Chapter 1248 - Chapter 1248: Healing (1) (1/2)

Chapter 1248: Healing (1)

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It’s done?

Xu Qi ‘an was overjoyed. He paid attention to the movement above his head as he swept toward Miao Youfang.

Although he had full confidence in Luo Yuheng, he still had to consider the unexpected. If the state preceptor was no match for the Buddhist Arhat because of his ” sorrowful ” personality, he would have to be careful.

Or the Arhat had other trump cards and could win against the Imperial advisor with the home advantage. These were all possible.

In that case, Miao Youfang was his main focus now, and killing Ji Xuan and the others was secondary.

Obviously, Xu yinluo’s enemies were not stupid. While they were paying attention to the movement in the air, they quickly gathered when Xu Qi ‘an was approaching Miao Youfang.

The White Tiger transformed into its true form, which was twenty feet long. It picked up Xu yuanshuang and Xu yuanhuai and put them on its back. Its right forelimb was broken, and it looked particularly miserable.

Liu Hongmian supported the heavily injured Ji Xuan and leaned over, throwing him onto the Tiger’s back.

Even though all parties were taking action, they still paid some attention to the Golden alms bowl.

Even Ji Xuan, who was seriously injured, could not care about absorbing Qi to heal his injuries as he stared at the sky.

The rest of the people also treated the emotionless Arhat as their last hope.

“Kacha!”

Suddenly, a crack appeared in The Golden Bowl, and spider web-like cracks spread all over The Golden Bowl.

Then, under the horrified gazes of the people below, the Golden alms bowl exploded with a boom.

Three figures fell from it. They were Luo Yuheng, who was covered in blood, the trembling Saint, and the emotionless Arhat.

At this moment, Arhat du Qing had a blood-stained iron sword stuck in his Baihui acupoint. Half of it was buried in his head, and the other half was exposed.

His expression was dispirited, his hands were pressed together, his eyes were closed, and he was motionless.

Jingxin’s eyes were about to pop out.

Monk Jingyuan’s face was covered in two lines of blood as he ‘looked’ in their direction.

“The Arhat lost.”

Liu Hongmian shrieked.

The faces of qihuan danxiang, Ji Xuan, jiaoye and the others were pale.

The White Tiger didn’t say a word and fled on a gust of wind. It was in a panic, like a dog that had lost its family.

“You want to leave?” Xu Qi ‘an raised his eyebrows.

He sprinted two steps and threw out the peace saber with all his might. This time, he was inspired by the pill fragrance of begging joy and used the mind manipulation method to control the peace saber, just like how he controlled sparrows and orange cats.

This way, he could ensure that the peace saber would not be affected by the heart insect of the pill fragrance of begging joy after it left his control.

In a sense, this was a form of unity between man and saber.

* Whoosh … * The shrill sound of the saber piercing through the air was deafening. The peace saber quickly caught up with The White Tiger, and the saber Qi that seemed to cut through the face made everyone’s heart tremble.

With a light “Kacha” sound, Ji Xuan crushed the teleportation jade talisman in his hand.