God Emperor's vinegar jar is turned over again

Chapter 1862 The Eighth Holy Messenger (3)

"Hahaha……"

Zhao Long laughed.

He fought bloody battle just now, and he killed the most fiercely. Those who didn't know thought that he had bitten someone's throat to drink blood. There was so much blood on his body.

"Heaven's punishment? You are a blue spirit warrior, but you can't get out of heaven's punishment!"

Yue Qingcheng was even more confused when she heard this.

Curse?

She felt that Thunder Tribulation was one of the types of divine punishment. Could it be possible that the envoy could still cast down such divine power?

No, it's impossible!

Yingqin'er pursed her lips and smiled, "When I said Heaven's Punishment, I didn't mean it... but..."

Ding!

She disappeared suddenly, appeared behind Mo Chou in the blink of an eye, and struck out with a sword.

Mo Shifang's face turned pale with fright, his pupils shrank suddenly, blood dripped down, and he forcibly changed Mo Chou's position.

brush!

Yingqin'er's move failed, but she didn't stop. Following the momentum of the sword, she rushed directly to Mo Shifang, and swept the sword across his shoulder, splashing blood.

In the blink of an eye, Yingqin'er returned to the side of Yingbaoqin.

"... Rather, the punishment personally imposed by the Holy Envoy!"

Huayan blinked her eyes, "Wow, this is awesome!"

The small-eyed loli girl is so amazing!

Hidden big boss!

However, Yue Qingcheng glanced at Ying Baoqin. Every time Yingqin'er made a move, he would play the Guqin. Could it be to add to the fun?

No, of course not!

There must be a reason for this.

Perhaps, Yingqin'er's sudden burst of strength has something to do with his piano sound.

She raised her eyebrows slightly, "Yuqin'er, don't kill him, he... is mine."

Yingqin'er was stunned for a moment, then returned to normal and nodded.

After all, Yue Qingcheng swept towards Mo Shifang.

Meng Chen said to the purple spirit warrior of the Meng family: "Quick, catch her!"

Not only his family's, but the purple spirit warriors of the other two families also moved.

The corners of Yue Qingcheng's lips hooked slightly, and she never dodged at all, and she didn't even move her eyes, she went straight to Mo Shifang.

Ding!

Yingqin'er quickly attacked the three Ziling powerhouses.

She is naturally not that strong, but because of her status as a holy envoy, there is no way for the purple spirit powerhouses in the Holy City to attack her.

If they hurt her, they hurt themselves!

That's why these big families sent Lan Ling's juniors here, just to kill their brothers and sisters, right?

"Eighth Holy Messenger, get out! Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Yingqin'er sneered, "If you dare, then try!"

Bang bang bang!

But a figure is faster than her.

Gui Xiao inserted himself between Yingqin'er and the three Ziling powerhouses to escort Yue Qingcheng, and when he raised his hand, the three flew out backwards.

Yingqin'er was close, but also staggered by the sudden force, Yingbaoqin rushed to support her from behind, so she didn't fall in embarrassment.

"sky!"

When Meng Chen and the others saw this scene, their hearts sank, and they couldn't believe what happened before them.

What happened to that slight raise of your hand?

Could it be that he has a tremendous force, otherwise how could he knock those three people into the air so easily?

so horrible!

Mo Shifang was also shocked beyond measure!

It is the ancestor of their family, even if they can fight against three Ziling powerhouses with one, and at most draw a tie, it is impossible to achieve this step!

How strong is this man? !He had already overestimated him, but in the end, he underestimated him?

"Where are you still looking, your opponent is me."

Yue Qingcheng appeared in front of him and punched him.

The wind was blowing from the fist, and with the icy flames that burned the sky, it enveloped Mo Shifang, brother and sister.

"what!"

Mo Chou screamed and quickly avoided, so as not to be burned by the ice flame.

(End of this chapter)