1517: C1517 None of Them Could Escape

C1517 None of Them Could Escape

Article 1517. None of them can escape.

"What a ruthless method!"

Leng Huai gritted his teeth and said.

Saint One retracted his dragon claw and looked at them coldly.

"What did you call me just now?"

Leng Huai was startled and turned to look at his senior brother, Leng Xin.

Leng Xin was also at a loss. This dragon's thought process was really fast.

He exchanged glances with his junior brother and shook his head.

"Isn't it wrong to call you Mister Long?"

Leng Huai asked.

"No, that's not what you said before!"

Saint One said fiercely.

"Before this?"

Leng Huai and Leng Xin thought about it and immediately remembered...

Damn it! This dragon really bears a grudge. Didn't he just call you an evil creature?

At that time, who knew that you were a dragon!

"Misspoken words, misspoken words. Those who do not know are not guilty. Previously, I did not know that it was Mister Long who came personally. Forgive me!"

Leng Xin cupped his fists and said.

"Is it over with just a word of forgiveness?"

Dao of Sainthood.

"Then what do you want?"

He thought coldly.

"I want your lives!"

Sacred One's killing intent rose.

Boom!

Just as he finished his sentence.

A cloud of smoke exploded in front of Leng Xin and Leng Huai.

The two figures instantly separated and fled from the smoke.

They had just witnessed the combat strength of the First Saint.

That was terrifying.

If it was a two versus one battle, they still had the confidence to fight for a while.

But the Tai Ah Sword Sect still had an old man in the late stage of the Reflection State.

They had no choice but to retreat.

But at this moment, a figure blocked Leng Huai's path.

A figure blocked Leng Xin's path.

Saint One stood in the same spot without moving.

The one blocking Leng Huai was Zhang Xing.

The one blocking Leng Xin was the Tai Ah Sword Sect, Master Ancestor, li Yixiao.

"Li Yixiao, I knew you would appear."

Leng Xin panicked, but he had to stop and look for an opportunity.

"Leng Xin, we haven't had a good match. How about we have a match?"

Seeing that his side had the absolute advantage, li Yixiao immediately felt relieved.

He glanced at Zhang Xing, his eyes filled with doubt. Why didn't he let the dragon intercept Leng Huai?

Could this young man do it?

Leng Xin was also thinking the same thing as him. Of course, Leng Huai was also thinking the same thing.

"Brat, don't blame me if you want to die. Do you think you are a dragon?"

Leng Huai flicked his finger as he spoke.

Clang!

A Flying Sword suddenly appeared out of thin air and shot towards Zhang Xing.

Zhang Xing folded his hands in front of his abdomen and calmly looked at the Flying Sword.

Just as the Flying Sword was about to reach his glabella...

Ding!

Two fingers instantly clamped down on the Flying Sword.

"I can block you, so naturally I won't seek death. I'll send you to hell!"

As he spoke, his two fingers gently bent.

With a kacha sound, the Flying Sword and tip of sword that he had grabbed immediately snapped.

His wrist shook.

"I'll return it to you!"

Whoosh!

The tip of sword shot towards Leng Huai at an even faster speed than before.

Leng Huai was shocked, but he didn't have the time to think about why Zhang Xing was so strong.1

He silently chanted the incantation and summoned another Flying Sword from the Storage Ring.

Clang!

The flying tip of sword and Flying Sword collided.

The tip of sword was exhausted and fell to the ground with a thud.

En! This brat's strength is not bad. It is roughly on par with me.

But if he wants to stop me, he is still a bit off.

Right now is not the time to be zoning out, I must get rid of him as soon as possible.

When he thought of this, Leng Huai formed a seal with both of his hands.

He suddenly shouted out loudly. "Duo!"

Shua! Shua!

He summoned another three Flying Sword.

Including the one he had just summoned, a total of four Flying Sword formed a row and instantly shot towards Zhang Xing.

"Let's see how you're going to clamp it!"

Zhang Xing clenched his five fingers into a fist.

He threw a punch at the four Flying Sword.

A fist shadow carrying a powerful Aura collided with the Flying Sword.

Clang!

The four Flying Sword could not even hold on for a second before they were instantly sent flying.

The force of the punch did not decrease as it rushed towards Leng Huai.

Leng Huai's body trembled, and he let out a muffled groan.

Although it wasn't a life-bound Flying Sword, it would still be affected.

He didn't have time to retreat. He immediately circulated the spirit energy in his body and punched at Zhang Xing's fist.

Boom!

Leng Huai didn't even have time to react before he was instantly smashed into pieces.

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