Chapter nine hundred and ninety seventh woman's hatred(2/2)
And Zhao Jingjing was in front of them in the blink of an eye.
At the same time, behind Zhao Jingjing, a huge white elephant emerged.
This is a trend that only masters in the thunder tribulation stage can emerge!
Their powerful vitality leaks out invisibly, and naturally forms a momentum in the air based on their own energy attributes!
Under the pressure of that force, Zixia Cave Master and Ye Wuchang actually felt a tremor coming from their souls.
This blow is absolutely extraordinary!
There seemed to be a voice howling in their ears.
Hurry, hide, hide, or you will die if you don't hide!
But the dignity of being the master of a sect made them go against the judgment given to them by their souls.
"boom!"
With that huge momentum, Zhao Jingjing's punch finally landed.
This punch impacted the purple light cone of Zixia Cave Master, directly defeating those sharp thorns.
The first one to collapse was Ye Wuchang.
His chest was dented, looking very weird and terrifying.
And a huge ball of white light burst out from his back, and even hit the Zixia Cave Master.
The Master of Zixia Cave immediately flew out, his whole body still spinning, breaking more than a dozen stone pillars erected in the square, and then landed on the mountain peak in the distance, blasting a mountain in the middle.
Huge hole.
Smoke and dust billowed.
The situation at night is even more terrifying.
A bloody hole opened directly in his chest.
The blood hole on the chest is only the size of a fist, while the blood hole on the back is almost as big as the entire back!
Blood is shed like money.
All the people from the Qinghong Wuji Gang were so frightened that they stood blankly on the spot.
Their leader was beaten to death?
This, this is incredible!
That's the leader!
"It seems like there is still breath left."
Zhao Jingjing withdrew the bloody punch and couldn't help but said, "I'll give you another punch and let you go straight to bliss."
With that said, she was about to punch Ye Wuchang again.
"Amitabha! Female donor, you can stop now!"
At this moment, Master Shitian of Baotai Temple in Songshan finally took action. The old monk, who had lived for unknown years, stretched out his hand, made a golden palm print, and flew towards Zhao Jingjing.
"The Dragon King spits beads!"
Zhao Jingjing turned around quickly and pushed out with both hands.
The white air column and the palm print collided together. After all, Zhao Jingjing was a great practitioner in the Thunder Tribulation Stage, and he quickly broke through the golden palm print.
And at this moment, the dying Ye Wuchang was rescued by people from other sects.
"What, are you going to run away if you can't beat me?"
Zhao Jingjing said disdainfully, "After all, they are a group of so-called noble people. They really have no shame."
"Amitabha."
Master Shi Tian hurriedly recited a Buddha's name, "The female donor's words are wrong. As the saying goes, forgive others when you can. The female donor has already won, so why bother to force him to take his life?"
"You, the great monk, are quite interesting."
Zhao Jingjing laughed, "When they wanted to kill me just now, why didn't they look at you and say a few words for me?"
"The female donor was joking."
Master Shi Tian clasped his hands together and said, "The female donor has a cultivation level in the Thunder Tribulation period. Even if they try their best, they cannot be your opponent, the female donor. As expected of the venerable Rakshasa sect, with this advanced cultivation level,
It’s really admirable.”
"The great monk was joking, I have nothing to be admired for."
Zhao Jingjing has been with Qin Chao for a long time and has become a bit sharp-tongued, "I'm just a weak woman. I only know that two against one is bullying. I didn't expect that I would be beaten down and accused of bullying the weak."
"
"Amitabha, so good, so good..."
Master Shitian didn't know what to say, so he could only recite the name of the Buddha.
"The Rakshasa Sect really does have some abilities."
Seeing the situation, Dongfang Ying ignored them. After seeing some of the power of the Rakshasa Sect, many decent sects wanted to retreat. They quickly spoke again, "You must have killed us famous sects with this ability."
Those decent disciples, please pity them."
"Do you still want to continue to pour dirty water on me?"
Qin Chao watched the commotion for a long time and finally said, "If you want to beat me, you don't have to make so many excuses. I really don't think much of you hypocritical defenders."
Qin Chao's arrogant words immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of many cultivators.
"Let's attack in groups!"
"There is no need to talk about morality if you are a heretic with evil spirits!"
"Kill them, kill them!"
But even though these people were shouting for joy, none of them came forward and actually took action.
Qin Chao seemed to have expected it a long time ago, looking at Dongfang Ying with a sneer.
But at this moment, a woman's roar suddenly came from the sky.
Chapter completed!