"From that moment on, I swore that I would make your Jiutian Holy Palace pay a heavy price for this. For the past thousand years, for this goal, I have lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests, been with wild beasts, and practiced hard.
I only hope that one day I will have enough strength to enter the Nine Heavens Holy Palace and avenge my master. Now, this opportunity has finally come." As he spoke, a powerful aura slowly spread out from his body.
Seeing this, Qiu Fengying's expression changed slightly. She took two steps forward and came to Ling Xuejiao's side, and whispered: "Holy girl, this person is extremely powerful, so let me deal with it." Ling Xuejiao bowed her head lightly.
He shook his head and said, "No need. I told you that I will resolve this matter myself. You lead the other disciples to retreat to avoid any accidental injuries." Seeing her firm attitude, Qiu Fengying immediately swallowed the words that came to her mouth. She nodded and said:
"Okay, Saint, be careful. If you really can't do it, don't be brave. Jiutian Holy Palace still needs your leadership." After saying that, she led the other disciples to retreat to the rear. At this moment, Leng, who was standing on the nearby mountain peak,
Xuan, seeing Ling Xuejiu about to fight Ma Yuanzhen, his heart suddenly rose to his throat. He turned his head and asked Abbot Yuanchen and Huijue beside him: "Two seniors, will Xuejiu be okay?
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Abbot Huijue recited 'Amitabha', shook his head slightly and said, "I don't dare to jump to conclusions. The strength of Ma Yuanzhen is really unfathomable. Even if I take action, I may not be sure to defeat him." Leng
Xuan's face changed slightly when he heard this. Master Huijue is qualified to be the abbot of Dajue Temple, and his powerful cultivation is unquestionable. Even him saying this is enough to prove the terror of Ma Yuanzhen. At this thought, his face
There was a look of worry on his face. At this time, Yuan Chen comforted him and said: "Little friend Leng, don't worry too much. The saint can become the leader of cultivating the true way, not just by talking casually, but by relying on real materials."
.Besides, even if she is really defeated by her opponent, there are still sect leaders from all the major sects. When the time comes, if she is in danger, we will help her."
After hearing this, Leng Xuan reluctantly relaxed, and then turned his gaze to the foot of the mountain. He saw a holy white light shrouding Ling Xuejiu's body, like a fairy descending to earth, awe-inspiring and inviolable. At the same time,
A strong momentum suddenly burst out and spread around. Ma Yuanzhen squinted his eyes, and a faint sneer appeared at the corner of his lips. Facing Ling Xuejiu's momentum, he did not make any move and still stood there proudly.
The tip of the fiery red sword seemed to be waiting for the opponent's attack. Ling Xuejiu let out a sweet groan, waved his hands, and two sleeves flew out immediately, like two sharp arrows, as fast as the wind, towards Ma Yuan.
Zhen attacked. At this moment, the fiery red sword at Ma Yuanzhen's feet suddenly burst out with a strong red light, condensing into a light shield in front of him, blocking the attack of the pair of sleeves.
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Seeing that the attack was blocked, Ling Xuejiu flipped the jade bowl over and the sleeves of the robe immediately changed direction, like a dancing spirit snake, spinning around Ma Yuanzhen. The sleeves of the robe were layered one after another, and after a while, it was like a cicada pupa.
Ma Yuanzhen and the fiery red sword were wrapped in it. At this moment, Ling Xuejiu was heard gently spitting out the word 'condensation'. Then, the cicada chrysalis made of the sleeve robe suddenly shrank. However,
At this moment, a beam of crimson light suddenly shot up into the sky, dazzling in the night.