Wu Shattered Star River

"Buzz~"

Wu Hejun reacted quickly. With a flick of his finger, a ripple rapidly spread out, and everyone touched by the ripple was immobilized.

However, Jiang Han and Commander Wang were too close, and Jiang Han accelerated suddenly, reaching Commander Wang in an instant.

Commander Wang was already severely injured. Seeing Jiang Han rushing towards him, he instinctively wanted to retreat!

But Wu Hejun's finger had just been pointed, and the ripple spread over, immobilizing both him and Jiang Han.

The fact that they couldn't move wasn't the problem; the problem was that Jiang Han happened to collide with Commander Wang.

Jiang Han's body couldn't move, but the flames around him continued to be released…

"Ah~"

Commander Wang was once again engulfed in raging flames. This time, he couldn't withstand it, letting out a miserable scream as his life force rapidly faded away.

Wu Hejun regretted pointing out that finger. Seeing Commander Wang burned alive, his eyes revealed immense rage as he roared, "This lord will tear you apart!"

"咻咻!"

He continuously shot out two finger winds, aiming at Jiang Han's legs. The two finger winds instantly struck Jiang Han's legs.

"Bang!"

Jiang Han's legs exploded. Adding to his previously shattered hands, all four limbs were now destroyed, and his body crashed heavily to the ground.

Sensing that Commander Wang's life force had been extinguished, a satisfied smile appeared on Jiang Han's face as he provocatively gazed at Wu Hejun.

"咻咻咻!"

Wu Hejun shot out four more finger winds, and Xuan Yuanqing was sent flying, her limbs severed, similarly crashing heavily to the ground.

With a wave of Wu Hejun's hand, the surrounding space regained its mobility.

"Brother Jiang, Brother Qing!"

Wu Yao'er, with tears streaming down her face, cried out in grief and indignation, "Wu Hejun, may you die a horrible death! May you die a horrible death!"

Seeing the two in such a miserable state, Fang Mengyao sighed softly, a determination to die already in her eyes.

Jiang Han and Xuan Yuanqing's injuries were too severe. Not only were their limbs shattered, but their internal organs were also injured, and their vital energy was greatly depleted, continuously vomiting blood as if it were free.

The two had completely lost their fighting ability, with no chance of turning the situation around, left only to await their deaths.

Seeing this scene, Wu Yao'er was even more grief-stricken, continuing to roar, "Wu Hejun, may you die a horrible death! You will be struck by lightning sooner or later."

Wu Hejun smiled mockingly, coldly glancing at Wu Yao'er, "Little beauty, you dare threaten me? Believe it or not, this lord will slowly slice them to death? Beg me… and this lord might consider a lighter punishment!"

"Uh…"

Wu Yao'er was stunned, then quickly said, "I beg you, Wu Hejun, please let them go, I beg you!"

"Hahaha!"

Wu Hejun, gazing at the disappearing Sun Feifei's warship, his eyes flickered, and he waved his hand, ordering, "All soldiers, listen up! Collect the remains and take the remaining prisoners to the mines first."

"Leave these two prisoners, along with these two, behind. This lord will personally interrogate them to see if these four Yan Clan spies have any accomplices!"

"Yes!"

The soldiers dared not disobey Wu Hejun's orders and quickly took action.

Wu Yao'er and Fang Mengyao's prison cages were lifted from the warship, and the remains of the soldiers killed by Jiang Han and Xuan Yuanqing were collected.

Over a thousand soldiers quickly boarded the warship, and the warship restarted, soon disappearing to the north.

"Hehe!"

Jiang Han and Xuan Yuanqing, witnessing this scene, knew that Wu Hejun was preparing to use both coercion and enticement, using them to coerce Wu Yao'er and Fang Mengyao into submission.

Jiang Han's eyes were ice-cold as he turned his head to look at Wu Yao'er and Fang Mengyao, transmitting his voice, "Yao'er, Mengyao, I'm sorry, we don't have the ability to protect you. You… commit suicide!"

Hearing Jiang Han's words, the determination to die in Fang Mengyao's eyes grew stronger.

She cast her gaze towards Xuan Yuanqing, smiled bitterly, and transmitted her voice, "Xuan Yuanqing, in the next life, I will be your wife again."

Xuan Yuanqing nodded, transmitting his voice, "It is my incompetence, Mengyao, I'm sorry, in the next life, I will definitely protect you well."

Wu Yao'er was in tears, shaking her head and looking at Jiang Han, transmitting her voice, "No, Brother Jiang, I want you to live, I want you to live!"

Jiang Han's eyes instantly flared with anger, transmitting his voice, "Don't do anything foolish, or I will immediately detonate my soul!"

"What?"

Wu Hejun's sneering voice rang out, "You're transmitting voices back and forth, are you plotting suicide? Are you not taking this lord seriously enough?"

"This lord is here. If I let you die easily, wouldn't this lord's ninth-level Peeping Dao Realm be a joke?"

"唰唰唰~"

Fang Mengyao and Wu Yao'er's faces instantly turned pale, and Jiang Han and Xuan Yuanqing's eyes revealed fear.

"Buzz~"

Fang Mengyao didn't hesitate, with raging flames erupting from her body, she was about to self-destruct.

Wu Hejun chuckled, with a flick of his finger, a ripple spread out, and then the flames outside Fang Mengyao's body automatically extinguished.

Moreover, Fang Mengyao's Xuan power was sealed, and a strange energy poured into her soul sea, making it impossible for her to detonate her altar and soul sea.

Wu Hejun pointed his hand at Wu Yao'er again, and Wu Yao'er's Xuan power and soul sea were sealed, making it impossible for her to commit suicide.

Jiang Han's eyes became even more furious as he stared at Wu Hejun and said, "Wu Hejun, if I don't die this time, I will definitely destroy your clan!"

"Hahaha!"

Wu Hejun laughed and said, "You dare to say anything, huh? Do you know how powerful our Wu family is? You still want to destroy my clan? You're just a frog in a well, ignorant of the immensity of the world!"

Jiang Han stopped wasting words. Saying more was meaningless. He and Xuan Yuanqing exchanged glances and were preparing to self-destruct.

At this moment, a voice suddenly rang in his mind, "Don't commit suicide. Find a way to get Wu Hejun to talk, to make him reveal the plot to trap you…"

"Huh?"

Jiang Han was shocked. The voice in his mind was Sun Feifei's voice transmission.

Sun Feifei's warship had already gone far away. Had he secretly sneaked back? Had Wu Hejun not discovered him? What did he mean by transmitting this sentence?

Jiang Han thought for a moment. Sun Feifei was someone who wouldn't get up early without a profit. There must be a purpose behind his actions. Anyway, he had no way out. He decided to give it a try.

His eyes flickered, and a look of grief and indignation appeared on his face as he looked at Wu Hejun and said, "Wu Hejun, you, a dignified Fengjun-level expert, painstakingly set up such a big scheme, just to get my two friends?"

"Aren't you the Grand Director of Internal Affairs of the Northern Desolate Army? Don't you handle the many military affairs of the Northern Desolate Army? You're just scheming against us few small characters every day. Are you just bored?"

Wu Hejun sneered twice, his gaze sweeping over Wu Yao'er and Fang Mengyao. He mockingly said, "Who told you to refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit? If you had been sensible earlier, why would you have ended up in this situation today?"

Wu Hejun didn't immediately kill Jiang Han and Xuan Yuanqing, and patiently answered Jiang Han's words, clearly to make Wu Yao'er and Fang Mengyao understand a principle.

Submit to him, and the four of them might live.

Don't submit to him, and the four of them will end up in a very miserable situation!

"I can't figure something out!"

Jiang Han continued, "With your status and position, what kind of woman can't you get? Although my two friends can be considered top-tier beauties, there are plenty of beauties like them in the Northern Desolate Realm, right?"

"Why bother spending so much effort to set up this scheme? Now, two eighth-level Peeping Dao Realm experts have died. How are you going to explain this to Marquis Yanbei?"

"Explain? Capturing you two Yan Clan spies isn't the best explanation?"

Wu Hejun smiled, then cast his gaze towards Wu Yao'er, saying, "As for beauties, among the three thousand streams…"

"You only take one scoop to drink?"

Before Wu Hejun could finish his words, a cold voice suddenly rang out in mid-air.

Hearing these words, Wu Hejun's expression changed drastically, and he suddenly looked towards the western sky.

Three figures appeared out of thin air in the western sky. One of them was wearing a purple robe, had a long beard, and wore a jade crown. It was Marquis Yanbei.