Chapter 176 (1/2)
”Ha ha.”
Du Xiang sneered and stared at Wang Huan with cold eyes. He said indifferently, ”it's not easy for the wild species born of traitors to live. It's better to make less trouble.”
Hearing this, Wang Huan hardly felt anything. He just stared at Du Xiang and said with a smile, ”thank you for reminding elder Du Xiang.”
After saying that, Wang Huan came forward, carried Su Ling on his shoulder and walked outside the sword tower.
But!
Just as Wang Huan was carrying Su Ling and had just reached the exit on the second floor, a dull and violent cough suddenly sounded.
Almost at the same moment, all the people on the second floor looked at Wang Huan's shoulder.
”No, he's not dead! He, he's not dead.”
At this time, someone had already been shocked to the extreme and said vaguely.
”That's right! I did hear his cough just now. He must not be dead.”
Someone shouted.
”It's unimaginable, it's unimaginable. The palm just now, but the broken empty split Yang palm, is the heaven level skill practiced by elder Du Xiang. It's completely his strongest palm. How can it be impossible to kill a five heavy warrior in the yuan martial arts realm?”
Some people were surprised, and their eyes were full of incredible color, which shocked them.
At the moment, even Du Xiang felt incredible.
Du Xiang's eyes were very gloomy. He stared coldly at Wang Huan who came to the exit and said in a cruel voice, ”Damn it! Put that guy down! He must die today.”
Hearing this, Wang Huan naturally couldn't throw Su Ling down. He stepped forward quickly and wanted to rush out with Su Ling.
However, before Wang Huan took a step, he was locked in by the pressure emitted by Du Xiang, and the whole person was unable to move.
”It's so painful. It's so painful. I almost killed me.”
Su Ling was in great pain. He woke up from syncope, coughed heavily and vomited blood from his mouth.
”Brother Wang, why are you carrying me?”
Su Ling opened her eyes. The fundus of her eyes was full of blood. Her face was scary and white. She was curious.
“……”
Wang Huan immediately looked speechless.
At this time, Du Xiang came and said indifferently, ”I didn't expect that you didn't die?”
”You're not dead. How can I be willing to die?”
Su Ling came down from Wang Huan's shoulder, stared at Du Xiang coldly and said sarcastically, ”the elder of the king's sword Pavilion, the strong man in the martial arts, can't even kill me. Is it too embarrassing if it's spread?”
”Ha ha.”
Hearing this, Du Xiang immediately felt pale. As Su Ling just said, he had used two palms and even heaven level skill. But even so, he still couldn't kill Su Ling. He just made Su Ling seriously injured and dying.
But Su Ling, after all, is not dead. As long as he is not dead, the two palms of Du Xiang just now have not reached their power!
”The third palm will kill you!”
Du Xiang stared at Su Ling coldly and said indifferently, ”broken air split Yang palm!” this palm is still powerful. He is confident that he can definitely kill Su Ling.