Chapter 2552

What did ye Xiaoqi say just now? Good people don't live long, and bad people live for thousands of years. It's true. Recalling that Zhuo Fanglin had come to heaven with a broken talisman, even Ling Chuxi was a little envious of this guy's good luck.

"Are you all right? Let's go and have a look. " Ling Chuxi said. She also heard a few women's coquetry voice, it should be Jie Feiying, judging from this voice, the two people's situation is very bad.

If she had not bothered to understand the life and death of Feiying and Zhuo Fanglin before, but earlier, for the sake of the dignity of the yuan Zong mansion, they had taken the lead for Ziyin, which made Ling Chuxi's impression on them greatly changed. It was impossible for Ling Chuxi to be helpless.

"It's OK. The pressure is suddenly much weaker. We can bear it." Ziyin was kind-hearted and set out one step ahead of Ling Chuxi.

Several people rushed forward quickly, turned a turn to untie, in front of suddenly a bright, in front of actually is a spacious stone hall, the other end of the stone hall, is the passageway exit, the dazzling white light from outside stabbed people almost can't open their eyes.

At this time, Zhuo Fanglin is waving a long sword, hard to resist the attack of a spirit beast.

This spirit beast is about a Zhang long. It is majestic and majestic. It is like a small earth bag, and its steel armor is shining with gold. Zhuo Fanglin roared, and his sword was chopped on his body again and again, but only a few shallow marks were left.

However, Zhuo Fanglin was covered with blood all over his body, and his left arm was also hanging down on his side. Obviously, he was seriously injured. The armor formed by the condensation of black gas on his body was dim and could be defeated at any time.

Ling Chuxi knew how strong the defense of Zhuo Fanglin's magic skills was. Even the sword at the peak of Xiangyun's holy rank could not do any harm to him. However, he was not able to resist the spirit beast, and his attack did not threaten the spirit beast at all.

Jie Feiying holds the long sword and swims quickly outside the spirit beast. She stabs a sword from time to time. But seeing her sword, let alone Ling Chuxi, even Ziyin and ye Xiaoqi shake their heads in secret.

This sword is so weak that I'm afraid even the weakest disciple of hanqingchi is better than her. It's almost like tickling on the spirit beast. Is Fei Ying not a saint level master? How can she be so weak? Is it an injury?

But on a closer look, although Xie Feiying has some blood on her chest, it is obvious that the wound is not serious enough to affect her ability to play. This unbearably weak sword is obviously her real strength.

Thanks to the protection of Zhuo Fanglin, she would have died hundreds of times on her own.

Thinking of three pulse big (than), Xie Feiying was frightened by Ling Chuxi and cried bitterly. Several people finally understood why. As for the fighting power, Ling Chuxi could poke several holes in her with one finger. It was strange for her to dare to fight.

They also understood why Xie Feiying hated Ling Chuxi to the bone, but she did not dare to do it herself. Every time, she let Zhuo Fanglin come out and be abused. They thought she was worried about her status as a descendant of Xie's family, so they didn't know it was completely so.

However, a saint level master, why the weak hand, they still do not understand.

"Roar..." The spirit beast roared again, raised its long tail and swept out.

Zhuo Fanglin screamed, as if swept by a steel whip, and flew out heavily. His black gas armor shield finally burst, and a mouthful of blood gushed out. Under his serious injury, he could not even say a word. Jie Feiying's face changed, and she protected him with her sword.

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