Bai Shiyan roared as he charged towards the Four Symbols Sky-Supporting Formation.

The only solution he could think of right now was to quickly deal with these people from the four major sects and then free himself to help Qiao Yu.

After Cong Wenxuan and Wu Chang stopped interfering, Zheng Shu and Xing Yiguan immediately joined Ye Longyou in dealing with Qiao Yu.

The three surrounded Qiao Yu with murderous intent in their eyes.

Seeing this, Qiao Yu curled his lips into a mocking smile and said loudly, "Before entering Tianhe Star, you yourselves said that everyone relies on their own abilities, and life and death are determined by fate!"

"After entering Tianhe Star, the geniuses of your sects sought their own deaths by provoking me first, and I killed them in self-defense. Now you can't sit still, saying that a life for a life is in order."

"The faces of you people are truly hypocritical and laughable."

Qiao Yu's words were like an invisible slap in the faces of Zheng Shu and the others, causing their expressions to darken.

If this matter were to be investigated in detail, it would be difficult to say who was right and who was wrong. At best, it was a muddled account.

"You're about to die, yet you're still so glib," Zheng Shu sneered. "Perhaps you're right, and you feel wronged, but so what? Strength is the greatest truth!"

"You are very strong, but a tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind. Your mistake lies in offending so many top forces at the same time!"

"Pay attention in your next life!"

As soon as Zheng Shu finished speaking, he suddenly cast the Nine Palaces Eight Trigrams Formation.

The reason why he was wasting words with Qiao Yu was to buy himself time to set up the formation.

The Nine Palaces Eight Trigrams Formation suddenly enveloped Qiao Yu, weakening his strength and body.

"Why waste words with him? Grind his bones to ashes!" Xing Yiguan waved his long sword and attacked Qiao Yu, while Ye Longyou set up his zither and watched vigilantly from the side.

Three old-timers above the eighth level of the Demi-God realm were besieging a young genius who was only at the peak of the Saint realm.

Everyone thought that Qiao Yu was doomed.

However, Qiao Yu burst into laughter.

"Alright, since you all don't want to save face, I'll give you another hand!"

He raised his left hand, and with a flash of light, Divine Steal was activated directly.

Three pairs of flowered underpants appeared in Qiao Yu's hands.

Zheng Shu and the other two instantly felt a chill. What kind of sorcery was this? It could steal their personal clothing in an instant?

Grasping the three pairs of underpants tightly, Qiao Yu instantly activated the Yang Longevity Saber Technique.

Now, even if it meant consuming his lifespan, it was worth it!

With all his trump cards, he could only fight Ye Longyou to a draw. Facing the siege of Zheng Shu and the others, hiding his strength would be suicide!

Feeling his lifespan rapidly draining away, Qiao Yu's eyes narrowed.

He charged towards the three of them with the Zhulong Crescent Blade.

Xing Yiguan was closest to Qiao Yu, and he hadn't realized the seriousness of the situation. He waved his long sword and clashed with Qiao Yu's crescent blade.

However, as soon as they made contact, Xing Yiguan's expression changed drastically!

The Yang Longevity Saber Technique's disregard for defense and double critical strike damage was truly terrifying. Xing Yiguan clearly felt a terrifying force transmitted from the long sword to his body.

"Pfft!"

His Qi and blood surged, and Xing Yiguan's face was filled with horror as he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

He felt that his internal organs had been somewhat dislodged by this strike.

"How can a peak Saint realm cultivator have such terrifying power? What on earth are you?" Xing Yiguan's eyes were filled with horror.

"I'm your daddy!"

Qiao Yu didn't want to waste time. Time was truly life to him now.

The Zhulong Crescent Blade turned its head and slashed at Xing Yiguan again.

A zither sound rang out as Ye Longyou made his move, transforming the zither's sharp edge into a long blade to block Qiao Yu.

But the long blade, which could barely withstand the Zhulong Crescent Blade just now, was now as tender as tofu in front of Qiao Yu, and was directly cut open.

Ye Longyou and Xing Yiguan exchanged glances, their eyes filled with confusion and horror.

They couldn't understand why Qiao Yu's combat power had suddenly increased so much.

"His current state is not right! He must have gained it by burning his life or something else. Just drag him down!"

Zheng Shu, as expected of an old and cunning person, quickly saw through the situation.

Then, he controlled the Nine Palaces Eight Trigrams Formation to put even greater pressure on Qiao Yu.

Under the shroud of the Nine Palaces Eight Trigrams Formation, Qiao Yu seemed to be weakened.

Ye Longyou and Xing Yiguan followed Zheng Shu's instructions, one restraining Qiao Yu at close range, and the other harassing him from a distance with his zither music.

With the cooperation of the three, Qiao Yu couldn't find a breakthrough point in a short time.

Qiao Yu's face darkened. In the state of the Yang Longevity Saber Technique, he would consume a whole year of his lifespan every minute.

About twenty minutes had passed. If this continued, he would exhaust himself to death.

Qiao Yu had no choice at this moment. A narrow road meets a brave man, and there might be a glimmer of hope if he fought to the end, but if he retreated, he would really be doomed!

Qiao Yu took out the three pairs of flowered underpants he had just stolen and took out one of them.

"Ghost Eye Phantasmal Nightmare!"

Zheng Shu, who was controlling the Nine Palaces Eight Trigrams Formation, instantly fell into an illusion.

He found himself holding scissors and standing in front of a lush sugar orange tree.

There were people next to him constantly urging him.

"Old man, hurry up and cut! Cut quickly and don't be lazy!"

"When you cut, cut the branches shorter, otherwise they will poke the butts of the other sugar oranges."

"What are you doing? I asked you to cut some fruits, but it's either windy or rainy!"

Zheng Shu was forced to join the army of sugar orange cutters with a bewildered look on his face.

As soon as Zheng Shu fell into the illusion, the Nine Palaces Eight Trigrams Formation lost control, and Qiao Yu instantly rushed out like a tiger breaking free from its cage.

He knew very well that his opportunity was only this fleeting moment.

Once Zheng Shu broke free from the illusion and regained control of the Nine Palaces Eight Trigrams Formation, he would be worn out to death!

Xing Yiguan was shocked and raised his long sword, slashing out several sword rays.

Qiao Yu didn't dodge or evade, and two lines of blood tears flowed from his blue eyes.

"Netherworld Fire - Headlock Edition!"

A large mass of dark black flames instantly landed on Xing Yiguan's body, burning Xing Yiguan until he screamed repeatedly.

Then, Qiao Yu raised the Zhulong Crescent Blade with his right hand and slashed directly with the Yang Longevity Saber Technique. Immediately afterwards, he brewed the Underworld Creation Fist with his left hand and punched out fiercely.

One slash and one punch, two terrifying offensives were aimed directly at Xing Yiguan!

With the blessing of the Great Completion Underworld Rakshasa Body, these two attacks seemed capable of blasting open a planet.

"Crap, Xing Yiguan, be careful, he's going to use all his trump cards to kill you first!"

Ye Longyou was shocked. Once Xing Yiguan died, then he and Zheng Shu might really be unable to stop Qiao Yu, who was like a demon god at this moment.

Ye Longyou gritted his teeth and then threw the zither fiercely in front of Xing Yiguan, preparing to save Xing Yiguan.

"Zither Intent Surge!"

Ye Longyou was confident in his move. As long as Qiao Yu got close, he would definitely be stunned, so that Xing Yiguan could take the opportunity to escape.

But at this moment, Qiao Yu, who was rushing towards Xing Yiguan, suddenly turned into a small skeleton wielding a rusty long sword!

"Congratulations, you've been tricked."

Qiao Yu's voice with a smile sounded in Ye Longyou's ears, like the whisper of the god of death.

Before Ye Longyou could react to what had happened, his head had already flown high into the air.

On the verge of death, he saw Qiao Yu standing behind his headless corpse with a smile.

"So... it was a feint? What a good calculation..."

The last thought flashed in his mind, and the scene in front of Ye Longyou gradually turned into a darkness.

When humans die, the last thing they lose is their hearing.

At the moment of his death, Ye Longyou vaguely heard Qiao Yu's slightly mocking voice.

"Being ganked in a 3v1, do you even know how to play?"