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Chapter 920: A Battle with Disparity

Xu Guanghan also reacted. He gritted his teeth, and all the power between his arms surged out. At this time, he didn't care about the so-called moves. Only by mobilizing the strongest power to resist the black dragon would they have a chance to escape.

But the black dragon smiled slightly, and fixed the handle of the giant ax on the ground.

The black robe behind him was rattling by the strong wind from the waves of the two attacking together.

But the black dragon stared at the incoming huge wave and storm, but his eyes were full of excitement.

"You can't escape, just stay obediently."

The black dragon opened his arms, and endless violent power gathered in front of him in an instant. The giant ax was wrapped up, and he slashed obliquely against the two attacks in front of him, moving forward with astonishing power.

The Spirit Sword Storm displayed by Ling Qingjue was split in half by a huge axe, and Xu Guanghan's ice shield didn't last long before it was shattered.

Ling Qingjue and Xu Guanghan were on the left and right. They had already reached the gate of the bronze gate, but suddenly, hideous monster faces appeared at the gate, filling the entire gate.

"not good."

Ling Qingjue bit his lip tightly, and cut most of the faces in half with his sword.

Xu Guanghan also pierced the rest of the monster's face with the ice giant thorn, leaving a gap in the bronze gate.

But in a master fight, two breaths can often decide the outcome, and the time they were wasted by these monsters was enough for them to escape far.

A huge palm exuding a monstrous magic intent stretched out from the depths of Shandong Province. It was so fast that it tore through the void and fell directly from the sky, blocking the way of the two of them.

Xu Guanghan stomped the ground with his foot, and the blue ice sword was stretched in an instant, and it was supported by Zhao Wushuang's palm and rushed upward violently, temporarily resisting the huge palm.

"Saint, you go!"

Xu Guanghan roared.

"I……"

Ling Qingjue was stunned.

"Come on."

Xu Guanghan held the ice-blue long sword high. With his semi-holy strength, he tried to resist the black dragon of the fifth heaven of saints. It was really difficult, and the tip of the ice-blue sword had some cracks.

"Go, go back and tell my master, let them avenge me!"

Under the tremendous force, Xu Kun's tiger's mouth burst open, and blood dripped down the ground along the palm of his hand, which also impacted Ling Qingjue's heart.

She knew that now was not the time to show off her abilities, so she stepped out of the bronze gate as soon as she stepped on her toes.

"Junior Brother Xu, I will definitely avenge you." Ling Qingjue gritted her teeth and said, her eyes were already red.

"Junior Brother Zhao...I will also avenge you."

Ling Qingjue thought silently.

She didn't know why Zhao Wushuang didn't make a move when the black dragon appeared, maybe she was scared stupid, or maybe she accepted her fate.

But no matter which one it is, the probability of them escaping from the palm of the black dragon today is very slim.

Ling Qingjue leaped [-] meters. She used the phantom-shifting technique, and came to the side of the stone bridge in just a few breaths.

After crossing this bridge, you have to climb over the cliff and walk up the plank road.Even if he ran away with all his strength, it would take at least a quarter of an hour.

In this quarter of an hour, she had to ensure that she would not fall into the hands of the black dragon.

No matter how you look at it, this escape battle is lost.

But she must not give up!
As soon as she stepped across the stone bridge, she felt something was wrong and immediately backed away at full speed.

The next moment, the stone bridge exploded, and the huge waves rolled into a wall, completely blocking her way of escape.

"I said, none of you can escape."

In the darkness behind, a huge and burly black figure stepped out.

Heilong carried Xu Guanghan and threw him to the ground like a dog.

Xu Guanghan's whole body was covered with blood, and his hands were even bloody. It seemed that he had suffered quite a blow.

His chest was still heaving slightly, and he looked at the black dragon with hazy eyes.

"You...you better not...otherwise..."

boom!
The black dragon kicked over, and Xu Guanghan flew into the air, smashing a small hill directly.

"The old man didn't let you speak."

Heilong put his hands behind his back, his eyes were extremely calm.

"Saint, I think you'd better be obedient and grab it, otherwise you might turn into a corpse if you do."

Ling Qingjue didn't answer his words, but turned his head, the long sword in his hand rose into the air, and as Ling Qingjue chanted the spell, it split into more than a dozen long swords that were determined and aggressive.

"Li Yu Divine Sword, rock-shattering!"

On the top of Ling Qingjue's head, there was a dharma form formed by Yuanli, which slowly fell down. It was a divine wing with white streamers shining all over its body.

This is her Faxiang, and it is also the first time to show it in front of others.

When the black dragon saw the sacred and majestic white wings, he was stunned for a moment, and the smile on his face became stronger and stronger.

"It's unbelievable that you actually have a trace of the blood of the gods, but that's it."

Anyone who has dealt with him knows that the brighter the black dragon's smile, the stronger the killing intent in his heart.

But at this moment, Ling Qing couldn't care less about these things, she just wanted to save Xu Guanghan, even if she burned her life.

"Black Dragon, I think you are the third elder of the Holy Land, and I don't want to entangle you too much. I don't intend to find out what you have done. Now you let us go and cancel everything, otherwise I will die with you."

In mid-air, the pure white wings in the circle of Faxiang descended slowly and merged with Ling Qingjue.

Just a Dharma image allowed Ling Qingjue's strength to break through the semi-saint, and directly skyrocketed to the second level of the saint.

If relying on such strength to fight against the black dragon, I am afraid that the other party will not be able to take advantage of it.

"Your talent is very good. It's hard for Tang Xu to let that old bastard. Being the Holy Master has hidden you for so many years, just to cover up this matter."

Heilong then smiled and said: "But... what's the use of you going back? Why don't you go and accompany your master."

When Ling Qingjue heard this, his pupils shrank immediately.

"It turns out that my master was captured by you, traitor!"

Ling Qingjue gritted her teeth, she bowed slightly, her white wings suddenly spread, and she swept out along the ground.

Like a meteor Jedi counterattack.

The black dragon's palm pressed down, and the roots protruded from the ground, blocking Ling Qingjue's attack route.

Ling Qingjue shook his wings, accelerated again, and avoided most of the thrusts with a strange and changeable dodge posture.

But those spikes were too dense, Ling Qingjue simply opened fire, the front feathers of both wings condensed into sharp blades, directly cut through the loess spikes, and went straight to the black dragon.

Heilong shook his head, he didn't even look at Ling Qingjue, he just raised his head and said.

"She'll leave it to you."

The current sentence made Ling Qingjue feel a great crisis.

She seemed to have remembered something, and suddenly looked up, just above the sky, a pair of huge red eyes were reflected in her eyes.

"Hey... I didn't expect a little lady to come, not bad, not bad, Black Dragon, the quality of your female disciples in Qinglian Holy Land is not bad."

(End of this chapter)