Shocking Venomous Consort: Frivolous Miss

What did ye Xiaoqi say just now? good people don't live long, while bad people live for a thousand years. Recalling how Zhuo fanglin had relied on the shattering void spiritual talisman to come to the heaven domain, even Ling Chuxi was a little envious of this fellow's good luck.

"Are you guys alright? Let's hurry and take a look. " Ling Chuxi said. She heard a few more women's shouts, which should be Xie Feiying 's. Judging from these voices, the two were in a bad situation.

If it was in the past, she would not have cared about the life and death of Jie Feiying and Zhuo fanglin. However, they had stood up for Zi Yin for the dignity of ethereal sect's residence. This had changed Ling Chuxi's impression of them greatly. It was impossible for her to leave them in the lurch.

"It's fine. The pressure has suddenly weakened a lot. We can withstand it." Zi Yin had a kind heart and moved a step ahead of Ling Chuxi.

The few of them rushed forward at full speed. After turning a corner, their eyes suddenly lit up. In front of them was a spacious Stone Hall. At the other end of the stone Hall was the exit of the passage. The dazzling white light from outside was so blinding that they almost couldn't open their eyes.

At this moment, Zhuo fanglin was brandishing his longsword and blocking the attack of a spirit beast with great difficulty.

This spirit beast was about three meters long, and it was as sturdy as a small mound of earth. Its steel armor flickered with golden light. Zhuo fanglin bellowed in rage as his longsword slashed down on its body time and time again. However, it only left behind a series of shallow sword marks.

As for Zhuo fanglin himself, he was covered in blood, and his left arm was hanging by his side. It was clear that his injuries were not light, and the battle armor formed by the condensation of black Qi on his body was also dull in color, as if it could be destroyed at any moment.

Ling Chuxi and the others knew how strong the defense of Zhuo fanglin's devil race cultivation technique was. Even Xiang Yunzhi's sword gleam at the peak of the Saint level was unable to cause any harm to him. However, when faced with this spirit beast, he could not put up much of a resistance. His attacks were not even the slightest bit of a threat to this spirit beast.

Xie Feiying gripped her sword tightly and quickly swam around the spirit beast's body, occasionally stabbing out with her sword. However, when they saw her sword light, let alone Ling Chuxi, even Zi Yin and ye Xiaoqi shook their heads secretly.

This sword ray was so weak that even the weakest disciple in han Qingchi was stronger than her. It was no different from scratching an itch on the spirit beast's body. Wasn't Xie Feiying a Sage level master? how could she be so weak? Was he injured?

But upon closer inspection, although there were some blood stains on Jie Feiying's chest, it was obvious that the injury was not serious, and it would not affect her ability to exert her strength. This weak sword light was obviously her true strength.

It was also fortunate that she had Zhuo fanglin's protection. Otherwise, she would have died a few hundred times by now.

Thinking back to the three Meridian competition, Xie Feiying had been frightened by Ling Chuxi to the point of crying tears, the few of them finally understood why. With this little fighting power, Ling Chuxi could poke a few holes in her with one finger. It would be strange if she dared to accept the battle.

They also understood why Jie Feiying hated Ling Chuxi to the core but did not dare to make a move herself. Every time, she would let Zhuo fanglin come out and be tortured. They had thought that she was worried about her identity as the successor of the Jie family and would not make a move. Today, they realized that it was not entirely the case.

However, they still couldn't understand why a Sage level master was so weak.

"Roar ..." The spirit beast roared madly again and suddenly raised its long tail to sweep out.

Zhuo fanglin let out a blood-curdling screech. It was as if he had been struck by a steel whip, and he was sent flying. The black Qi Armor Shield on his body finally burst apart, and he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. He was so severely injured that he could not even say a single word. Xie Feiying's face changed, and she raised her sword to protect him.