588: C588 Foreign Forces

C588 Foreign Forces

Before Wu Jiuang could finish speaking, the jade flute in the man's hand had already appeared on Wu Jiuang's forehead. The speed was so fast that Wu Jiuang was shocked and at the same time, despair filled his heart.

His opponent attacked too quickly, so fast that he barely had time to react. He simply didn't have any chance to counterattack.

Even if Ding Yi had been following him closely from behind, he definitely wouldn't be able to react at this moment. The moment of despair in Wu Jiuang's heart returned to calmness.

When he realized he was going to die, he was no longer afraid.

"Let Little Red live!" Wu Jiuang shouted one last time.

Yu Xiao paused in midair for a moment, and then suddenly stabbed towards the center of Wu Jiuang's brows. At the same time, the man in white's cold voice came over, "Traitor, kill nine generations!"

"I'm not wrong about your rules, am I?"

Hearing the white clothed man's words, Wu Jiuang's face suddenly turned pale. He had worked so hard for this guy for so long, but this guy did not care about their old relationship at all!

"I'll kill you!" Wu Jiuang gritted his teeth and used all of his strength to throw nine silver needles at the man in white.

The jade Xiao had already landed, it was less than half an inch away from Wu Jiuang's forehead. Just as it was about to touch Wu Jiuang's skin, a whistling wind suddenly came from afar.

"Whiz!" In the dark night, a three foot long blade suddenly appeared and attacked like lightning. It was as if it wanted to cut through the space and hit Yu Xiao the moment she landed.

The three-foot-long blade flipped in the air before returning to Wu Jiuang's side. Yu Xiao was also sent flying, and even with the support of the white-clothed man's palm, Yu Xiao was still knocked to the side, almost falling out of his hands.

Ding! Ding! Ding!... The white-clothed man's expression changed. As he gripped the jade flute tightly, his other hand flicked his sleeve and the nine silver needles were sent flying.

"Who is it?!" The white-robed man suddenly raised his head to stare into the distance. His voice was as cold as ice and snow in winter.

Wu Jiuang looked at the three-foot-long blade beside him. His eyes were filled with horror after surviving a disaster. At the same time, he was also a bit confused. Just who was the owner of the three-foot-long blade?

The next moment, Ding Yi's figure floated down from the sky.

Weng! * The three-foot-long blade let out a burst of sword hums. It obediently returned to Ding Yi's side and slowly floated around him.

The moment the white clothed man made his move, he was already rushing over here. However, because the distance was too far, Ding Yi's speed wasn't that fast, so he could only release a flying sword and repel the white clothed man in place of himself.

Although this news might shock the world, Ding Yi had no other choice. At that crucial moment, he had no other choice. He couldn't just watch Wu Jiuang get killed.

"I would like to ask, who are you?" Ding Yi stared at the man in white and said lightly, "How dare you put your hand here?"

"Boasting shamelessly!" The white clothed man's voice was cold, the back of his hand that was holding the jade flute behind him, as he said disdainfully, "Without the Northern Realm protecting us, it will be as easy as flipping our hand if we want to come here."

"You dare to meddle with our Raksha Hall? You're courting death!"

As he spoke till here, the voice of the white-clothed man became much deeper, as if the three words Raksha Hall carried an incomparable demonic quality, causing him to be extremely respectful from the bottom of his heart.

Although he couldn't see the man in white, Ding Yi already had a guess. From his words, this guy shouldn't be from the country, he must be from outside.

As for this so called Raksha Hall, Ding Yi had never heard of it, but the two words, Raksha was originally the legendary devil, yet the foreign forces actually used the word Raksha as their code name, which was pretty funny.

"The word 'Luosha', is something that you external forces can use?" Ding Yi squinted his eyes and stared at the man in white.

He could feel that the white-clothed man's strength was very strong, even stronger than Martial Arts Grandmaster Stage. It was very possible that he was already above the Grandmaster Realm, which made Ding Yi very surprised.

Hearing Ding Yi's words, the man in white snorted and stomped hard on the ground. He rushed towards Ding Yi and smashed the jade flute in his hand towards Ding Yi!

According to how hard this jade Xiao was, once it hit the head, his brain would be instantly splattered everywhere. Unfortunately, his opponent was Ding Yi.

This person's speed was indeed very fast, surpassing the Martial Arts Grandmaster Stage. It was no wonder that Wu Jiuang was unable to defeat him, Wu Jiuang's strength was not comparable to the Martial Arts Grandmaster Stage, but could barely contend against it with the Six-Direction Needle. Facing this person who was half a step into the Ethereality Stage, it was normal that he was not his opponent.

However, the next moment, before the man in white could get close, the three foot long blade that was circling Ding Yi flew out with a swoosh!0

The three-foot-long blade was as fast as lightning, and it arrived in the blink of an eye, carrying with it a whistling sound of wind.

Ding! With a crisp sound, the three foot long blade was blocked.

Even though it looked crystal clear, it was actually extremely tough. Although Ding Yi had only picked out a flying sword at random, it was still forged by a grand blacksmith master. Its sharpness was not something ordinary people could compare with.

To be able to block the attack of the flying sword, the hardness of this jade Xiao was beyond imagination.

Ding Yi frowned slightly. After controlling the three-foot-long blade to attack several times, he gave up. He stretched out his hand and the three-foot-long blade obediently returned to Ding Yi's hand.

With a blink of an eye, Ding Yi put away the flying sword into his storage bag with a flash of his hand.

"It's a copy of the Golden Dragon Mace. Let's test its might." Ding Yi muttered to himself as he pointed forward with two fingers of his right hand.

A golden light blossomed from Wu Jiuang's fingertips, lighting up the night in an instant. Wu Jiuang was shocked and subconsciously covered his eyes. The man in white retreated a few steps back, as if sensing danger.

However, before he could retreat far, the golden light suddenly accelerated and charged towards him. At the same time, a dragon's roar resounded!

A golden dragon exuded a golden light as it charged towards the man in white. Its sharp claws swiped downwards!

"Who exactly are you?!" The white-robed man called out in surprise. Just as he lifted up the jade flute, the golden dragon grabbed it.

Ka-cha! * In less than half a second, the jade Xiao produced a sound of it shattering. Cracks appeared on the surface of the jade Xiao. After two breaths, the jade Xiao completely shattered, turning into fragments that shot out in all directions.

Although the jade flute was hard, it was not a match for the Golden Dragon Mace. It was instantly minced!

The golden light let out an excited cry, then it turned around and returned to Ding Yi's fingers.

"You …"

The man in white was shocked. Before he could say anything, Ding Yi suddenly appeared in front of him and grabbed his neck. His cold voice sounded: "If you don't want to die, then kneel on the ground."

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