Chapter 1734： Completely crushed

"Do you think I will believe you again?" The priest in white frowned and said every word.

"I just said that I forgot..." At the end of Dongfang Xia, he smiled slightly, Xuan, even if he really took the Yata mirror on his waist back into the storage, immediately spread his hand and said: "Look... this is enough. Be sincere!"

"Huh...I won't be fooled anymore!"

While speaking, the priest in white suddenly disappeared in place, and Xuan even rushed towards Han Xiao, who was not far from the end of Dongfang Xia.

Han Xiao looked at the priest in white who was rapidly approaching him, but he was indifferent, as if he was treating it as air.

But just when the priest in white was about to succeed, she turned around unexpectedly, and even attacked towards the end of the Eastern Summer.

The priest in white has already seen Han Xiao's terrifying defensive power, so naturally she will not do useless work, and her real goal is still the end of summer in the East without the protection of Yata Mirror!

"Huh! I didn't expect it! Go to death for me..."

I saw the white priest's sword closing the throat with one sword and one accurate sword, but there was no real touch.

This kind of feeling is as if what I stabbed was not a real person, but an illusory shadow...

"Ha ha ha... this kind of tricky tricks can't deceive me..."

I don't know where there was a silver bell-like laughter, which was the sound of the late Eastern summer.

The phantom in front of the priest in white gradually turned into nothingness and disappeared, and a strong sense of crisis suddenly surged into his heart.

"Huh!"

A fast-rotating Tianming Slashing Night Scythe appeared behind the priest in white without warning, and the strong whirlwind shocked his heart.

The priest in white dodged subconsciously, but the extremely sharp blade swept across her face, and a touch of blood slid down her neck.

I saw the priest in white rubbing the shocking wound on his face and violently retreating a distance away. Even though Xuan looked vigilantly watching the surroundings, he didn't find any figure in the end of Eastern Summer.

At the end of the Eastern Summer, it was as if the world had evaporated, and there was no trace at all, especially when the dark clouds covered the sun.

"Guru..."

At this moment, the priest in white only felt that he seemed to be walking on the blade, and one would be beheaded if he didn't pay attention!

This kind of huge pressure made her a little unbearable, and the cold sweat on her forehead was blurring her vision...

Now the priest in white finally understands a truth, this group of people is not only the wind but also a monster!

"boom!"

I saw Han Xiao slamming the siege of several blood spirit masters with a fist, and Xuan even rushed towards the priest in white.

"Sorry, time is running out, let's send you back to the west now!" Han Xiao's mouth raised slightly and said loudly.

The priest in white looked at Han Xiao, who was rushing towards him like a cannonball, his pupils suddenly began to shrink.

"Crackling..."

The thunder erupted from the demon soldier, and the priest in white immediately prepared to move away.

"Huh...Do you want to keep your distance? I won't give you this opportunity!"

Han Xiao slammed a punch towards the ground, and the heavy force caused the ground to collapse, and the priest in white, who could not see his figure, suddenly slowed down.

Just now, Han Xiao's punch used extremely powerful gravity to suppress it. With the Xuanwu Mark turned on, the range and effect were increased several times!

In an instant, the priest in white felt that his limbs seemed to be filled with lead, and his movements became extremely slow...

"Boulder Grip!"

I saw Han Xiao bombarding the ground with a punch again. Before the white priest fell to the ground, the ground under her suddenly condensed into a huge palm!

This palm instantly grabbed the legs of the priest in white, leaving her with no possibility of escape...

"Huh!"

A black light flashed to the extreme, a thin line of blood appeared on the white priest's neck, and her pupils suddenly lost their light.

At the end of the Eastern Summer, a black shadow gradually emerged from the ground, and the Tianming Slaying Night sickle in her hand was stained with a little blood, which was still dripping...

It took three full seconds before the white priest's head slowly slipped off, showing that the sharpness of Tianming Slaying Night Scythe was simply appalling.

"Now the only troublesome existence has disappeared, now it's your turn..." The Tianming Slaying Ye Sickle in the hands of the East at the end of the summer switched forms again, instantly transforming into a white tiger holy sickle that was as white as jade.

In an instant, the few remaining elites of blood spirit masters were completely desperate, and they had lost their backbone and became a mess.

However, within half a minute, there was no standing blood spiritualist in the ice cage, and thousands of elite blood spiritualists were wiped out!

"Rumble..."

In an instant, there was a noisy sound from the distant sky, and a large force like a dark cloud covering the sun rushed towards this side.

The person headed is the head of the Northwest Wind Department, and Feng Yixiu also had a fate. His name was Luo Feng, and he was a peak eighth-level war spirit.

Feng Yixiu slowly opened his eyes and immediately glanced into the distance. When he saw that the leader of the team was Luo Feng, he also smiled.

It seems that Marshal Murong is very worried about his safety, otherwise he would not send the Minister of Wind to support him when he is in urgent need of employment...

Luo Feng saw the scene below from a few kilometers away. The bodies of thousands of blood spirit masters were scattered all over the place, but the four people he knew were still standing.

But these four people looked unscathed, which means that only four people slaughtered thousands of blood spiritist elites, including these two eighth-level blood spirit sages!

Not only Minister Luo Feng, who has always been known for his calmness, was stunned, but the thousands of wind fighters behind him were completely stupid...

Is this really something that someone who has not graduated from college can do?

They are only the seventh-level war spirits realm!

"This...what's the situation? Didn't it mean that there are two eighth-level Blood Spirit Venerables and thousands of Elite Blood Spirit Master troops?" Luo Feng quickly flew to Feng Yixiu's side with a look of surprise.

When Luo Feng received the order, he rushed to support him. He thought he would face a tough battle, but he didn't expect that he was superfluous?

Feng Yixiu smiled slightly and said softly: "Minister Luo, I didn't expect Marshal Murong to send you. I said that I won't use it anymore. I'm sorry to let you go for nothing..."

Luo Feng scanned the battlefield, and even if he fixed his eyes on the two priests, the priest tokens around their waists could not be faked, and he could be sure that the two were genuine eighth-level war spirits.

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