At this time, Zhu Zhuqing's figure was like lightning flashing in the darkness, and he heard a "swoosh" sound behind Zhao Wuji.

"Hey, the few people cooperated well." Zhao Wuji grinned, looking like he didn't care about Zhu Zhuqing behind him at all.

It’s not Zhao Wuji’s blow. With his defensive power, it’s harder for Zhu Zhuqing, a great soul master, to break it out than climbing to the sky.

But at this moment, Zhu Zhuqing reached into her arms and took out something. It was the anesthesia needle Gu Ye gave her that had a special anesthetic liquid.

As soon as the anesthesia needle was taken out, under the sun, a cold light flashed from the sharp needle. Zhu Zhuqing held the needle in his hand and stabbed Zhao Wuji behind him with a lightning speed.

"snort!"

Zhao Wuji snorted disdainfully, and a yellowish-colored soul power rose from his body to protect himself.

He did not dodge, obviously very confident, and did not think that Zhu Zhuqing could break through his soul defense.

But sometimes, the slap comes so quickly in the face.

"puff!"

A negligible sound rang out, and the numbing needle pierced Zhao Wuji's back without any obstruction.

The next second, the anesthetic fluid specially made by Gu Ye in the needle immediately entered Zhao Wuji's body and spread out.

"Forehead!"
Chapter completed!