Chapter 227 Battle Vientiane (3)(1/2)
"Meet the Saint Feixue!"
The middle-aged deacon looked at Duan Feixue that appeared and quickly took over the martial arts.
He came to Duan Feixue with fear and fear, bowed his head and bowed.
There is no previous arrogant momentum.
"Saint, this Lu Ze disrupts the order of the holy land!"
"According to the rules, it should be handed over to the Qinggui Hall for handling. If you force him away like this, it is not very consistent with the rules!"
Then, the middle-aged deacon looked at Duan Feixue carefully and said.
Qinggui Hall is a treasure hall that maintains the order of the Holy Rules in the Ten Thousand Prisons. Its status is the same as that of the Mogui Hall in the Xuantian Holy Land.
The middle-aged deacon is a disciple of the Qinggui Hall and has a transcendent status.
However, Duan Feixue has a higher status in the Wanzhu Saint, even the elders cannot move.
If you want to suppress her, you can only carry it out of the Qinggui Hall.
"It's really not good, so you can take him away!"
Duan Feixue glanced at him coldly and said lightly.
The middle-aged deacon was stunned when he heard the sound and looked at her in surprise.
Immediately afterwards, endless ecstasy emerged deep in my heart.
He carried it out of the Qinggui Hall, just taking a try-out attitude.
Unexpectedly, Duan Feixue was so easy to talk to, and he agreed immediately!
"Thank you Feixue..."
The middle-aged deacon was in a state of great joy and was about to hold his fists to thank him, but the last "saint" he said had not yet spoken, and he heard Duan Feixue's sermon:
"Anyway, with my status, if you kill a few of you, I believe that the Holy Land will not blame me too much. At worst, I will be imprisoned for a few years!"
Duan Feixue's voice was pleasant and crisp, but calm, as if he was talking about an insignificant little thing.
But when I heard the middle-aged deacon’s ears, it felt like thunder exploded.
My body stiffened instantly, and my face turned pale and bloodless in an instant.
In the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Prisons, killing law enforcement and deacons is an unforgivable sin.
It is equivalent to challenging the authority of the Wanzhu Holy Land, even the true disciples will be executed!
But as Duan Feixue said, with her identity and status, the Wanzhu Holy Land will not punish her severely, and at most she will be imprisoned for several years.
Damn, doesn't this woman know the importance of Lu Ze?
The middle-aged deacon was more angry when he was frightened.
Did he really think it was for his own selfishness?
It's for the holy land!
Lu Ze is obviously a useless person, but in a blink of an eye, he is also full of vitality.
His strength is not only stronger than the average Wanxiang Realm, but his mental power is even better than the seventh grade.
Doesn't this woman know what this means?
As long as Lu Ze's recovery method is obtained, it will only benefit the Wanzhu Holy Land, but not harm it.
"Saint, I'm not trying to catch him, but for the sake of the holy land!"
The middle-aged deacon had a calm face and told him about his interests.
But Duan Feixue said nothing, just looked at him coldly.
"If the saint insists on doing their own thing, then I will ask the saint for advice!"
Seeing this, the middle-aged deacon was filled with rage and instantly ignited in his chest.
The strong anger, like a prairie fire, overwhelmed the fear in my heart.
He shouted loudly, and his whole body thrust into the air with a "bang", standing above the sky.
Thousands of thunder laws break through the body, hang behind them, and turn into a vast sea of thunder.
The cultivation level of the eighth level of the Wanxiang Realm is fully revealed at this moment.
In an instant, the world roared, the wind and clouds rolled, and the thunder rolled.
Space is like shattering glass!
The world is like the end of the world!
Countless disciples who were coming from afar, or who had already hidden in the dark, preparing to watch a lively Holy Land in Ten Thousand Prisons, were shocked by this terrifying aura.
They were silent and stood away, not daring to stay.
Although the show is good, life is even more expensive!
"The Eighth Level Cultivator of the World Realm, is this your confidence to challenge me?"
When everyone was fleeing in fear, the snow flew in the snow without moving, standing quietly on the ice blue snow phoenix like a cold lotus on the snow peak.
She looked at the middle-aged deacon and sneered.
Although Duan Feixue's cultivation level is one level lower than that of a middle-aged deacon.
But her real combat power is even more terrifying than many Ninth Level Powerful People in the World Realm.
Even the Ninth Level of the World Realm who is also a quasi-sequence disciple may not be able to beat her.
What qualifications are you to fight with just a deacon?
"Tiangang Thunder God Body!"
The middle-aged deacon ignored Duan Feixue's mocking and took action boldly.
The lightning giant that had dissipated before reappeared behind him again.
Wearing a golden thunder armor, holding a thunder gun in his hand, his body was surrounded by thunder and lightning, and thunder dragons wandered around.
The surging evil spirit swept across the eight wildernesses!
As the middle-aged deacon had a thought, a thunder gun stabbed out and fell towards Duan Feixue!
In an instant, the space collapsed, the void collapsed, and the earth shook.
Countless turbulent spaces are raging.
It seems that the entire world is going to be crushed and turned into nothingness.
A vast stream of thunder laws swept through the sky.
Like a galaxy pouring down, rushing with a tremendous power of destruction!
It was vast and powerful, like a dragon going out to the sea, or like a punishment from heaven, rushing towards the Broken Flying Snow with great momentum.
"Tiangang Thunder God Body? Isn't this a high-level magical creation technique?"
"The deacon is coming true!"
"The deacon's cultivation is higher than that of the Saint Feixue, and he is not afraid of stabbing her to death?"
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In the distance, the law enforcement disciples who saw this scene were all shocked and exclaimed constantly.
Duan Feixue is extremely precious in the Wanzhu Holy Land. When the middle-aged deacon takes action, he is so fierce. He is not afraid of killing Duan Feixue by mistake?
If Duan Feixue really makes a mistake, the holy land will definitely be investigated!
At that time, not only the deacons, but maybe they may be involved!
"Damn, is that cruel?"
Taking advantage of Duan Feixue's arrival, he sneaked out of Lu Ze outside the battle circle.
But after turning around and seeing this scene, I was also a little stunned.
He didn't expect that the middle-aged deacon would make a big move with one move.
Moreover, this so-called Tiangang Thunder God Body is obviously stronger than his Shura Tianshen Seal.
Can Duan Feixue bear it?
"Master, you said Duan Feixue, can she bear this move?"
Lu Ze was nervous and asked Mr. Li.
"It seems that I can't bear it. Why don't you go there now and use your body to help others block it? I don't mind if you don't have your disciple!"
When Li Lao heard this, he immediately rolled his eyes and said angrily.
Li Lao expressed deep contempt for Lu Ze's behavior of eating radish and worrying about him.
"That's great, it seems that Senior Sister Duan is fine!"
To be continued...