Chapter 313: Ghost King Sutra (1/2)
Chapter 313: Ghost King Sutra
Seeing that Sun Haoran too persuaded hi shook his head, secretly thinking, ‘As a man, what is fear, and what is there to be afraid of?’ He wasn't even afraid of Deities Templar, would he bow to aXiaolong being silent, he i feared the City of Myriad Gods’ power and prepared to retreat and he couldn’t resist s, “This friend could see the truth and htest road…” His words trailed off here, his greedy eyes shi+fted towards the White Ganoderesture
But when his hand ales rained down once again This time, the power of destruction surpassed the last attack, scaring Wu Zhang and causing hi Pal retreated again and again until he was several hundred , a film of sweat trickled down his forehead
“You!” His expression distorted glowering at Huang Xiaolong
Huang Xiaolong jeered, “Preservation before principle? When did I tell you that I’’s eyes, “Friend really isn’t afraid that the fa to would perish in calamity due to your folly?”
“That depends if your City of Myriad Gods has the capability” Throwing that sentence, Huang Xiaolong no longer bothered to exchangedown a thousand zhang long golden black halberd light space shook as the long halberd pierced through the air, arriving instantaneously in front of Wu Zhang
The abrupt change on Step!”
Without a second thought, Wu Zhang leaped high up fro the thousand zhang golden-black halberd light A boo back, he saw that the palace building structure behind hi down to the sides, extending past the structure, dust and sand obscured the view
Wu Zhang face was ashen watching the result, fortunately, he h, otherwise, he’d be split in two
While Wu Zhang was still iht cast over hi on hi halberd executed another attack Blinding halberd lights shot straight at hi bellowed His pal doards Huang Xiaolong
Two blood-cries, shock waves and explosions reverberated in the air
The powerful iht fleards hiht flash, and the next thing he knew, bursts of pain came from his chest area
He stared dazedly at his own torso where a halberd was sticking to his chest, penetrating hi out fro’s expression was cold as he pulled out the Eround
Blood fell like rain to the ground fro plummeted
Sun Haoran was bewildered as he watched Wu Zhang falling fro was at the end of his rope, his life not far froth, he was a peak of half-Saint, the City of Myriad Gods’ Castellan’s second disciple For centuries, there had never been an opponent that h to be a rival
But now, Wu Zhang actually died in the hands of a peak late-Xiantian Tenth Order? Moreover, it was only auntil the end, Wu Zhang never had a chance to resist
While these thoughts ran past Sun Haoran’s et up slowly Eyes filled with veno, his hoarse voice sounded:“Youwillregret this!”
“I’aze directed at Wu Zhang