The second generation of the most powerful saint in history

Chapter 460
But at this time, the already powerful priest made a move, and he was not affected by the power of the curse. Everyone saw a flash of light like lightning and thunder, and then heard a miserable cry.

Looking carefully, the black-robed man who was commanding his subordinates in a high-spirited way was actually cut off with one ear, and the incision was smooth, and fell to the ground with a thud.

As for the priest who made the attack, he had already stopped his hands and stood there, but the expression on his face seemed dissatisfied with the result of the attack just now.

"It's quite capable!" The priest looked down and looked at the ears of the man in black who had fallen to the ground. This was considered a timely way for him to dodge, otherwise, the one who was cut in half would undoubtedly be his. The whole head.

"How come? Who are you? How could there be someone as strong as you in the East Spirit Clan?" Seeing the priest's attack at this time, the power was so great that the black-robed man was so shocked that he couldn't help himself, and his expression was a little dazed. asked.

The priest's seemingly simple move just now made him startled, and he tried to avoid it with all his strength, but in the end, one ear was still cut off.

In fact, he didn't feel any pain at all, he only felt a chill around his ears, and he was startled. He didn't know until he heard a slap and looked down that his ears had been cut off.

This speed, as well as the sharpness of that move, were beyond the expectations of the man in black.

"I'm a priest of the Dongling Tribe!" The old priest simply cast a glance at the man in black and said as it should.

At this time, the voice of Patriarch Dongling also came over: "Old Jiu, don't talk nonsense with them, it's time to end this matter."

The patriarch's tone was very flat, as if he was not worried at all that the priest would not be able to deal with the black-robed man and his subordinates. Maybe he already knew the priest's true strength?

"Understood, patriarch." What made Dao Xun a little puzzled was that since the priest brought people to rescue Patriarch Dongling when he was in such a predicament, he should have trusted and respected the patriarch. The patriarch's order, however, seemed a little indifferent. Although he agreed to the patriarch's words, there was not much respect in it.

After answering, the priest was ready to attack again, and dealt with the black-robed man and the masters of the Xifeng tribe he had brought together.

However, before he could make a move, the black-robed man in front of him suddenly widened his eyes, collapsed to the ground with a painful expression on his face, rolled around with his head in his arms, and kept making painful sounds from his mouth, and said in a hoarse voice intermittently : "Why. How could this be? It's backfire again, how could it be?"

As he said that, the man in black turned his head to look at Dao Xun abruptly, with a look of disbelief in his eyes. Just now, the man in black thought he controlled everything in the house, and with the subordinates of the Xifeng tribe he brought, It also completely suppressed the masters of the East Spirit Tribe. In a moment of complacency, he forgot Dao Xun, who had already been regarded as a strong enemy.

"It's you! How did you do it? Make my curse come back? I obviously...I obviously didn't cast a curse on you, why can you let other people's curses come back to me!" The man in black roared almost furiously. asked.

"It's very simple, you just need to let your curse fail." Dao Xun looked down at the man in black robe with a painful face, seemed to be thinking for a while, and then explained in a flat and innocent tone.

"You!" Heipao was furious. If his curse was so easy to fail and let him suffer backlash, it would be impossible for him to gain a great reputation in the Xifeng tribe and make countless tribes fear.

"Ah, look, it's not over yet!" Dao Xun didn't feel anything about the anger of the black-robed man, but as if remembering something, he pointed at the painful Dong The spirit clan masters said.

Hearing Dao Xun's words, the black-robed man was taken aback for a moment, and seemed to think of something extremely terrifying to him, hesitantly raised his head and looked at the surrounding Dong Ling clan masters, ignoring his own pain.

I saw that the Dongling tribe masters who were still in great pain just now, with pustules on their faces, and were persecuted by the masters of the Xifeng tribe brought by the black-robed man, all the pustules on their faces had disappeared, and the expressions on their faces It also gradually became more relaxed, and it seemed that even the pain subsided, and various weapons appeared in his hands, interacting with the dozen or so masters of the Xifeng tribe.

Although the strength of the dozen or so masters of the Xifeng tribe is definitely higher than that of every master of the Dongling tribe present, but after all, there are only a dozen of them, and the masters of the Dongling tribe brought by the priest are not. At this time, such a battle broke out inside the house, and the masters of the East Spirit Tribe who were originally arranged outside the house to prevent people from escaping also poured in and participated in the battle.

A rough calculation shows that there are at least four to fifty people, and for these masters of the Xifeng tribe, it can be said that they have an absolute advantage in numbers.

Before, it was because of the curse of the black-robed man that these masters of the East Spirit Tribe fell into a disadvantage and were in a panic. But now, following Dao Xun's practice of Qi Luck, he absorbed the curse that shouldn't exist on them, but hesitated. Due to the unfavorable luck attracted by the force, one by one, they recovered their combat effectiveness. Relying on the advantage of numbers, they quickly fought on par with the masters of the Xifeng tribe.

When the man in black saw this scene, his face was naturally quite terrified, which was a kind of panic tinged with despair.

Of course, it's not just because these masters of the East Spirit Tribe can fight on par with the masters of the Xifeng Tribe. It's just a subordinate, even if he can't resist the siege of the masters of the Dongling tribe, he can slip away by himself.

What made him so terrified was that he had clearly cast a curse on these people just now, but at this moment, these Dong Ling clan masters seemed to be all right, and all his curses were ineffective.

And this will definitely lead to backlash!

The stronger the curse, the stronger the backlash caused by failure. Although the curses imposed on these masters of the Eastern Spirit Race are not very powerful, there are a lot of them!
The man in black couldn't imagine what kind of backlash he was going to face.

"Go! Go! Nothing can be done, quickly take me out of here!" The black-robed man then reacted, and shouted at the surrounding Xifeng tribe masters.

No matter how powerful the backlash he is about to endure is already an unchangeable fact, what is even more dangerous is that he actually endured that kind of backlash under the siege of the enemy, completely becoming a lamb to be slaughtered. At this moment, he only has one thought in his mind , Get out of here as soon as possible!

Only by leaving here as soon as possible will it be possible to find a way to survive the backlash.

(End of this chapter)