Chapter 445 You are...Sixth Sister???
Having already cooperated once, this time their movements were even smoother and more tacit.
Chu Xinglan concentrated his mind and calmed his breath, responsible for connecting the three plates of heaven, earth and man, and coordinating the operation of the formation. The majestic and pure power surged towards Jiang Wuya, the main attacker, like the confluence of rivers.
Unlike the last battle against Yun Miaozi, this time Qin Zhaoyue did not try to assist with various miscellaneous forces.
Although the opponent in front of him is also of the second grade, he is far from being a monster that has touched the threshold of the first grade. He is just "ordinary".
With the blessing of the mysterious power of the three-plate formation, Jiang Wuya only felt the true energy in his body rushing and flowing, unstoppable.
Beneath the face mask, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but raise into a very faint, yet pleasant arc.
That shallow smile is like plum jam~
Facing the two palms coming towards him with a faint glow from the guards of the noble family, Jiang Wuya did not dodge, but simply pushed out a palm seemingly casually.
This palm strike was simple and even seemed a little slow, but it contained the terrifying power of three formations combined.
He was the first to arrive after starting later and firmly blocked the opponent's attack.
boom!
The two terrifying forces collided fiercely again, and the energy surged everywhere, completely crushing the remaining furniture and decorations in the room into dust.
This time, Jiang Wuya's body was as steady as a rock, and he did not move an inch.
However, the guard from the noble family seemed to have been hit hard. He groaned suddenly, the blood drained from his face in an instant, and he flew backwards uncontrollably.
As luck would have it, the direction he flew backwards was facing the window, in other words, facing the direction where Qin Zhaoyue was hiding.
Tsk…
Qin Zhaoyue rolled her eyes silently in her heart.
This group of second-grade realm people really have no moral principles. Every one of them is like this, and they only pick on her, a weak persimmon.
This is definitely not a coincidence; it must be a calculation made by the other party in the moment of crisis.
Just as the guard was about to crash into the window, the figure beside the window flickered slightly, and Qin Zhaoyue, who was originally standing there, disappeared.
Instead, there was Chu Xinglan's figure as cold as snow.
As expected, the guard who was flying backwards suddenly turned around at the critical moment, and the dark green light condensed on his palms suddenly increased, and struck out with incredible ferocity.
The intention is obvious. Even if he cannot capture and kill the person, he must seriously injure or even force the person near the window to retreat, creating an opportunity to escape.
Unfortunately, he was no longer facing Qin Zhaoyue, who was at a "low" level, but Chu Xinglan's sword, which was as cold as ice and had been waiting for a long time.
Swish!
The sword flashed like cold lightning, and it was a clean and neat downward swipe.
There was only a slight "swish" sound, followed by the muffled sound of a sharp weapon cutting through bones and flesh.
A pair of flesh palms condensed with dark green palm power were cut off at the wrists and fell directly to the ground.
Blood gushed out from the broken part like a fountain, instantly dyeing the messy ground beneath his feet red.
The guard screamed and staggered backward, the last trace of blood on his face disappeared completely, leaving only the distortion brought by severe pain and unbelievable horror.
"The art of teleportation... You, you are the sorcerers of Tianyan Sect!" The answer is about to come out.
Qin Zhaoyue, who had always seemed to be out of the battle, made his first move just at the moment he moved and changed his position.
She was seen holding the Queen Mother steadily with one hand, and waving her other empty hand lightly and seemingly casually.
Ayaduo, who was secretly regulating her breathing and trying to find an opportunity to escape, suddenly felt the air around her freeze.
A black cage formed by pure potential energy appeared out of thin air, completely enveloping and imprisoning her!
The cage exuded a cold and murderous aura of punishment, which was exactly the "punishment" that Dou Zuan understood.
Although Qin Zhaoyue was only at the third level, with the blessing of the resonance of the three plates of heaven, earth and man, his true energy flowed smoothly and unhindered, and his momentum was extremely secretive and swift.
Ayaduo was also a third-rank official and was injured. By the time she realized the crisis, she had already lost the initiative and was trapped.
She had suffered internal injuries in the aftermath of the previous collision. Although her strength was not greatly affected, she was by no means intact.
Seeing that the second-rank guard of the aristocratic family was at a disadvantage, Ben knew that he was no match for him and had been waiting for an opportunity.
She waited for the guard's final counterattack to create chaos, and then she could take advantage of the chaos to escape.
But she never expected that a strong man of the second level would be defeated so quickly!
After just a moment of hesitation and waiting, she was imprisoned.
Dark green poisonous mist gushed out of her body crazily, trying to corrode and dissolve the black cage bars.
The place where the two collided made a teeth-grinding "hissing" sound, and the black air and green mist corroded and consumed each other.
However, this punishment cage was extremely strong and could not be broken in a short time. She was completely stuck in a stalemate.
It’s over…
At this moment, Ayaduo's face was ashen and pale without a trace of blood.
Originally thought that with a strong man of the second rank guarding them, they were already foolproof, but who could have imagined that the Dagan court could actually control the Tianyan Sect that had long been in seclusion!
A huge sense of absurdity and despair gripped her.
On the other side, Jiang Wuya and Chu Xinglan were not talkative people.
Kill you while you are sick!
The two men, one in front and one behind, moved as fast as lightning and simultaneously attacked the aristocratic family guard who had been severely injured and had both hands broken off.
He had already had a hard time gaining the upper hand in a one-on-one fight, and now, seriously injured, he was attacked by two veteran second-grade masters who were blessed with formations. The terrifying squeezing of the "domains" in front and behind made him like a flying insect trapped in amber, unable to move at all.
Chu Xinglan's sword flashed like a quick shadow, and he beheaded him cleanly and efficiently.
At the same time, Jiang Wuya's powerful palm had already landed on his back.
Poor second-grade strongman, his body shattered in an instant and he died in a way that could not be dead again.
It happened so quickly that from the moment the three of them showed up and launched the surprise attack, it took only ten breaths before a second-grade cultivator was dead!
Ayaduo in the black cage had already put away the poisonous fog that she had been struggling in vain, and her face was as pale as a withered tree.
Oh, what's the point of struggling?
Could it be that I could be stronger than that guard?
All that remains is a huge sense of absurdity:
Could it be that the plan that the aristocratic family had been planning for many years was defeated so easily?
Not to mention the terrifying strength of these three people, once they lost Qin Jingheng's "legitimate" trump card, they would become traitors who could be killed by everyone.
By then, how stable will the morale of the soldiers recruited through righteousness and money be?
Lost, everything is lost...
The three of them raised their hands and removed their veils, revealing their true faces.
Qin Jingheng, unable to move on the bed, rolled his eyes frantically, trying hard to see the appearance of the person who came to save him.
"You are... Ziweitai Commander, Chu Xinglan?"
Ziwei Terrace is aloof and mysterious, and has always been guarded by only one person.
Except for grand ceremonies like the Heaven Sacrifice, it is rare to see such a thing normally, but he vaguely remembers Chu Xinglan's appearance.
After recognizing her, Qin Jingheng felt relieved.
However, when he caught a glimpse of another slender and familiar figure out of the corner of his eye, he was struck by lightning!
"You, you are... the sixth sister???"
His voice suddenly rose in extreme surprise, even breaking, and was filled with incredible tremors.
Even if he guessed it ten thousand times, he would never have imagined that the person who came to save him would be the Sixth Princess, who had been regarded as a marginal member of the royal family since childhood!
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