Chapter 879 I don’t care about my life, what about you?
Author: The rain is falling straight down
Xiao Xue's left hand formed a sword finger, and a light blue sword shadow roared like a giant dragon and rushed towards the head of the Lord of the Disha Hall.
Pressing the Frost Sword with both hands, the palace master was disrupted by Xiao Xue's sudden change in attacking rhythm.
The palace master turned his head sideways, and the sword shadow scratched the edge of his head, and a shallow scar suddenly appeared on the palace master's head.
While the palace master turned his head to avoid the shadow of the sword, Xiao Xue quickly broke free from Hei's hand, pulled away the frost sword, and quickly flashed back. He distanced himself from the palace master, and after a brief exchange, Xiao Xue immediately realized
, the palace master’s cultivation is even better than before.
There was also a trace of calculation in my heart. I looked down at the black energy still flowing around Hanshuang Jianjian's body, and there was a hint of inadvertent sadness in my beautiful eyes.
When the Master of Disha Hall turned around, he found that Xiao Xue had broken free from his pressure and had distanced himself.
At this time, his heart was enough to marvel at the shock that Xiao Xue had given him. Compared with a few years ago, the strength displayed by the girl in front of him was no longer comparable to the past.
The palace master couldn't help but praise Xiao Xue.
"I didn't expect that in just a few years, your cultivation would take a big step forward. It's no wonder that you dare to come to me so brazenly."
Xiao Xue stood facing the wind with her sword behind her back, her hair gently rising in the breeze, outlining a beautiful picture.
With a bit of a smile, Xiao Xue accepted the palace master's approval.
"Thank you, but you have not disappointed me. You are much stronger than you were then. It seems that the Soul Palace is indeed a force that can improve people's cultivation."
As the master of the Seventy-Two Disha Palaces, I didn’t expect that his strength would be so terrifying. I really can’t imagine how advanced the master of the Soul Palace is. It’s no wonder that the Soul Clan can create a clan that is not inferior to the eight ancient clans with just one branch.
The presence.
"It's a pity that you can't become a member of the Soul Palace. If you are also one of ours, we have reason to believe that you can surpass us in three to five years, but after all, you are not with us."
The Master of Disha Palace seemed to feel disappointed at losing such an outstanding genius.
In this world where the strong are respected, only those with strong strength are qualified to be respected by their opponents, and at the same time, they are qualified to live in an upright manner, instead of living in an ignoble way and being submissive.
Facing the respect from her opponent, Xiao Xue just smiled to express her response to her opponent.
"Yes, if you didn't capture my father and teacher, we may not be enemies. But from the moment you want to get something from the Xiao family, we are enemies, and this cannot be changed. Since we are enemies, today you and I
Only one person can leave alive. Do you think the last person to leave alive is me or you?"
The calm words made the palace master laugh. In his opinion, the loser would definitely not be him. In a sense, it was indeed impossible.
"Little girl, you are indeed very strong. But your journey ends here."
"Then just give it a try."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Xue turned into several afterimages and launched another attack towards the palace master.
This time the offensive was even more fierce, without any probing, and every move was deadly.
Xiao Xue even ignored her own safety, gave up all defenses, and just attacked the palace master blindly.
There were many such flaws. The palace master looked for opportunities and instinctively launched a counterattack against Xiao Xue. However, every time when he was about to hit Xiao Xue's vital point, Xiao Xue could accurately strike back at the palace master's vital point.
A sword that was already full of coldness now looked even more cold in the eyes of the palace master. He instinctively withdrew his attack moves against Xiao Xue to defend Xiao Xue. The piercing of the air was supposed to generate heat, but the changes in the air that the palace master could see were distorted.
Frozen in the middle.
He had to take a defensive position, and for a while the palace master was chased and beaten by Xiao Xue.
This made the guardian of Disha Palace, who was also in the melee in the distance, stunned. Why did it seem that the master of his own palace was not the opponent of that little girl?
"Master Shaogu, what is this?" Yinlu also discovered the secret.
When Erha saw this, he was horrified. When he heard Yinyu's question, he blurted out: "The eldest lady is putting her own life at risk, but the branch master of the Soul Palace obviously cherishes his life.
Once upon a time, one thing was going down, the other was going up, and the eldest lady also had the upper hand on the surface."
"But this is not the way to go. Once the opponent chooses the same style of play, wouldn't it be the Young Valley Master?"
Yinlu suddenly became worried. Xiao Xue was the Young Valley Master recognized by both Yinshuang and Taishang Elder. If something happened, he would be involved.
"You don't know the pressure that the eldest lady has endured over the years. This may be the best way for her to relieve her stress. As for us, let's solve the troubles in front of us first. Only in this way can we help the eldest lady."
Erha dove into the crowd, roared, and then light waves shot out from all directions in the crowd.
Before they could escape, the guardian of Disha Palace was killed by Erha's big move, killing more than ten people.
Yinlu and Yindong were not far behind when they saw this, especially since Yinlu was facing the Dou Zun of Disha Palace. The two sisters also intensified their offensive.
The Master of the Disha Hall once again fended off Xiao Xue's desperate attack, dodged to the side at an extremely fast speed, and for the first time took the initiative to retreat to distance himself from Xiao Xue.
Looking back, I saw that dozens of the protectors of Disha Hall had fallen dead or injured. Since the establishment of Disha Hall, there has never been such a loss.
The desperate fighting style consumes a huge amount of fighting energy. Xiao Xue took a breath and tried her best to calm down her ups and downs.
The master of the Disha Hall looked back with anger on his face. He wished he could cut Xiao Xue into pieces with a thousand knives.
That extremely hostile look was transmitted to Xiao Xue's eyes, and what she got in return was nothing but a disdainful smile from Xiao Xue.
"Very good, you have successfully angered me. Then you will bear my anger."
Xiao Xue was extremely calm, but the corners of her mouth turned up very obviously. Whether it was disdain or ridicule, it looked the same to the palace master.
"Can't you stand this? To tell you the truth, I killed the twin Dou Zun you sent to support Huangquan Pavilion, and I also killed the patrol team behind you. How about you? Are you feeling better now?"
Listening to Xiao Xue's extremely arrogant and arrogant words, the palace master became completely angry.
The black fighting energy around his body is even more intense, and his eyes are filled with black energy.
The roar was so deafening that Xiao Xue couldn't help but turn her head away, and the sound waves spread far and wide.
"I kill you!"
Soon after, it turned into a black shadow and arrived in front of Xiao Xue in just a blink of an eye.
She turned her hands into eagle claws and grabbed Xiao Xue fiercely. Xiao Xue had no intention of confronting him head-on, and her figure turned into a light blue shadow and left its original position.
Seeing that he grabbed a handful of air with both hands, it completely angered the palace master.
Looking back for Xiao Xue's figure, there was only a light blue shadow moving around in the sky. The palace master was furious, like an angry orangutan, beating his chest.