Chapter 319: Test the blood shadow (2/2)
A 6-refined treasure body appeared, reaching a height of a hundred meters, and the huge palm of his hand immediately destroyed the cliff.
Boom boom boom.
The other King Wu also used King Wu's battle body one after another, and the cliff was instantly destroyed, and the aura of destruction suddenly soared to the apex.
"I fainted, it seems that it is gone!"
Below, Bai Xiaofeng said to Xiao Chao, then flew directly towards the masked young master, and at the same time took out a snow-white disciple.
This disciple looks the same, but it is no longer the Snowbone Silver Flute, and it is a rebuilt king weapon.
Taking out the weapon, Bai Xiaofeng also began to play. While the music sounded, Zhen Qi was centered on his body, thinking about spreading out in all directions, turning into a terrifying cold current, and the surrounding world turned into a world of ice and snow. Snow flakes fell, but like a special hidden weapon, they split everyone's bodies.
Chi Chi Chi.
The clothes of the young master of the mask and the saint child were instantly cut apart, but the young master was wearing a special armor, and the mask was also very special, but it was not damaged.
The 2nd and 3rd level Wu Zong who protected the saint child from the godsend sacred teachings, freeze to death on the spot.
"It turns out that this young master is just Wu Zong!"
Bai Xiaofeng was completely relieved.
"Shit!" Bai Lingyue also rushed out from the side, and slammed towards the Saint Son.
"Snowbone Silver Flute Bai Xiaofeng, a person from the Holy Court!"
"Young Master, go quickly, I will block them!"
The four martial arts of the Huitian League.
Young Master Mask didn't mean to stay at all, he turned around and left.
"Huh, are you the young master of the League of Heaven? Dare to touch the old man's daughter, and even send someone to kill me. Today, you will have no return!"
Bai Xiaofeng wanted to catch up, but a huge Wu Wang from the Hui Tian League forced his way out, blocking Bai Xiaofeng's path.
Although Bai Xiaofeng was blocked, what he was good at was sonic power. He didn't need to get close at all, and he could attack using the rhythm.
His music was blown, and only a sound wave rushed out and turned into a terrifying cold current, hitting the young master of the mask, and immediately frozen his back, and then with the help of his friends, he successfully rushed through. Past.
Kaka.
The young master of the mask is Wu Zong, but his strength is also very strong. After being continuously attacked by King Wu, he can actually hold it, and then fled again.
"I want to run!"
Bai Xiaofeng chased her.
"Stop hurting my young master!"
The 4 Wu Kings of the Huitian League roared, and the opponents they abandoned, chased after them.
Bai Xiaofeng's companions also chased after him.
10 people on both sides, constantly attacking, you chase me, and gradually go away.
On the cliff, only Bai Lingyue and Shengzi fought together and had the absolute upper hand.
It has been a long story, but in fact all this is just a few breaths of effort. At this moment, Xiao Chao is still standing at the door of Shengjiao.
He glanced at the saint son who fought with Bai Lingyue, and was even more sure that that person was not Sun Wenbin.
"It must be here!"
Xiao Chao looked at the fallen crowd ~www.novelhall.com~ and then opened the video, identified them one by one, and watched them.
The recording time is not long, only a few seconds.
Xiao Chao watched it seven or eight times and finally determined his goal.
Among the crowd, although an old man fell to the ground, it was obviously lagging behind for a moment, and he subconsciously glanced at the place where Xiao Chao was hiding before fainting.
"The acting is still a bit worse!"
Xiao Chao smiled slightly, then came out of the grass, and then walked towards the door, as if going in through the door.
But when he just walked near the Blood Shadow Heir, Sun Wenbin turned into a **** hand and took the lead to grab Xiao Chao.
"You can see it through?"
Xiao Chao showed a look of surprise, and then withdrew, not daring to touch the blood.
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