How can an injured person unleash this kind of power?
He underestimated the high priest. He trusted his little junior sister too much. The high priest was obviously healthier than anyone else...
Seeing the huge blue wave of light turning into a blade, it was about to stab his body one after another, but Haotian was unable to do anything. He was so scared that his legs almost gave out.
There were bursts of painful howls all around, which were the painful groans of the people he brought after being injured.
He was flipping through the pages in the air, but unexpectedly his right arm was cut open by a wind blade, and it was bleeding non-stop...
Unprecedented fear spread in his heart, and suddenly, a wind blade cut across his neck as if it had eyes.
Haotian's legs immediately became weak, and he didn't even have time to escape...
"The attack was too harsh!" A loud voice spread through the dark clouds into the night.
As the voice sounded, the wind blade in front of Haotian was instantly intercepted by an invisible force of wind!
Haotian, saved his life.
The next moment, he squatted on the ground, breathing deeply. Just now, he almost walked away from the gate of hell.
As the strong wind hit, the high priest's left hand, hidden in his robe, trembled quietly.
He gathered his strength and stared at the man in black robes who had just appeared in mid-air under the dark night.
His face was completely covered, leaving only a strand of pale hair floating outside.
"It's just the right time." The high priest chuckled, his tone cold.
"Haha." The man in black robe chuckled, saying nothing and making no moves.
The high priest, on the other hand, completely ignored the men in black robes and Haotian, turned around and walked towards Bei Xin, who was seriously injured and dying.
Seeing this, Bei Xin's eyes were filled with a look of rebirth. She crawled on the ground, stretched out her left hand, and looked up at the high priest with pain and compassion, "Priest, save me..."
The high priest lowered his eyes slightly and stared at the woman on the ground begging him, without saying a word.
Lan Shengxue watched this scene as if she were watching a show. Bei Xin felt even more uncomfortable, and she almost felt suffocated. Seeing that the high priest failed to comply with his request, she turned to look at Ling Xing, "Sister, I...I
She is your biological sister..."
Ling Xing frowned.
"Sister, kill Jin Feixi for me. It was her...it was her who made us sisters unable to recognize each other..."
Ling Xing's eyes suddenly sharpened, and his heart that was touched at first suddenly became cold-blooded.
Bei Xin still refuses to repent!
"Tell me, is the woman tonight you? Where did the clothes come from? How did you get injured?" The high priest leaned over, pinched Bei Xin's chin, and asked coldly.
A beautiful smile appeared on Bei Xin's face. Combined with the blood stains on the corners of her lips, she looked a little sad. "Master Priest, have you forgotten how we were so entangled tonight?"
Beauty: "......" This dead woman!
Caiyun, who was standing aside, glanced at Lan Shengxue with a flash of eyes, it was her!
The woman the priest talks about is not the woman in front of him, but the golden girl...
Lan Sheng Xueyun stood aside calmly, looking calm and calm as if it had nothing to do with him.
The high priest heard Bei Xin's words and wanted to strangle her to death.