Chapter 101: Brother Taboo (13)
The cloister was destroyed by the fight, the ground was scattered with gold and silver glass with missing arms and legs, the huge night pearl was shattered, the beautifully carved shells were broken, the white mutilated fell to the ground, and the golden ground was all cracked and turned into a pile of golden powder.
The man in white was lying in the golden powder covered in blood, his eyes staring at the little red fox not far away, and the tears in the corners of his eyes gradually turned red.
Nianxiao had never hated his cultivation so low, and he hated his powerlessness more than Yurao and Xingheng's torture.
Today's death of Prajna made him collapse and blame himself.
At this time, the body of the little red fox rose into the air, and in the surprise of Venerable Yurao, it changed back to its original appearance of an iron fan, and landed firmly in Nianxiao's hand.
"Prajna... I will definitely save you, I will..."Nian Xiao clenched the red fan in his hand sadly, and his eyes flashed with a hint of chaos.
"Want to save him? It's not that easy, today you will definitely die! Venerable Yurao's cold voice came, and he struck at Nian Xiao with a long sword in his hand, with a fierce momentum and full of killing intent.
"The master is scattered today, and he also wants to avenge Prajna." Nian Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes were sharp, he bit his red lips fiercely, his left hand pressed the wound tightly, his eyelashes as light as cicada wings trembled a little, and he took a deep breath, as if he had made a lot of determination
"Poof!" There was a slight sound of a sharp sword being pulled out of the flesh, and then a faint smell of blood spread in the air.
"Hehe~" Nian Xiao's bright and deep eyes, which were originally like emeralds, were gloomy at the moment, weak and blurred, half-squinted and half-open, but the pale thin lips were still smiling.
Venerable Yurao saw Nian Xiao and pulled out the sword in his abdomen, and shouted: "Suffer death!" โ
"Bang Bang Bang โโ!" The sound of weapons colliding.
Nian Xiao used the sharp sword that Xingheng inserted into his body to fight with Venerable Yurao, and there was a blood-drenched Prajna pinned to his waist.
He caught a glimpse of Xingheng on the side, who was shocked by the destruction of the charm, and said in a cold voice not to be outdone:
"Xingheng, the master will make you pay the price of remorse for the rest of your life because of today's events."
Venerable Yurao turned his head to look at his uncompetitive accomplice: "Are you still stunned and waiting for death?" Hurry up and join forces with me to deal with this evil beast. โ
"Okay." Xingheng stood in place in a daze, looking at the shattered charm, and when he was about to step forward, he saw a strong aura permeating Nianxiao's body.
A faint hint of orchid color can be seen, completely enveloping the laughter in it.
"It's ......," Xingheng looked at in disbelief and smiled.
"This can't be..."Venerable Yurao took a step back uncontrollably, looking at her calmly with a smile, but a chill rose in her heart.
No way, how could she be frightened by the eyes of a wicked animal.
Nian Xiaoqing's eyes became deep and cloudy, like a puddle of black water, pitch black and terrifying.
"Click!" With a crisp sound, the red rope used to bind the hair on Nianxiao's head was broken, and the three thousand ink hairs fell down, blocking half of the face, but it made Nianxiao thrillingly beautiful and confusing.
"Impossible? Hahaha~ Everything is possible in this king. โ
"Are you smiling? No, you're not laughing! Xingheng kept retreating in horror, his hands condensed a spell and prepared to escape, the other party's momentum was too strong, especially the color of the blue color, which made him panic in the bottom of his heart.
"Laughing? You say this evil beast is called Nian Xiao? Is that the inspector's? Venerable Yurao turned his head and asked Xingheng.
Without waiting for Xingheng to answer, he was directly interrupted by Nianxiao, his eyes were cold and cruel, and he said, "There is no need for a dead person to know the name of this king. โ
When the words fell, there was a loud "bang".
Venerable Yurao was slapped to the ground with a palm from Nian Xiao, and a layer of golden dust splashed around him.
"Poofโโ!
Venerable Yurao and Nianxiao spat out a mouthful of blood at the same time, one was too seriously injured, and the other was beaten to shatter the five organs.
"Hahahaha, the lackey of the inspector, even if you kill the Venerable, you won't survive, but the son of the fire god can sit firmly on the profit of the fisherman." Venerable Yurao was stalling for time, she guessed that her strength had run out of oil and died, and death was only a matter of time.
Xingheng's eyes narrowed slightly, he was worried that the Demon Emperor was coming, so he took out his spell again to isolate this place, and turned all the transmissions and others.
Nian Xiao glanced at Xingheng faintly, his eyes were cold, and the long sword in his hand kept colliding with the sword in Venerable Yurao's hand, sparks were everywhere.
Seeing that Nian Xiao didn't talk, Venerable Yurao shouted: "Even if the Venerable is dead, he will pull you!" โ
"You don't have the right to let this king die!" The red marks between Nian Xiao's eyebrows faintly emitted a golden light, and the pressure around her body became stronger and stronger.
"Bang Dang โโ!" Bang.
The sword in his hand was thrown to the ground by Nian Xiao, the slender ten fingers were stained with blood, and the fingertips tapped a few times in the air, and in an instant, a red light formation appeared at the feet of Venerable Yurao.
"Condensation!" Nian Xiao's red lips spit out a word lightly, and the blood on the side of his mouth oozed out, and it kept flowing down.
The red light flashed, Venerable Yurao was trapped in the formation, and she looked up to the sky with a painful face and roared: "My Buddha, save me!" โ
The distress signal at the cost of soul power is like a raptor flying in the sky, breaking through the spell barrier of Xingheng and reaching the top of Mount Meru beyond the clouds.
Nianxiao's formation was broken, and the vacated body fell down again.
The two figures appeared at the same time, and the Demon Buddha Bo Xun picked up the Venerable Yurao with one hand and disappeared in place.
Di Chen looked at the one in front of him in a panic, and went straight to laugh.
Xing Heng was taken aback, seeing that the charm was completely destroyed, he was about to escape.
"Bang!" With a bang, his body was slammed down in mid-air.
Di Chen withdrew his hand, came to Nianxiao's side in the blink of an eye, and held the person who had slipped in his arms: "Nianxiao!" โ
He looked at the person in his arms who was bleeding continuously, his hand trembled slightly, touched Nianxiao's face full of stains and blood, and said in a trembling voice:
"I'm damned, I'm late, Little Seventeen, I'm damned, it's all my fault, I beg you... Don't scare me. โ
He shouldn't have left Nianxiao's side, he shouldn't have let Nianxiao wander around alone.
"Little Seventeen, you are scared of me, I beg you, open your eyes and look at me." Di Chen slowly fell to the ground with his body holding Nianxiao, he was so frightened that his legs were weak, and he knelt on the ground with the person in his arms in his arms.
Xingheng coughed heavily and spit out a mouthful of blood, he staggered to his feet and laughed at himself: "Lord Demon Emperor, you are really affectionate!" โ
It's just that this affection is entrusted to the villain Nianxiao, hehe, it's really rubbish.
"You are the youngest son of the god of fire." Di Chen's tone was like a demon from hell, and he was angry.
A violent aura condensed into a whirlpool in Emperor Chen's eyes, and the killing aura continued to spread on him, and the anger that destroyed the world rose up.
An ungrateful person, Little Seventeen came to the Devil Clan to help his brother, but he treated Little Seventeen like this, damn it, really damn it.
"Yes! Kill me! Xingheng's eyes were closed, and he looked like he was waiting to die.