☆Chapter 60: The Runaway Zashiki Boy and the Funeral Flower Pavilion Master

Outside the teahouse, an earth-shattering battle is being held, Zashiki Boy and Baizhao Town's main fight is inseparable, the two of them are driving an incomparably terrifying force with every move, and the air is full of popping sounds like firecrackers, which are endless.......

"Come again!"

The town lord of Baizhao has been pressed and beaten since the hand, and a lot of aggrieved gas has accumulated in his heart, and he was blown away by the Zashiki boy again, and the aggrieved air in his heart gushed out like a flood, and the big hand slapped the ground behind him, roared angrily, and his body was launched like a cannonball, and with the momentum of crushing everything, he slammed his fist with five fingers and smashed into the Zashiki boy in mid-air without fear.

"Loess Cracker!"

At the moment when he was about to hit the boy, a pale yellow aura suddenly emerged around the body of the town lord of Baizhao, and the spiritual power of the earth attribute flowing between heaven and earth swarmed as if he had found a home, and a pair of loess-colored armor that exuded absolute defense then armored the body of the town lord of Baizhao, and what was even more striking was the sharp yellow thorn wrapped in his right hand, which was the most terrifying place, as if all the power was hidden on the tip of the thorn, giving people a feeling of being unstoppable.

It was only at this time that Zashiki Boy's calm pretty face showed a little seriousness, and just when the town lord of Baizhao was about to hit him, he saw her hands closed, her tender white palms turned over, and a transparent light blue flame shield was opened in front of her like a curtain, and then she returned to her previous calm appearance, and her eyes looked at the town lord of Baizhao with disdain.

"Arrogance!"

The town lord of Baizhao sneered in his heart, if his fist technique could be stopped so easily, then it was not worthy of being called one of the peak fist techniques of the Lower Land Realm!

"Fall for me!"

The town lord of Baizhao roared angrily and slammed into the light blue flame shield, the yellow thorn grinded on the shield, sweeping countless dazzling and dazzling bright lights, the yellow thorn was like an indestructible sky-breaking spear, the vibration frequency reached an indescribable limit, wanting to pierce the shield under the cloth of the Zashiki boy and take the life of the Zashiki boy.

It didn't take long for the shield to be covered with numerous cracks, like tree roots, and it looked palpitating, as if the shield would fall apart in the next second.

The boy didn't seem to see it, and he didn't worry that the shield would break, and he looked down at the town lord of Baizhao the whole time, as if he was laughing at his inadequacy.

"Click!"

The light blue flame shield suddenly made a cracking sound, and the Baizhao Town Lord was more confident when he saw this, and increased the strength of the Yellow Thorn's breakthrough, wanting to break the shield of the Zashiki boy faster.

But! There was a "click" sound in the air again, but this time it was not the cracking sound from the shield, but the yellow thorn could not withstand the vibration of this frequency, and it was instantly full of cracks, which frightened the town lord of Baizhao to stop attacking, if this is broken, I am afraid that the hands inside will be wasted!

Seeing this, Zashiki boy sneered, she had expected this result, the shield she laid was not so simple, when the town lord of Baizhao attacked her shield, how could the shield not attack the yellow thorn, really when the light blue flame on her shield was a decoration?

When he blessed the vibration frequency of the Yellow Thorn, he was already consuming the life of the Yellow Thorn, and if it was incinerated with the light blue flame, it would be difficult for the Yellow Thorn to damage itself before the shield was breached.

"This, how is it possible!"

The town lord of Baizhao looked at the shattered yellow thorn in disbelief and muttered to himself, no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't have imagined that there would be such a result, the yellow thorn was about to shatter?!

Zashiki boy sneered, and just wanted to say something, but suddenly his face changed greatly, and he turned his head to look at the teahouse suddenly, and his eyes looked through the layers of barriers, and he saw Xiao Xia who was lying on the wooden board at the door fainting and unconscious, and there was still a look of pain on his face.

"Who?! Who exactly! ”

The boy roared angrily, and the next moment his whole body burst out with an incomparably terrifying aura, under the frightened and desperate gaze of the town lord of Baizhao, his eyes turned pure blue, and he could no longer see a trace of reason.

She actually went berserk!

The powerful aura permeated the entire Snowflake Town, enveloping it, and the great coercion suppressed everyone, all livestock, and even the monsters that lived in the human towns on the ground, and the indescribable power made the ancestors of all the families in Snowflake Town and many powerful onmyoji despair.

But Zashiki Boy can't care so much at the moment, she has only one thought in her heart, to find out the person who shot at her master!

There is a contract between her and Xiao Xia, and she naturally knows everything about what happened to Xiao Xia, and a strong sense of crisis spreads on Xiao Xia, but she doesn't have a seizure for some reason, but she dares to believe that once this sense of crisis breaks out, her master will definitely die.

At the same time, the Funeral Flower Pavilion Master who was sent back to Baiqiu Town by Xiao Xia to manage the Tianhe family and the Burial Flower Pavilion also noticed Xiao Xia's situation at this time, and his cold face also showed a burning sky anger, and for some reason he also went berserk, and the powerful coercion suppressed Baiqiu Town, and everyone trembled and looked at the cold and beautiful shadow that kept disappearing in the sky in the endless sea of flowers, and couldn't help but be afraid.