Chapter 1732: The Gate of Nine Yin (1/2)

”You be da’s voice was iic whip appeared in her hand, and she snaked it out at Huang Xiaolong in an apt wrist flick

Infused by Yang Jing’s Godforce, the on that breathed toxic green corpse qi Huang Xiaolong could son even before it reached him

This foul stench seemed to be the combination of corpse qi and poisonous qi that could te was a peak late-Sixth Order Heavenly Monarch Realht

A light flickered in the depths of Huang Xiaolong’s eyes watching her He slightly shi+fted his footing as if it was the ’s ithout any suspense

The whip struck the ground where Huang Xiaolong stood a o The entire Giant Wolf Peak tre cracks ran across the ground surface

When Luo Hao had chosen the Giant Wolf Peak as his cultivation palace’s location, he had strengthened theJing had dealt the peak a great extent of daine the force she had exerted

Yang Jing was stunned, seeing Huang Xiaolong had dodged her whip In her opinion, her attack should have al’s body, but the result was contrary to her i's composure returned al whip in her hand struck out again The de

This tiic whip cut across space, evoking boo shi+fted his foot again, easily dodging Yang Jing’s second attack

Yang Jing’s expression sank with displeasure, but the long ain—one strike after another, one whiplash stronger than the previous one

Sounds of airblasts rang endlessly

The entire Giant Wolf Peak quaked and swayed

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In a short ti over a dozen ti whip

After es vanished as Huang Xiaolong’s hand fir Xiaolong’s indifferent expression had turned icy as he looked at Yang Jing and said, “I’ain, don’t bla with anger inwardly as more than a dozen attacks fro’s robe To top it off, Huang Xiaolong’s words infuriated her even further She sneered with disdain, “Letto be rude to me” Then, she exerted more force in her wrist as she tried to pull out her whip fro realized that she couldn’t get her whip out of Huang Xiaolong’s hand

In the next second, an overpowering brute force rushed at her fro’s eyes widened in shock A sharp pain jolted up her ar whip fell to the ground while she staggered back several steps The momentary collision with the brute force had reversed her blood flow

Yang Jing’s face darkened as she stared fixedly at Huang Xiaolong This Luo Haoer than me?

With her talent and current cultivation at the peak late-Sixth Order Heavenly Monarch, her battle strength was higher than the average sa’s long whip far away to the side and spoke coldly, “Leave now” If he was not worried about exposing his identity, he would have burst this little wench like a bubble with a finger

Huang Xiaolong’s eyes furtively swept over Yang Jing’s boso wasjust now, her boso whip, bedazzling others’ gazes

Yang Jing was outraged, seeing Huang Xiaolong throw her long whip to the side Further at her chest, she was incensed, and her violent killing intent surged

“You’re so dead!”