1819: C1819 The Master of the Blissful Palace Is Here

C1819 The Master of the Blissful Palace Is Here

The Sect Leader is here.

"Fight them to the death." Yang Linghao's eyes darkened, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Everyone, if you have the chance, run. Go back and tell the strong men in the sect. Raze the Blissful Palace to the ground." Duanmu Hongzhi shouted. A Spirit suddenly burst out from his body. He stared at the people of the Blissful Palace with a ferocious look and said coldly, "Shameless bastards of the Blissful Palace. If you want to deal with us, let's see if you have the ability to do so."

"That brat who is still wet behind his ears is quite arrogant. He is only a Ninth Layer Martial General warrior, but his strength is still a little low." Duanmu Hongzhi's words caused the middle-aged man and the exposed woman to laugh out loud.

"None of you will be able to escape. Kill the man and the woman. Stay here and serve me well. I will make you wish you were dead." The middle-aged man's obscene laughter echoed in the sky.

Such obscene laughter echoed in the sky. The female disciples of Flying Spirit Sect turned pale. The reputation of Flying Spirit Sect was useless in Wild Plains.

"Second junior sister, you take her junior sister and leave. Third junior brother, let's fight them together." Duanmu Hongzhi said to Huang Jingyao and Nie Feng.

"En, then you guys be careful." Huang Jingyao bit her red lips and clenched her delicate hand tightly. She knew very well. Duanmu Hongzhi and the others must definitely risk their lives to stop them. Otherwise, it would be impossible to delay the enemy and she would not be able to escape. She also wanted to escape, but there were still a few junior sisters that couldn't fall into the hands of the Golden Blissful Palace. This Blissful Palace was extremely perverted.

"I'll give it my all." Nie Feng's eyes darkened. The gloves and spiritual weapon in his hand appeared on his fist. His gaze was like that of a wild beast, and the Seventh Layer Martial General Cultivation Aura trembled as it gushed out.

"I'll give it my all." Each and every disciple of the Flying Spirit Sect unleashed their Spirit's spiritual energy. Although they weren't very strong individually, when they gathered together, it was still quite powerful.

"Hehe, do you want to fight with your life on the line? Kill them!" The middle-aged man revealed a cold smile and said in a deep voice.

As his voice faded, the surrounding forty to fifty disciples of the Blissful Palace immediately held their weapons in their hands and attacked Duanmu Hongzhi and the others.

"Kill!"

Duanmu Hongzhi shouted loudly. A palm print shot out from his hand, and the palm print shot out in all directions. It directly slapped the first young man from the Blissful Palace, causing blood to spray out from his mouth. Then, his body fell heavily into the distance. He estimated that even if he didn't die, he would still be seriously injured.

However, at the same time this young man was sent flying, numerous silhouettes from the Blissful Palace rushed over. They quickly surrounded Duanmu Hongzhi, Nie Feng, and the others, and attacked them one after another.

In just a short moment, the disciples of Flying Spirit Sect and the disciples of the Blissful Palace were engaged in a fierce fight. Sharp Spirit spirit energy instantly gushed out.

This group of disciples from the Blissful Palace weren't very strong either. The strongest among them was only a high Martial General Level, although their numbers were greater than the disciples of the Flying Spirit Sect. However, they didn't have the imposing manner and momentum of the Flying Spirit Sect disciples. They wouldn't be able to gain the upper hand in terms of numbers.

"Not bad indeed, a superior grade." The figure of the middle aged man in embroidered robes flashed. He had already arrived in the sky above everyone at an unknown time. A Claw Print in his hand immediately penetrated through the space and pounced towards Huang Jingyao.

"Swoosh swoosh!"

Huang Jingyao's expression changed drastically. The other party's aura was clearly at the Martial Marshal. The beautiful face changed drastically. The sword glow in his hand rushed out and blocked the Claw Print.

"This little girl's strength is not weak." As the brocade-robed man spoke, his figure once again appeared beside Huang Jingyao. His hand penetrated through space and rushed out, crushing towards Huang Jingyao's shoulder.

"Second senior sister, be careful." Nie Feng shouted and sent one of his opponents back with a punch. His figure blocked Huang Jingyao's figure without hesitation. He threw out a punch with his right hand. It was a punch that was combined with a Yellow grade Spirit Weapon and an arm that had been forged with Purple Gold Profound Thunder. The fist smashed out and shattered the space. Immediately, the fist of the brocade-robed man collided.

"Bang!"

Strength collided. Nie Feng's body retreated explosively. Both of his feet rubbed on the ground, forming a long scar. His powerful arm was trembling non-stop at this moment. A trace of fresh blood flowed down. Finally, the glove fell to the ground. His opponent was already at the Martial Marshal. He was only a Seventh Layer Martial General, and even if he attacked with all his strength, he wouldn't be able to do anything to him.

"Eh?!"

The middle-aged man staggered a step back after being hit by Nie Feng's punch. His expression changed dramatically. His opponent was only at the Seventh Layer Martial General, but he was able to block his punch. It seemed like it wasn't a big deal.

“ Ao!"

The moment Nie Feng's body was pushed back, a yellow light shot out. The Baoer transformed into its enormous body and pounced towards the middle aged man in embroidered clothes. Its body expanded in an instant, and a huge tail ruthlessly swept across the middle aged man's body.

"Bang!"

Caught off guard, it was already too late for the middle aged man in embroidered robes to dodge. His expression changed drastically, and a palm print in his hand was directly slapped out in panic.

"Bang!"

The force swept down, and flipped over a thick layer of the ground, causing gravel to shoot out in all directions.

The brocade-robed middle aged man's body staggered backwards, and then he crashed into a large tree, causing the large tree to be directly shattered.

"Bang! Bang!"

The huge tail of the Baoer was blasted away, and it swept across the sky, breaking several large trees.

"Early Period of Sixth Rank Dragon Clan Demon Beast!" The beautiful figure of the exposed girl flashed as she looked at the huge body of the Baoer. After recovering from her shock, her beautiful eyes revealed a joyful expression as she said, "Senior brother, you go and deal with the others. Leave those virgins to me. Give me the Dragon Clan's Demon Empress. "

As her voice fell, the cultivation of the female third-level Martial Marshals swept out in all directions. She threw herself at the Baoer. She didn't want to let go of an Early Period of Sixth Rank Dragon Clan Demon Beast. If she could capture it and use it as her mount, it would be a great harvest.

“ Howl!"

The Baoer roared. Its huge body swept out in an instant. A man and a beast collided with each other.

"Second Senior Sister, are you alright?" Zheng Shengjie walked to Huang Jingyao's side.

"I'm fine." As soon as Huang Jingyao finished speaking, a beautiful figure appeared beside Nie Feng in a flash. She said softly, "Nie Feng, are you alright?"

"I'm fine. You should run away quickly." Nie Feng looked at Huang Jingyao and said.

"Where else can you run to? I have some strength. But in front of me, you are just courting death." The brocade-robed man was forced back by Loong with a single strike. At this moment, his heart was burning with anger. Adding on the fact that his junior sister seemed to want to keep these few youths alive, it made him even more furious. Killing intent surged. A palm print shot out from his hand in a split second.

"Quickly run." Nie Feng pushed Huang Jingyao away. He gritted his teeth and shook his right arm. He was about to launch another attack to block the attack.

At this moment, a figure in a green robe suddenly appeared beside Nie Feng. A yellow light spread out and a faint voice was heard, "A disciple of the Flying Spirit Sect is not someone you can touch."

"Chi!"

The man in the brocade robe slammed his palm down and a yellow light covered the entire space. His palm instantly disappeared, and then his entire body froze. The Spirit in his body was completely unable to circulate, and his heart began to palpitate at this moment. It wasn't difficult for him to know that there was an absolute expert from the Flying Spirit Sect at this moment.

Nie Feng was about to throw a punch when he suddenly heard the sound. His facial expression changed drastically, and he raised his head to look at the source of the sound. He naturally knew who this green-robed figure was.

"Master." Looking at the figure in front of him, Nie Feng was stunned. Who else could this figure be other than his master? He suddenly knelt on the ground and said, "Disciple greets Master."

"It's the Sect Master." Huang Jingyao had just been withdrawn by Nie Feng. At this moment, her beautiful eyes landed on the familiar figure. The beautiful face changed drastically and also knelt down to greet, "Greetings, Sect Master."

"Sect master has come. It is the sect master." The disciples of Flying Spirit Sect were all in despair. They could only fight with their lives on the line. When they suddenly saw the Sect Master, all of them were stunned. After that, all of them were wild with joy and excitement.

"A mere First Level Martial Commander dares to touch the people of my Flying Spirit Sect? You are courting death!" Within the Earth Attribute Space, Lu Shaoyou's eyes slightly raised. He looked at the middle-aged man in brocade robe in front of him, and with a thought in his heart, the spatial force suddenly tightened.

"Bang!"

Without any resistance, the spatial pressure within the domain exploded. This middle aged man in embroidered robes directly shattered into pieces along with the spatial explosion.

Under this shocking sonic boom, all the disciples of the Blissful Palace were shocked as they watched the man in embroidered robe turn into a bloody mist. They had completely forgotten to attack.

“ Roar!"

"Baoer, let me help you." With a shout, the Baoer continued to fight with the exposed woman. Amidst the continuous roars... After that delicate shout, a beautiful figure in a purple dress descended from the sky. She appeared right in front of the Baoer's enormous body, facing the palm of the exposed lady. She completely ignored it.

"Chi!"

The exposed woman threw herself at him, but the Spirit froze in an instant. Her body was unable to move at all. When the palm print was sent out, it also dissipated into the air.

Such a sudden change caused the exposed woman to turn pale with fright. Then, a beautiful figure appeared in front of her. An aura that caused her heart to palpitate gushed out of her heart for no reason.

"Get down!" Lu Xintong's beautiful figure flashed and her lily-white hand shook. This exposed lady's figure directly shot down from the sky and violently smashed onto the ground.1

"Bang!"

The place where she landed, rubble surged and dust filled the air.

"Puchi!"

The exposed woman spat out a mouthful of blood. It was unknown if she was still alive after shooting back to the ground like that.

"Run! Run!"

When the remaining disciples of Blissful Palace saw this scene, they were shocked. No one knew who shouted loudly, but all of them immediately fled in all directions. None of them dared to attack the people of the Flying Spirit Sect.

"How dare you attack the people of Flying Spirit Sect? None of you can escape. All of you can go to hell." Lu Xintong was hovering in the air. With a shout, a strange hand seal was formed on her lily-white hand. In the air, the Poison Fog suddenly burst out.

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