In the empty hall, under the gaze of everyone around him, Ye Yun took out his set of silver needles from his arms without saying anything.

This set of silver needles was given to him personally by Wang Qingyang. It was the most precious set of items, so Ye Yun naturally carried it with him every day.

Although Ye Yun was very reluctant to treat Bingyun in such a place, he had almost no choice.

Because Ye Yun, who is familiar with this poison, understands that although this poison is a chronic poison, its incubation period is too short, only a few hours.

Nowadays, not to mention that there is a strong man like the Seventh Killer Mo Liantian here. Even if he is not here, he has no confidence that he can escape from this place with Bingyun.

After all, this is the home base of the Seven Kills Sect, and there are simply too many people here.

Even though most of the elites have gone out to pick up the goods, there are really too many ordinary warriors left here.

Regardless of these ordinary warriors, even the ordinary people here are elites who hold real guns and live ammunition and have undergone special training.

Faced with all this, it was impossible for Ye Yun to escape.

Even if he could escape, Bingyun's skin would begin to fester as the toxicity started to take hold.

This kind of risk is something Ye Yun is not willing to take.

What Ye Yun didn't notice at this time was that when Ye Yun took out his set of silver needles, fat man Yang Xiong's eyes suddenly burst into light, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

Although Mo Liantian discovered this, he only thought that Yang Xiong was just a normal reaction when he saw the baby.

At this time, Ye Yun silently passed the mental technique of 'Nine Heaven-defying Needles' on his forehead, then directly pulled out a silver needle and shouted in his heart: "One needle locks the soul of the sky!"

As he spoke, Ye Yun's first silver needle pierced Bingyun's 'Tianzhu' point.

"No!"

At this time, Bingyun, who could only move his eyes and mouth, roared loudly, tears streaming down the corners of his mouth as if he wanted nothing.

Bingyun knew in his heart that as long as Ye Yun took one shot, Ye Yun would be one point closer to death.

"Don't worry, baby, you'll be fine."

Ye Yun smiled and brushed away the tears from the corners of Bingyun's eyes and said: "Don't worry, I won't let anyone hurt you. Remember, after I die, you must tie the explosives on my body and the explosives in my arms

Get the topographic map of this underground scientific research base."

"This is the basis for your escape from here. Don't forget it."

"I'm sorry that I can't be with you."

After saying these words, Ye Yun slowly pulled out the second silver needle. After adjusting his energy, a ray of light burst out from his eyes: "The second needle trapped the evil spirit!"

With that said, the needle landed directly on the 'Qihai' point three inches below Bingyun's belly.

As this needle fell, Bingyun's dantian Qi sea was completely locked by this needle.

Even Bingyun, who was unable to move at this moment, could feel that all the energy in his body had been completely locked by these two needles, and he could not move at all.

The first two injections obviously only barely sealed Bingyun's body, but Bingyun's energy could still be mobilized.

Bingyun himself is currently trying to mobilize all his energy, trying to attack the meridians sealed by Ye Yun's two needles.

But as Ye Yun dropped these two needles at this time, Bingyun's upper and lower dantians were completely sealed. Now she could only barely activate the energy in her middle dantian.

Bingyun knew in his heart that with every injection of Ye Yun's needle, Ye Yun would be one step closer to death.

So she had been trying to mobilize the energy in her body, trying to break through the blockade of the first two injections, but now as Ye Yun's two injections fell, Bingyun was almost desperate.

But now, she still refuses to give up and tries to mobilize the energy remaining in her middle Dantian.

Ye Yun looked at Bing Yun with a smile. How could he not know what Bing Yun was thinking? He sighed slightly and took out the third silver needle.

"Three Needles Lock the Dragon Court!"

Following Ye Yun's voice, the energy carried by this needle actually produced a slight wind and thunder force in the void, and instantly fell on the 'Fengchi' point on the chest.

The drop of a needle completely sealed Bingyun's middle dantian, and Bingyun was unable to mobilize even a trace of energy in his body.

Knowing that he could no longer stop Ye Yun, Bingyun burst into tears.

"Haha, it's such a touching scene, but you both really don't understand how much you moved each other there." Mo Liantian, who was dressed in a Tang suit, couldn't help pouting.

Seeing Mo Liantian speak, the fat man Yang Xiong couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly, a cold light flashed from the corner of his eyes, and said with a sneer: "Yes, your death day has come!"

However, when the fat man Yang Xiong said this, he couldn't help but glance at Mo Liantian beside him strangely from the corner of his eyes.

Facing the ridicule from everyone, Ye Yun was too lazy to look at it, let alone pay attention to it. He just smiled and said to Bingyun: "From now on, it will be a little painful, so bear with it."

"Four needles under the divine palace!"

Ye Yun's expression changed, and a strong wind surged out of his whole body. His robe danced without any wind, and the silver needle in his hand made a metallic trembling sound in an instant, and it was inserted directly into the left two inches of Ye Yun's lower abdomen.

ah……!

As the needle was inserted, Bingyun's alchemy sea suddenly began to boil, like an angry river, turning up huge waves. The endless energy turned into balls of monstrous flames, rushing towards Bingyun's whole body.

"Five needles to lower Guanyuan!"

"Six needles lower the middle pole!"

"Seven needles lower the curved bone!"

The further you go down to the back, the faster the needles fall from Ye Yun, which makes people feel dizzy.

There is nothing that can be done about it. This is the case for this set of 'Nine Needles Against Heaven'. The more the needle is inserted, the more it ends, and the expanded zhenqi in the patient's body becomes thicker, which naturally requires Ye Yun's technique to be faster and faster.

As the seventh needle fell, Ye Yun's whole body had become frighteningly weak. His black hair had turned completely white, he was sweating constantly, and his skin was still sagging...

Now he does not look like a young man in his twenties, but like an old man in his seventies or eighties.

"Ye Yun, I beg you, don't miss the last stitch..."

Seeing Ye Yun's physical condition at this time, Bingyun was simply anxious. She tried to persuade Ye Yun, but it had no effect at all.

Even the people watching on the sidelines were frightened after seeing what happened to Ye Yun.

"Eight needles lower the life gate!"
Chapter completed!