1733: C1733 Completely Crushed

C1733 Completely Crushed

"Do you think I'll believe you again?" The white-robed priest frowned and said word by word.

"Didn't I just say I forgot..." Dongfang Xiamo smiled and immediately put the medicinal Eight Mirror at her waist back into the medicinal storage ring. She immediately spread out her hands and said, "You see... this is enough of sincerity!"

"Humph... I will not fall for it again!"

As she spoke, the white-robed priest suddenly disappeared from where he was and rushed towards Han Xiao, who was not far away from Dongfang Xiamo.

Han Xiao looked at the white-robed priest, who was rapidly approaching him, but he did not move. It was as if he treated the priest as air.

However, just as the white-robed priest was about to succeed, she turned around and attacked Dongfang Xiamo.

The white-robed priest had already witnessed Han Xiao's terrifying defense and naturally would not do anything useless. Her real target was still Dongfang Xiamo, who did not have the protection of the Eight Mirror.

"Humph! I didn't expect it, did I?! Go to hell..."

The white-robed priest's extremely fast and accurate sword cut his throat, but he didn't feel anything real.

This feeling was as if what he stabbed wasn't a real person, but an illusory figure...

"Hehehe... You can't fool me with your little tricks..."

A bell-like laughter came from somewhere. It was Dongfang Xiamo's voice.

The shadow in front of the white-robed priest gradually turned into nothingness and dissipated. A strong sense of danger suddenly surged into his heart.

"Swoosh!"

A rapidly spinning Netherheaven Blade of the Night sickle appeared behind the white-robed priest without any warning. The powerful whirlwind startled him.

The white-robed priest subconsciously dodged to the side, but the incomparably sharp blade grazed past her face. A wisp of blood slid down her neck.

The white-robed priest touched the shocking wound on her face and suddenly retreated. Immediately, he observed his surroundings with a vigilant expression. However, he did not discover Dongfang Xiamo's figure at all.

Dongfang Xiamo seemed to have evaporated into thin air and could not find any trace at all. Especially when the dark clouds were covering the sky, it was even more impossible to detect it.

"Gulp..."

At this moment, the white-robed priest felt as if he was walking on the edge of a blade. If he was not careful, he would be beheaded!

She could not bear the immense pressure. The cold sweat on her forehead was blurring her vision...

The white-robed priest finally understood that Feng Yixiu wasn't the only monster in this group of people.

Boom!

Han Xiao sent several blood spirit masters flying with a punch, then rushed towards the white-robed priest.

"I'm sorry, we don't have much time left. Let's send you to the west now!" The corner of Han Xiao's mouth rose slightly as he shouted.

The white-robed priest looked at Han Xiao, who was rushing toward him like a cannonball, and his pupils shrank.

"Crackle..."

The lightning on the demon weapon let out a deafening thunder, and then the white-robed priest prepared to distance himself.

"Hmph... Do you want to distance yourself? I won't give you this chance!"

Han Xiao punched the ground hard. The heavy force caused the ground to collapse. The white-robed priest, who could not be seen clearly, suddenly slowed down.

Han Xiao's punch just now had used an extremely powerful gravity suppression. With the Black Turtle imprint activated, the range and effect had increased by several times.0

In an instant, the white-robed priest felt as if his four limbs had been filled with lead, and his movements became extremely slow.

"Boulder Grip!"

Han Xiao punched the ground again. Before the white-robed priest could land, a huge palm suddenly formed on the ground beneath her.

The palm instantly grabbed the white-robed priest's legs, making it impossible for her to escape.

"Swish!"

An extremely fast black light flashed, and a fine line of blood appeared on the white-robed priest's neck. Her pupils also suddenly lost their light.

Dongfang Xiamo gradually withdrew from the shadow mode. A black shadow gradually appeared on the ground, and the Netherheaven Blade of the Night scythe in her hand was stained with some blood. It continued to drip down...

Three seconds later, the white-robed priest's head slowly slid down. It could be seen how sharp the Netherheaven Blade of the Night Sickle was. It was simply appalling.

"Now that the only troublesome existence has disappeared, it's your turn now..." The Netherheaven Blade of the Night Sickle in Dongfang Xiamo's hand changed its form once again and instantly turned into a snow-white White Tiger Saint Sickle.

In an instant, the few blood spirit master elites that were left were all in complete despair. They had lost their backbone and became a pile of loose sand.

In less than half a minute, there was no longer a single standing blood spirit master in the Frost Cage. Over a thousand elite blood spirit masters were completely wiped out!

"Rumble..."

In an instant, a loud noise came from the distant sky. A large group of people rushed over like dark clouds covering the sun.

The leader was the head of the North West Division. Feng Yixiu had met him once before, his name was Luo Feng, he was a peak Eighth Level battle spirit sovereign.

Feng Yixiu slowly opened his eyes and looked into the distance. When he saw that the leader was Luo Feng, he smiled.

It seemed like Marshal Murong was very worried about his safety, otherwise he wouldn't have sent the head of Inspection Department to help him when he needed manpower...

Luo Feng saw the scene from thousands of meters away, the corpses of thousands of blood spirit masters scattered all over the place, and the ones still standing were the four people he was familiar with.

And these four people looked completely unharmed. This meant that with just the four of them, over a thousand elite blood spirit masters had been slaughtered. Among them were the two Eighth Level Blood Spirit Sovereigns!

Not only was Luo Feng, who was known for being calm, shocked, but the thousands of Inspection Department warriors behind him were all completely dumbfounded...

Was this really something that a person who hadn't graduated from a high school could do?

They were only level 7 battle spirit sovereign!

"This... What's going on? Didn't they say that there were two Eighth Level Blood Spirit Sovereigns and over a thousand elite blood spirit masters?" Luo Feng quickly flew to Feng Yixiu's side, his face full of shock.

Luo Feng received the order and rushed over to provide support. He thought that he would face a tough battle, but he didn't think that he was superfluous.

Feng Yixiu smiled and said softly, "Minister Luo, I didn't expect Marshal Murong to send you here. I told you not to come. I'm sorry for making you come here for nothing. "

Luo Feng scanned the battlefield, and immediately locked his gaze on the two priests. The priest badges on their waists couldn't be faked, so he was sure that these two were genuine Eighth Level battle spirit sovereign.

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