Chapter 915

Tang Ruan's arm was actually recovering at an astonishing speed?

The recovery speed was even faster than her "Hyper-Regeneration" gene's 2% per second.

And by a wide margin!

Almost the very next second after Yanping bit Tang Ruan, Tang Ruan had already recovered!

What was going on?

Both Tang Ruan and Gu Qing were baffled.

Yanping was even more astonished, even somewhat despairing.

No matter how frantically he bit and clawed, this was all he could manage.

But Tang Ruan's recovery speed was simply terrifying—he couldn't bite through at all!

At the same time, the yellow threads on Tang Ruan's body were emitting a faint glow.

As Tang Ruan's wounds healed, the yellow threads' glow faded.

When Tang Ruan's wounds appeared, the yellow threads' glow lit up.

Did these yellow threads have a healing effect now?

No, it shouldn't be just the yellow threads.

Rather, all of Gu Qing's threads should have healing effects now.

When did this happen?

Gu Qing's gene "Therapeutic Bodily Fluid" had been strengthened after this morning's monthly report appeared, and the medicinal efficacy carried by the fluid had been further enhanced.

Perhaps... this spider silk had healing effects precisely because of this reason?

After all, that mucus on it should count as bodily fluid too, right?

The yellow threads continuously healed Tang Ruan.

But there was also a certain limit.

Soon quite a few yellow threads stopped glowing, lost their stickiness, and fell off.

Fortunately, the number wasn't large—most of the spider silk still clung firmly to the two of them.

Hoo~

Qiyue had arrived.

Her pretty face taut, four arms raised.

Red lips parting slightly, her tone cold: "Continuous Chain Dance!"

Puff puff puff!

Puff puff puff!

Puff puff puff!

Puff puff puff!

Four blades gleamed with chilling light, their attack speed so fast the blade bodies could no longer be seen.

Like a fan, chopping, chopping, chopping without stop...

A massive amount of wolf fur flew into the air, both fishy and choking.

There was even the smell of something burnt.

The enormous Phoenix Cry Blade continuously bombarded Yanping—Yanping had nowhere to dodge and could only take the hits head-on.

The tremendous force kept driving him backward.

Tang Ruan could even feel that force.

Yanping, along with Tang Ruan, was continuously beaten back, beaten back, beaten back.

Tang Ruan extended her long legs backward, pressing hard against the ground to halt her retreating body.

Qiyue in front, furiously hacking away.

Tang Ruan behind, pushing forward with all her might.

Yanping in the middle, screaming continuously.

Gu Qing's silk threads stopped—all the fluid had been drained.

Qiyue hacked even more frantically.

Puff puff puff! Puff puff puff!

In just 3 seconds, Qiyue had already delivered 72 strikes.

Every single strike was a full-power chop.

The exclusive Tear effect had already accumulated to +360% attack.

And it was still continuously stacking.

Yanping's skin showed no damage at all, but from his tense expression one could glimpse a clue.

He was now not merely nervous—he was howling in fear.

"Stop chopping, stop chopping, stop right now! You bastard, stop!"

Qiyue's attacks continued without pause.

Only Zhao Chi's command could make her stop.

Qiyue sneered while chopping: "Didn't you say these four hands of mine were just for show? Then what are you afraid of?"

"Not for show, not for show—stop quickly, I can't hold on much longer!"

Qiyue looked toward Tang Ruan: "My lord, do you want him alive?"

Zhao Chi gritted his teeth: "Kill him as fast as possible, no prisoners."

Zhao Chi spoke these words through Tang Ruan's mouth.

Yan Ping and Tang Ruan were right beside him; he heard every word clearly.

"What? No, don't! I surrender, I surrender!"

Zhao Chi said, "Say that you alien race are trash."

Yan Ping didn't even think, shouting straight out: "We are trash, we are all trash!"

Zhao Chi snorted: "Qi Yue, dispose of this trash quickly."

"What?" Yan Ping choked with rage.

Qi Yue gave a cold laugh: "Yes!"

The movements of her hands sped up.

Yan Ping was about to lose his mind.

He begged for mercy even louder, even starting to wail and cry.

Zhao Chi actually very much wanted to take Yan Ping alive.

Who knew how many good things were in his territory?

If he could capture him alive, he would strike it rich.

However… having the life to get rich also required having the life to spend it.

Yan Ping wasn't captured because he couldn't beat them, but because Zhao Chi and the others' tactics had succeeded.

Yan Ping himself was still very strong.

If they hadn't managed to capture him, the battle's outcome wouldn't be certain.

Besides, who knew whether he still had other killing moves?

If they didn't take advantage of now to finish him off quickly, that would be seeking death.

Bad guys often die from talking too much, and also from greed.

So once you seize the chance, you can't let it go.

Moreover, Zhao Chi didn't understand these werewolves, didn't know how Yan Ping had appeared.

If Yan Ping summoned werewolves once more and called over the other wolf clan lords, then they'd be done for.

Zhao Chi didn't dare gamble.

Zhao Chi wasn't someone with a cheap life.

On the contrary, he had an extremely effective hidden talent, and now such a powerful Taoyuan human race.

As long as he was given time, he could have anything.

There was no need to take such a huge risk for the immediate benefits before him now.

Killing Yan Ping as quickly as possible was the optimal solution.

Xiao Ning was the same.