1645 End Things Quick

She had already sidestepped next to the Venerable Peach Blossom Immortal and swung down at his head.

A wide smile bloomed across the Peony Immortal's lips. "Our cultivation is about the same, but you've been suppressed to divine realm cultivation inside this Punishment Tower. Do you think you can ward off more than a hundred of my blows if I get serious?"

The Venerable Peach Blossom Immortal smiled at her and swiped his slender fingers in front of her, causing a wood vine to catch the Peony Immortal's arm.

"You weren't willing to stay behind for me, yet you cling on to me with a wood vine right now." The Peony Immortal winked flirtatiously at him.

However, it really scarred one's eyes to look at her face that was as red as a monkey's butt.

The Venerable Peach Blossom Immortal squinted his eyes at her before turning his hand over. The Peony Immortal felt her feet suddenly sink.

When the Peony Immortal looked down again, she couldn't help but be shocked.

It turned out that countless vines had sprung out of the ground and wrapped tightly around her two feet.

"You?" As hard as the Peony Immortal tried to struggle, she found that she was unable to break free of these wood vines' constraints.

The vines in the ground crept up her limbs and wrapped the Peony Immortal's entire body securely in but a moment.

They encased her in a wood cocoon and strung her high up in the air from a wood vine.

"Don't waste your energy," the Venerable Peach Blossom Immortal stated when he saw her struggling. "These cuties of mine will continuously sap energy from your body."

As time passed, those wood vines binding the Peony Immortal would only grow more secure.

It was the complete opposite for the Peony Immortal, however. As sacred energy drained from her body, she would gradually become weaker.

After the Venerable Peach Blossom Immortal temporarily restrained the Peony Immortal, he turned to look at Mo Lian next him.

Mo Lian's attack was even more swift.

Just as Feng Chen strung up the Peony Immortal, the battle between Mo Lian and the Gingko Immortal had already concluded.

Speaking of which, it was quite amusing.

Halfway through their battle, while wielding her sword, the Gingko Immortal became besotted with Crown Prince Mo's close-up looks.

On the other hand, Crown Prince Mo, who had never known to spare tender feelings for the fairer sex, naturally did not let this opportunity slip by. He promptly knocked the Gingko Immortal unconscious with a knife-hand strike.

That's why there was simply no suspense to the outcome of this battle since the opponent was an oddball who "only looked at pretty men!"

Crown Prince Mo walked forward with indifference.

Dao Wuji, who was hanging on the wall, hastily called out to him. "Hey, Young Brother, Young Brother, can you help me undo these deity-locking chains?"

Mo Lian turned to look at him, and a cluster of purple flames suddenly morphed into three purple knives that darted toward Dao Wuji's arms.

"Hey, hey?" Dao Wuji instantly broke out in a cold sweat from his actions.

Are you kidding me? If he got struck by this cluster of purple flames, could he even keep his arms?

*Clang! Clang!* The deity-locking chains abruptly burst open with the remnants of purple sparks, and then those deity-locking chains shattered into pieces.

Dao Wuji heaved a sigh. He gazed at the young man in front of him with a complicated look.

Sigh, the newer generation really was excelling the last!

One Feng Chen was already enough of a blow to one's confidence. Yet now came along a young man who seemed even more incredible.

Dao Wuji looked back at the Peony Immortal who was bound up and hanging from mid-air. He cracked a grin and said, "Come, let's go to the 14th level!"