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Chapter nine hundred and seventy third: No break no stand(1/2)

Chapter 973: No destruction, no establishment

For ordinary disciples.

The defeat of Saint Linlang shattered their pride.

As for the elders and Wang Shuxian.

The defeat of Saint Linlang represents the failure of this duel.

A holy medicine is a trivial matter.

But Saint Linlang was unable to break through and was seriously injured.

This result is the worst.

Things are unpredictable.

No one can predict the outcome of things.

We can only do our best and obey fate.

"Linlang!"

The mother-in-law holding flowers holds Saint Linlang in her arms.

Saint Linlang was not dead at this time.

He didn't even fall into a coma.

But the injury was extremely serious.

The wounds caused by the Void Flying Sword are extremely difficult to heal.

The aura of Saint Linlang is extremely weak.

And the most important thing is her state of mind.

There are some cracks in the state of mind that is sincere to the Tao.

Although this crack will not make Saint Linlang's injury more serious.

But it will affect the future path of martial arts.

The mother-in-law holding flowers felt like her heart was cut by a knife.

But in this duel, she was unable to vent her resentment on Xiao Changfeng.

At this time, the spiritual energy is just running wildly.

Help Saint Linlang stop bleeding and heal her injuries.

But she knows.

Even if Saint Linlang recovers from her injuries.

But the mood left a crack.

It will be even more difficult to break through in the future.

"Big brother!"

Although Fu Xiaowan was excited, she felt the dull atmosphere around her.

I could only murmur in a low voice.

However, there was a strong look of admiration in his eyes that were as bright as stars.

This moment.

The entire Jade Girl Sect fell into silence.

There is sadness in the air.

It makes people feel heavy.

"This battle is not over yet, please let her go!"

At this moment.

Xiao Changfeng's voice suddenly sounded.

In an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on him.

"The Holy Lady is already like this, why doesn't he give up?"

Some female disciples were crying softly, worried about Saint Linlang.

Elder Qichi, Great Elder and others also frowned and were very puzzled.

"King Dan, Linlang has been seriously injured and cannot fight anymore. This duel is over!"

The mother-in-law holding the flower is holding Linlang, how can she let the saint Linlang continue to fight?

Suddenly he gave a rare stern voice.

Unfortunately, Xiao Changfeng did not answer him, but looked at Saint Linlang blankly.

"Grandma holding flowers, I'm fine, please let me continue to fight!"

Saint Linlang's face was pale and her whole body was shaking.

But she still struggled to get up.

"Linlang, you are seriously injured now. If you continue, you will really die!"

The mother-in-law holding the flowers scolded her harshly.

She really didn't want to see Saint Linlang die in front of her.

"Grandma holding flowers, please let Linlang go, I believe him!"

Wang Shuxian suddenly spoke.

She also felt sorry for Linlang.

But I understand the importance of this matter even more.

So she finally decided to trust Xiao Changfeng.

"metropolitan!"

The mother-in-law holding the flowers was anxious and wanted to persuade Wang Shuxian to change her mind.

"Grandma holding flowers, come back!"

Wang Shuxian spoke again.

Although the mother-in-law holding the flowers was unwilling to do so.

But finally let it go.

Return to Wang Shuxian's side again.

But his eyes fell firmly on Saintess Linlang.

At this time, Saint Linlang's aura was weak and her body was seriously injured.

Even if he stands in the air, he still staggers.

It seemed like he could fall down at any time.

At this moment, Xiao Changfeng slowly flew over.

The Void Flying Sword has been taken back to Dantian by him.

The Three Talents Sword Formation was also put into the storage ring by him.

But there were no injuries on his body.

It just consumes some mana!

"Are you afraid of death?"

Xiao Changfeng spoke, looking closely at Saint Linlang.

Saint Linlang took a deep breath.

It seemed that he didn't want to lose face in front of Xiao Changfeng.

"No need to fear death!"

She gritted her teeth and spoke.

His tone was still cold, like the white snow on the top of a mountain, and it was cold at high places.

"good!"

Xiao Changfeng nodded.

"The Sword of Divine Consciousness!"

His eyes bloomed with green light, and his spiritual consciousness surged out.

Then under the shocked eyes of everyone.
To be continued...
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