Chapter eight hundred and seventieth: From now on, your life is up to me and not up to you(2/2)
The whale, which was already slightly weaker, could not withstand the attack of the white tiger.
Three seconds later, it was hit by the White Tiger Divine Fist until it exploded.
The Saint of Guangling in the deep pit suffered a backlash and spat out a mouthful of blood with a loud sound.
"Exquisite bracelet!"
The Saint of Guangling gritted her teeth and activated the exquisite bracelet.
Immediately, the exquisite bracelet turned into a silver light and went straight towards Xiao Changfeng.
As long as Xiao Changfeng is imprisoned, all this will be in crisis.
It’s solved easily!
"Here comes the sword!"
Xiao Changfeng activated the Void Flying Sword without hesitation.
The exquisite bracelet is not an offensive sacred weapon.
Under the flying sword in the void, he suffered setbacks one after another.
to the end.
He was cut down by a sword and fell to the ground.
"puff!"
But this time, the Saintess of Guangling spurted out even more blood.
There are even tiny pieces of internal organs mixed in.
The martial soul was injured and the sacred weapon was lost.
At this time, the Saint of Guangling had already used all her cards.
However, Xiao Changfeng was unscathed.
This made the Saint of Guangling despair.
"You shouldn't, you shouldn't, you shouldn't provoke me."
Xiao Changfeng landed next to the Saint of Guangling and looked down from above.
His pupils were indifferent.
It gave the Saint of Guangling a chill in her heart.
"Xiao Changfeng, you can't kill me. I am a saint from the Baixing Sect. If you kill me, the Baixing Sect will definitely not let you go."
The Saint of Guangling spoke eagerly, wanting to use the Baixing Sect to oppress Xiao Changfeng.
"You have already offended the Northern Tang Sect. If you offend our Baixing Sect again, even the Alchemist Association will not be able to protect you."
Facing the critical moment of life and death, the Saint of Guangling's mind was as clear as ever.
The brain is running at high speed and thinking crazily, while constantly speaking.
At this time.
The roles of both parties are reversed.
Xiao Changfeng became Daozu.
The Saint of Guangling is fish meat.
Snap!
The words of Saint Guangling are not over yet.
Xiao Changfeng directly raised his hand and slapped her.
"In the eyes of others, you are an unattainable saint, but in my eyes, you are just an ant."
Xiao Changfeng spoke calmly, his voice neither fast nor slow.
And at this time.
Saintess Guangling looked angry.
Her beautiful face had five finger prints on one side of her face.
This slap was extremely cruel to Xiao Changfan.
The Saintess of Guangling was trembling. No one had ever beaten her like this since she was a child.
"How dare you hit me!"
The Saint of Guangling has beautiful eyes that spit fire.
Snap!
Xiao Changfeng raised his hand again, and the second slap fell.
On the other side of Guangling Saint, there was also a five-finger palm print left.
This moment.
The Saint of Guangling gritted her teeth and stared at Xiao Changfeng.
But he didn't dare to say anything anymore.
But Xiao Changfeng did not let her go just like that.
Whoosh!
With a finger, the Tao seed formed by the condensed spiritual consciousness and magic power sank directly into the forehead of the Saint of Guangling.
Chapter completed!