"Niece Ling, just accept your fate." Wan Hong sneered and slowly raised the holy sword in his hand. Seeing Wan Hong's actions, Leng Xuan's expression suddenly changed. He wanted to rescue, but the barrier
But he and Long Lingzi were blocked outside and unable to enter.
"Fight!" Leng Xuan gritted his teeth and immediately made up his mind. The only way to solve the predicament at the moment is to use the nine-color light again. Although this will cause great damage to Xiaobao, until now,
Thinking of Ling Xuejiu's safety, his mind was completely confused and he couldn't think of any other way.
"Boy, look." Just when Leng Xuan was about to take action, Long Lingzi's voice suddenly came from his ears. Leng Xuan was slightly startled, and then turned his eyes to Wan Hong in the barrier.
The opponent stood upright in mid-air, holding the holy sword high, ready to attack at any time. But what was surprising was that Wan Hong had maintained this posture for a long time, but never made any other movements. Not only that, he also noticed that Wan Hong
There was a look of horror and fear on his face from time to time.
"What's going on?" Leng Xuan was confused.
At this time, Ling Xuejiao seemed to have noticed something was wrong with Wan Hong. She tried to get close to the other party, but when she saw that the other party had no reaction at all, she immediately raised her palms and attacked Wan Hong. To their surprise, Ling Xuejiao
The attack encountered no obstacles and landed directly on Wan Hong. With a loud bang, Wan Hong fell directly from mid-air as if he had lost control due to the impact of that force.
And the barrier that trapped Ling Xuejiu had already disappeared the moment Wan Hong was attacked.
Seeing Wan Hong's body fall heavily on the mountain, Leng Xuan and Long Ling couldn't help but look at each other, their faces full of surprise. They didn't quite understand why Wan Hong suddenly became like this.
"Let's go down and have a look." Leng Xuan said. Not long after, the three of them landed next to Wan Hong. At this time, Wan Hong was lying on the ground, motionless, his chest heaving violently, and blood could not stop flowing from him.
It flowed out of his mouth. After a moment, a golden light suddenly emerged from his body, covering his whole body. In that gorgeous golden light, pieces of holy weapons gradually appeared in the sight of Leng Xuan and the others.
"The Bible, the Holy Cross, the Holy Sword, the Holy Shield, the Image of the Holy Spirit, the Holy Armor..." Leng Xuan identified the holy weapons one by one. When all six holy weapons were revealed, the golden light completely dissipated.
At the same time, Wan Hong's eyes on the ground were wide open and he had lost all vitality.
"Dead?" Leng Xuan was surprised. He didn't expect Wan Hong to die like this. It was really beyond his expectation. However, in any case, with Wan Hong's death, this crisis finally came to an end.
Back in Baiyun City, Leng Xuan called Sophia and asked for her address, and the three of them rushed over. Not long after, Leng Xuan saw Sophia and other red-coated clothes in a hotel.
bishop.
When Leng Xuan finished telling the story, he handed the six sacred artifacts back to Sophia. Although the power of the God's Arms made him frightened, in any case, these are the sacred artifacts of the Western world. What's more, Su
Fia is his friend, and he believes that the other party will handle these sacred artifacts well.
"Miss Sophia, how do you think Wan Hong died?" After handing over the sacred artifact, Leng Xuan couldn't help but ask the doubts in his heart.