Chapter 388 Questions from the Palace Master of the Goddess Palace
The Thirteen Taibaos have been implanted with some information since they were young, and they will never be able to disobey the emperor's orders in their lives.
No matter what the emperor wants them to do, even if the emperor casually asks them to die, they will commit suicide without hesitation!
Not to mention that anyone dares to speak ill of the emperor, not even the owner of the Goddess Palace!
The leader of the Thirteen Taibao scolded, and she personally took the lead, leading the Thirteen Taibao to form a formation to kill Wu Zhi and the other two.
All of a sudden, everything is flying!
The Thirteen Taibos flashed past like ghosts, their speed was extremely fast! Every time they attacked Wu Zhi and Leng Wushuang, the knives in their hands were like the threads of a fishing net, weaving an airtight net in the air!
Every time the sword light flashes, it is like a thread connected with it, carrying extremely fierce murderous intent. As long as there is the slightest distraction, this kind of sword light thread can cut through people's flesh and flesh, and cut off the bones of people's hands.
In the blink of an eye, he will be cut into pieces!
The speed of the Thirteen Taibo was getting faster and faster, and Wu Zhi was tired of dealing with it. Leng Wushuang was clearly here to kill Wu Zhi, but now he had to fight against the Thirteen Taibo together with Wu Zhi. This made Leng Wushuang himself angry and annoyed.
She suddenly let out a scream, and the cold air on her body burst out, and she waved more than ten palms in a row. With her powerful and continuous internal force, she knocked all the thirteen Taibao away.
Immediately, Leng Wushuang grabbed Wu Zhi's throat and lifted Wu Zhi's whole body up.
Her cold eyes were staring at Wu Zhi!
However, after just a few glances, Leng Wushuang felt that some kind of emotion was about to burst out in his chest!
This emotion was just like when she was a child, meeting her master who loved her most!
She wanted to worship and crawl at the feet of the man in front of her.
However, Leng Wushuang immediately used his mind to suppress this emotion.
She lowered her head and did not dare to look directly at Wu Zhi, but she still shouted to Wu Zhi in an extremely cold voice: "Did you add anything to the thousand-year-old fire Ganoderma lucidum you gave me?"
"Where is the real Millennium Fire Ganoderma? Hand it over to me quickly, otherwise, I will crush your neck now!"
Just when Leng Wushuang was dealing with Wu Zhi, the leader of the Thirteen Taibao, who had been watching the opportunity, suddenly held a knife in both hands, his whole body turned into an afterimage, and stabbed Leng Wushuang in the back!
Leng Wushuang snorted disdainfully, and suddenly raised his slender, jade-like hand, using the flesh and blood of his left hand to resist the stabbing thrust from the leader of the Thirteen Taibao!
In an instant, there was a sound of "Cang!", and the blade in the leader of the Thirteen Taibao, which could even cut through stones, was caught by Leng Wushuang! The sharp blade could not cut through the surface of Leng Wushuang's palm.
The cold jade ice crystal!
Soon, the blade in the hands of the leader of the Thirteen Taibao was also covered with frost.
Leng Wushuang gently broke his hand.
"Ping!"
The sword's blade shattered into pieces!
After all, he is the master of the Goddess Palace, and he is extremely powerful!
Leng Wushuang slapped the leader of the Thirteen Taibao away with one palm, and then faced Wu Zhi with an even more ferocious momentum: "I will give you three times to tell you, where is the Millennium Fire Ganoderma lucidum!?"
At this time, the icy air in Leng Wushuang's body rolled out, causing Wu Zhi's hands and feet to become paralyzed by the cold! Wu Zhi's neck was even covered with a layer of white snow and frost!
It has become very difficult for him to even speak. His whole body is like a popsicle. If he is thrown to the ground now, his flesh and blood may be broken into pieces like ice cubes!
"Let go of my officials!"
When Pan Jinlian rushed up just now, she was slapped back by one of the Thirteen Taibao, and now she was being helped up by Wu Yuemei.
During the fight, Li Ping'er was the type of pretty lady who was forgotten, and no one cared about her existence at all.
Li Ping'er, on the other hand, watched for the right moment, grabbed a stone and threw it towards Leng Wushuang.
