Chapter 142 (1/2)

Voice just fell, her palm suddenly gathered a wind blade, toward He Xi mercilessly chopped past.

This time, she used 10% of the power of her attack, without any reservation. She vowed to fight to be blamed by the master and son, and to kill the bitch on the spot.

”Zhuque can't -!” White tiger sends out a exclamation, the palm immediately condenses the energy mask, wants to save He Xi, but, Zhu que is nearer to He Xi, he does not check for a while, seeing is too late to rescue, cannot help but change his face.

Wind blade whistling, rolling dust, like wrapped in thousands of sword meaning to hit the river.

He Xi looks at the blade calmly, neither retreating nor avoiding. Instead, he slowly raises a sarcastic smile at the corner of his mouth.

When the wind blade almost rushed in front of her, He Xi suddenly raised her hand, only to see that she had a white bone whip in her hand.

Bone whip gently raised, a moment, golden blue light flickering, even blinking between say wind blade split into two.

The blade of the wind roared past her, raising soft black hair, and finally disappeared without trace. He Xi, standing in the middle of the storm, looked at Zhuque ironically, but He Xi was unharmed.

The white tiger opened his mouth wide and his face was shocked.

Young girl Tingting stands in the sun, her skin is as white as snow, her eyes are like bright and introverted gemstones, and her facial features are as delicate as a goddess landing on earth. There is no fluctuation of the power around her, but at the moment when she just released her hand, the white tiger clearly felt the fluctuation of the power.

Moreover, the property of the fluctuation of the spirit power is not the single spirit root of the golden wood, water and fire, nor the common variant spirit root, which has never been seen by the white tiger What's going on?