My beautiful CEO wife-Chapter 1668: Fiery Long Qie

He frowned deeply, unable to figure out what Long Qie intended to do...

Beside him, Tian Yin’s eyes flashed sharply as he pondered. A moment later, he suddenly raised his head, his words now carrying a hint of ice.

"Long Qie is simply luring that old man into a trap. The plan within a plan seems simple enough, but who would have thought someone at the Early Stage Martial Saint couldn’t see through it."

With that, he shook his head, a trace of disappointment on his face.

Bei Daohai abruptly turned his head and glanced at Tian Yin’s expression, his face changing slightly.

"Are you saying... oh no!"

Just as his voice fell, the scene on the crystal screen suddenly shifted!

The old man, hastily fleeing, felt a sense of smugness, thinking the young Long Qie behind him was too naive and foolish, completely toyed with in his hands!

But just as this thought rose in his mind, a thunderous roar suddenly sounded in front of him. His expression changed, and before he could react, he felt darkness overhead. Raising his head, he saw a brawny man with a cold gleam in his eyes punching down hard at him!

His body was also covered in a golden Gang Qi!

Two Martial Saints!

"Impossible!" His face changed drastically, courage shattered, his words now full of fear, dispelling that earlier trace of smugness in his heart!

The old man gritted his teeth, desperately shielding himself with Gang Qi, but he was too slow. Just as he thought of using Gang Qi to protect himself, the leaping Titan landed heavily in front of him, a fist of Golden Light blasting him away!

The old man spewed blood uncontrollably into the air, but before the fear in his heart could dissipate, another cold snort echoed below. A handsome man suddenly leaped up, holding a long blade shimmering with a cold glow, instantly closing in on his body, shouting loudly as he slashed at his waist!

This slash, cutting gold and breaking jade, rolled down like it was cast in gold, making the old man’s face pale with shock!

Three Martial Saints!

But it wasn’t over yet. At this moment, Long Qie no longer hid his cold smile. His spear, cold and indifferent, flicked a hand, creating a stunning but icy Spear Light that swept towards the old man like pear blossoms!

Three Martial Saints striking simultaneously, the overwhelming pressure pinned the old man’s body in place, unable to move!

The old man, his mind and soul already shattered, screamed as he tried to gather Gang Qi internally to resist, only to find the knife and spear shadows were lightning fast, far beyond his speed!

Boom!

Before he could scream, the Spear Light and knife shadows pounded on his body. He spat blood violently, his entire body covered in knife and spear wounds, not a patch of unblemished skin found, his chest stained with large patches of blood, his aura plummeting, even his Martial Saint presence faintly showing signs of decline!

He shrieked, gritting his teeth to escape!

He was terrified; now, whether facing Long Qie, Evil Eyes, or the coldly observing Titan below, all he could sense was the scent of death!

I am a Martial Saint; I can’t die! I can’t die!

He screamed within, continuously fleeing. The desire for survival now consumed his every thought—what were the Great Sound Buddha Sect, the Beidao Alliance, and the Sky Net compared to his own life!

He was a Martial Saint! A Martial Saint cannot die!

Evil Eyes swiftly landed, seeing the old man trying to flee, snorted coldly, and moved to chase, but Long Qie stopped him.

"Don’t chase a desperate foe. Rescuing is the priority!"

Evil Eyes raised a brow, regretfully watching the old man go before redirecting his gaze, following Long Qie and the gray dragon of destruction into the depths of the valley without saying a word!

He and Titan had actually been ambushing behind Long Qie for a long time, waiting for him to erupt in fury and charge into the enemy’s formation, to follow his lead and take the enemy by surprise when a Martial Saint appeared!

Yet they hadn’t anticipated that even with three of them against one Martial Saint, they still failed to kill him, merely wounding him and forcing him to flee. However, they understood that killing a Martial Saint was too difficult, especially one who had lingered in the Early Stage for so long.

To some extent, everyone has some life-saving means, not easily slaughtered.

As long as they could severely injure him, force him to retreat, and damage his foundation without possibility of recovery, it was enough!

Today’s primary goal here was not to kill but to rescue Chu Xiaoran and Leng Ruobing!

And now, having driven back the first defensive line’s Martial Saint, they had already penetrated into the gorge’s central region, not far from Leng Ruobing and Chu Xiaoran!

Moreover, there were few Martial Saints in the Beidao Alliance, and they had already driven one back. As long as they could break through the second defense line, they would be able to rescue Chu Xiaoran and Leng Ruobing!

"It seems they aren’t interested in prolonged battle." Tian Yin clasped his hands together, speaking slowly.

"Of course, they’re here to rescue, not slaughter." Bei Daohai’s face was extremely gloomy, his gaze at Long Qie filled with killing intent.

He was very furious. He hadn’t expected his own Martial Saint to be so foolish, easily outwitted into a passive state, now forced to employ tactics he had been reluctant to use.

Otherwise... all efforts would be wasted!

"Fool!" Thinking of this, Beihai Dao couldn’t help but curse, but in an instant, his face returned to calm, ignoring Tianyin’s reaction, picked up the earpiece, and communicated.

"Attention, prepare the Demon-breaking Arrow and Blood Hand, also, have that person ready."

"Yes!"

Upon hearing the names Demon-breaking Sword and Blood Hand, there was no change in Tian Yin’s expression, but Bei Daohai’s last words made his face tighten slightly. After mulling it over, he spoke slowly.

"Beidao Clan Leader, if you send my Great Sound Buddha Sect members to die, I advise you to dismiss the idea early."

Bei Daohai’s expression remained unchanged upon hearing, a familiar warm smile reappearing at the corner of his mouth. He turned and bowed to Tianyin.

"Tianyin Abbot, the Great Sound Buddha Sect is in alliance with us and should naturally contribute. Moreover, I, Bei Daohai, am no petty man and would not let your disciples undertake the task of dying."

Tian Yin’s gaze focused, deeply observing him.

"I hope so."

With that, he lightly waved his right hand, his body turning into blue smoke, disappearing from the room.

Not until Tianyin’s aura was completely gone did the smile on Bei Daohai’s face gradually fade, leaving a clouded expression. He snorted coldly, clenched his fists tightly, and stared intently at the spot where Tianyin had stood, his eyes full of cold light.

Old bald donkey, don’t think you can be arrogant for much longer!

With that, he turned, watching the seemingly unstoppable trio of Long Qie on the crystal screen, a faint cold smile slowly appearing on his lips.