Chapter 637: Death is Imminent
Yun Xiaoran was taken aback, and when she saw the disciples of Wanhua Valley coming around, her eyes flashed with fierceness......
She condensed the spiritual power in her palm, and when she turned around, she was caught off guard and hit the clouds.
"Cousin!"
"Girl!"
Everyone in the Gu clan was nervous and wanted to step forward to help Yun Qixun.
But before they could make a move, they saw Yun Tingxun waving his sleeves to disperse Yun Xiaoran's attack, raising his hand and grasping it into a claw shape, and a spiritual power lifted Yun Xiaoran's neck like a rope lock.
Yun Xiaoran covered her neck with both hands, wanting to break free, she glared at Yun Tianxun fiercely: "You! How could you possibly ......"
She thought that even if Yun Qianxun had spiritual power, at most she would not be a spirit master, but she didn't expect that she would be stronger than her!
Yun Tianxun smiled lightly and said in a low voice, "I am the Spirit King." ”
When the words fell, Yun Xiaoran shook as if he was struck by lightning!
Spirit King! Yun poured into her, she turned from a waste to a spirit king in such a short period of time! Completely crushed her strength!
Why is this happening? Why did she have such good luck to be able to ascend directly from the waste to the Spirit King! You know, that's a level she can't even think of!
What Yun Xiaoran didn't know was that although Yun Qianxun had risen from a waste to a spirit king in a short period of time, it was because she had accumulated sixteen years of spiritual power, and this was the case with her accumulation. Is there a single step to heaven in the world? Promotion opportunities are reserved only for those who are prepared. Let's read books
She threw Yun Xiaoran to Zuo Yong and said casually: "Zuo Gu Master, I'll leave it to you to deal with." ”
Yun Xiaoran stared at Yun Tianxun with wide eyes, she repeatedly wanted to kill Yun Tianxun, but Yun Tanxun didn't even mean to kill her with her own hands. The casual tone, as if throwing a piece of garbage, made her feel humiliated from the bottom of her heart!
was thrown to the ground, Hua Shuying slapped Yun Xiaoran hard, "Slut! ”
Yun Xiaoran gritted her teeth, she knelt on the ground and pulled the hem of Hua Shuying's skirt: "Master! Wrong in a hurry! Master, it's all because of the clouds! ”
Hua Shuying glanced at Yun Tingxun, ruthlessness flashed in her eyes, Yun Xiaoran she would not let go, and she naturally would not let go of Yun Tianxun.
She kowtowed and said, "Master! Xiao Ran deserves to die, and he doesn't dare to ask the master for forgiveness, he only hopes that the master and apprentice can let Xiao Ran watch Yun Tianxun die, watch the Gu clan perish, and then let Xiao Ran apologize for his sins with death! ”
Hua Shuying watched Yun Xiaoran knock her head down, blood gurgling down, thinking that after all, she was a former beloved disciple and a human who was about to die, so she said with great compassion: "Then I will leave you, a criminal, from dying for the time being, and see how my husband exterminates the remnants of the Gu clan!" ”
The corners of Yun Xiaoran's mouth hooked up with a smile, and at an angle that only Yun Tianxun could see, he smiled at her. The clouds are pouring, even if you die, I, Yun Xiaoran, want you to die in front.
Hua Shuying condensed her spiritual power and threw Yun Xiaoran aside to be guarded by the disciples of Wanhua Valley, then pointed at Zuo Yong and said, "Husband, it was that slut who detained me in the first place!" ”
Zuo Yong looked at Yun Tianxun, thinking that Yun Tianxun should be panicked by now, but what he didn't expect was that Yun Tianxun was still as calm as ever. couldn't help but wonder, "What, little girl, what else do you have to say when you are dying?" ”
Yun poured into a smile, "Oh? Shouldn't I ask Lord Zuo Gu if he has anything to say when he dies? ”
Zuo Yong frowned, puzzled by the words of Yun Yun. The Gu family behind him also frowned, looking puzzled.
The Elder of Wanhua Valley sneered and pointed at the group of Gu clan disciples who were more or less injured, "We are dying? Just by them? Just by virtue of these remnants of the army? ”