Chapter 1117 (1/2)
The giants on both sides scattered and fell into the crowd.
The fight is over!
However, the power of true saints in their whole body has not yet dissipated, and the weaker people are not close at all. Only a group of elders can get close to them.
”Palace master, are you ok?”
Several people rushed to the past, holding the master of the Yi sword heaven palace, anxiously asked.
The white night also relied on the past, the fierce power of the true saint hit him like a big hand, so terrible.
He examined the Lord of the heavenly palace, but he saw that every inch of flesh and blood all over his body contained an indescribable meaning.
Is this the power of true saints? It's incredible.
”I'm fine. I don't have to worry about it!” The master of the heavenly palace took a deep breath and gave a faint smile, pushing away the people who wanted to help him.
When people looked up, they were relieved to see that the Lord of the heavenly palace was in a good mood and seemed to have no problem.
However, the situation is quite different from that of Qingdao Zhensheng.
He breathed wildly, his face turned red, and his whole body was covered with ferocious sword marks, like worms, crawling all over his body, making his scalp numb.
Qingdao is really holy and miserable, but it is very surprising that the masters of Qing family are flustered one by one.
What do you think of it? It seems that the real saint of Qingdao can't hold on?
If Qing Dao is really holy, the Qing family will be finished.
”Lord Qingdao! It seems that you, the elder, are not so good either The head of the heavenly palace raised his mouth and said faintly.
”Don't think Ben Sheng doesn't know that your current situation is not so good. Why do you have to support yourself?” Qingdao Zhensheng snorted while gasping.
The Lord of the heavenly palace still smiles, but does not speak.
”Today's World War I, Ben Sheng has learned! Ruyue Zun sword is worthy of that apprentice, when the two words of respect sword, Qingdao admire! Since Qing Dao can't help you, the death of the child, let it go! From now on, my family will have nothing to do with Yijian Tiangong, and I will not contact with each other when I am old! Farewell Qing Dao really Saint swallow a few pills, light said, spin son directly shake hands to leave.
Qing's family also left in a hurry, hardly saying hello.
Seeing this, the elders of Yijian heavenly palace looked at each other with astonishment.
”The people of the Qing family just left?” The three elders said in a deep voice.
”They are in a hurry! It is said that this matter should be abandoned. What is the matter? Is this really what Qingren said? ” Gongsun mujiao couldn't help saying.
”It seems that Qingdao Zhensheng knew that he couldn't take our sword, so he gave up!” The wind does not Ling the light road.
When people heard the sound, they were relieved and a faint smile appeared on their faces.
Qingdao Zhensheng was dismissed, and he was at peace.
However, the Lord of the heavenly palace did not show much joy. On the contrary, he was worried and his face was extremely ugly. When he was about to return to the heavenly palace, his face suddenly turned white and his chest fluctuated. He suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood and almost collapsed.
The people around him were shocked, and a group of elders quickly helped the Lord of the heavenly palace.
”Palace master!! Palace master
”Palace master!! What's the matter with you? ”
”The palace master is injured?”
”Come on, come on, take the pills quickly, and prepare the array to heal the palace master's wounds!”
Panic calls spread.