Chapter 1408 - Second Clash (1/2)
Chapter 1408: Second Clash
Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
Whoosh!+
Han Qiu twisted her wrist and power of darkness surged out of her paluely see a saint srapped in the dark power
Flashi+ng, Han Qiu flew to Huang Yanchen like a ghostly spirit and cut doith her sword
Huang Yanchen didn’t dodge Her blue eyes stared unblinkingly at Zhang Ruochen
Martial Saint Canglan was standing nearby Just as Huang Yanchen was going to die under Han Qiu’s sword, her eyes glinted and she grabbed the Fengtian Sword, leaving a trail of fiery light behind
She grasped the sword hilt with both hands and cut down fiercely, clashi+ng with Han Qiu’s saint sword
There was a bootian Sword, sending Han Qiu flying back
A thin line of blood appeared on Huang Yanchen’s snohite neck A drop of blood flowed out That was an injury caused by the sword Qi from Han Qiu’s sword
It could be said that if Martial Saint Canglan had been an instant slower, Huang Yanchen’s head would have fallen to the ground
Martial Saint Canglan stood before Huang Yanchen Grasping both swords, she uttered, “Zhang Ruochen, are you still the faithful and affectionate Zhang Ruochen fro Mansion and Fire Tribe and cliry If you’re furious and have a belief, I wouldn’t say those lofty words even if thousands of innocent hus in the world Living is the est is the truth
“But Huang Yanchen is your wife One year ago, if she hadn’t risked her life to save you outside Ziwei Palace, you would’ve died in the empress’ hands Otherwise, why do you think the empress let you, the Sacred Crown Prince, leave? Do you really think the empress doesn’t know the secrets of the Sacred followers? But now you want to kill her? Are you even aRuochen said indifferently
“You…”
Martial Saint Canglan widened her pretty eyes and revealed ts of white teeth
Huang Yanchen walked back to Zhang Ruochen Her entire aura was different and her eyes had sharpened “Sister Canglan, you shouldn’t get involved in our conflict”
Han Qiu sneered “Good! Great! Last tion Void World, I lost to you and it pained me This time, you won’t be so lucky!”
Han Qiu’s body dissolved into a ten-foot-wide black hole Powerful devouring force burst from inside the hole
The six Demonic Sect disciples closest to Han Qiu were pulled into the black hole without warning They cried out painfully and struggled, trying to escape
Boom, boom
The six disciples exploded into dust
“This is…the power of darkness… Retreat!”
The other cultivators were all terrified They all retreated into the distance, afraid that they would be pulled inside the black hole
A Confucius Saint King froon Pavilion tossed a saint book out
Hundreds of thousands of words flew out of the book They for Yanchen
Clearly, the Confucius Saint King didn’t want their battle to affect the cultivators outside
The Saint Lady looked at the thousands of words floating in the square and then at the Confucius Saint King with the starry lan retreated to the Saint Lady’s side Still furious, she said, “How coain so,” the Saint Lady said “If you lose so”
“What are you saying?” Martial Saint Canglan asked
“Nothing,” the Saint Lady said “I just want to tell you that everyone changes Sometimes, it’s because of the environment Sometimes it’s because of time, and sometimes it’s forced”
“You Confucius Way cultivators are just so dra in circles and riddles Is that fun?”