely be greater. It will be extremely difficult to eliminate her then, and we will become fish on her chopping board."
The Demoness quickly gave instructions. Among the four, her strength might not have been the strongest, but the other three listened to her decisions. "Old Ghost, Rough Guy, quickly use your signature skills, or the three of us will inevitably end up like Paper Scholar."
"Flame Princess, I have a method, but it takes time to cast. You two protect me." The Old Man with a hunchback said in a deep voice. They no longer had the arrogance they had when they arrived.
"Old Ghost, quickly cast whatever spell you have! If you succeed, this old lady will let you sleep with me again!" The Demoness's eyes lit up. She knew that although this old ghost was only at the Qi Refining Realm, he must have some hidden tricks after decades of Cultivation.
"Heh heh... Then watch closely."
The Old Man with a hunchback threw away the basket in his hand, stuck his cane in front of him, and formed hand seals with both hands. Strands of black spirit energy surged from his limbs, like terrifying small snakes, burrowing into his back.
His hunched back gradually grew larger, as if something was about to break through the skin. An evil aura spread out.
"Heretical path!" Yun Ning Shuang beckoned with her fair hand. Her long sword flew back into her hand, and she charged towards the Old Man with a hunchback. She could feel that the thing brewing behind the old man was somewhat troublesome.
A large saber descended from the sky, blocking Yun Ning Shuang's path. The burly man, missing an arm, chanted incantations. The flames on the large saber magic tool were like blood.
"Die!"
The top-grade long sword magic tool tore through the fierce flames. Yun Ning Shuang passed through and pressed her hand, covered in golden light, onto the burly man's skull. The burly man instantly bled from his seven orifices.
"Yun Ning Shuang, stop quickly... otherwise I'll kill these three brats."
At some point, the Demoness had circled around to the side of the small boat and, disregarding her status as a Cultivator, had taken Wang Fu and the other two hostage.
Three spirit energy fire snakes hovered in front of the three. Wang Fu felt extremely uncomfortable as if being roasted all over, and hated the Demoness beside him to death in his heart. Wang Feng buried his head in the small boat, trembling non-stop, muttering, "I want to go home, I want to go home..."
Zhou Peng wasn't doing any better. His body, full of fat, trembled non-stop. He collapsed on the edge of the small boat, and a strong smell came from his pants.
"Do you think I would surrender just because you've taken three mortal children hostage? Ridiculous." Yun Ning Shuang released her hand. The burly man immediately fell limply to the ground, deader than dead.
She patted her fair jade-like hand, which had lost its golden light, and gazed at the Demoness.
"If you truly surrender, I will naturally spare these three brats. Otherwise, these three brats will definitely die before I do. By then, your perfect and flawless Dao heart will inevitably have a flaw, right?" The Demoness roared madly, "Do you dare to gamble?"
"I never gamble..." Yun Ning Shuang shook her head. With a wave of her hand, the top-grade long sword magic tool was inserted into the ground.
The Demoness's face showed joy.
"As expected of Ningshuang Fairy..."
However, she didn't notice that inside the small boat, an inconspicuous three-inch silver needle subtly vibrated for a moment, then floated up lightly and wobblingly.
Wang Fu happened to catch a glimpse of the silver needle. He had read many Immortal and martial arts stories and immediately guessed it was something belonging to the beautiful Immortal.
"Hey, stinky woman, let me go quickly..." Wang Fu shouted at the Demoness.
"Brat, what did you call me..." The Demoness's expression turned cold.
"Stinky woman, I said you're ugly, ugly and stinky, just like the cockroaches in my outhouse." Wang Fu's words were astonishing. Even Wang Feng and Zhou Peng couldn't help but look up.
"Oh my brother... Isn't this lighting a lantern in the outhouse, afraid of not dying fast enough..."
"Stinky brat!" The Demoness was indeed angered. "This old lady will kill you!"
With a wave of her hand, the crimson fire snake burned towards Wang Fu.
Whoosh!
The three-inch silver needle in the small boat simultaneously shot out and pierced into the back of the Demoness's head in the blink of an eye. The Demoness's pupils contracted. Her life force drained away. As the silver needle emerged from her brow, she couldn't even say a word before losing her breath.
"Hey, it's really like the books say, villains die from talking too much." Wang Fu was still thinking about the stories in the school books. Immediately after, he felt a burning sting in his chest.
"Pain, pain, pain..."
"Immortal, save me! Immortal, save me!"
It was because after the Demoness died, the fire snake was uncontrolled. A cluster of poisonous fire landed on Wang Fu, instantly burning through the clothes on Wang Fu's chest and scorching towards his flesh like maggots clinging to bone.
The poisonous fire surged into Wang Fu's body without any obstruction.
"Immortal, save me..."
A cool, fair hand landed on Wang Fu's back. It was Yun Ning Shuang who had arrived. "Stop howling, I heard you."
A cool sensation surged into his body from behind. Wang Fu immediately felt the burning in his chest was much better, but only slightly. The scorching sensation still remained.
"Fire poison has entered your body, and you are a mortal. It's your great fortune you didn't die. Don't move around randomly. Your body is too weak to withstand a large amount of spirit energy. I can only extract the fire poison bit by bit." Yun Ning Shuang felt a bit helpless, but she had a good impression of this kid named Wang Fu. He wasn't scared witless and didn't wet his pants when held hostage by the Lie Huo Sect vermin, and he even helped quite a bit.
If Wang Fu hadn't cursed the opponent, the magic tool she had hidden on the small boat wouldn't have succeeded so easily.
On the other side, the thing behind the Old Man with a hunchback finally broke out of its shell.