My Ares Son-in-Law

Chapter 4942: Scare off Saint Baiyue

The woman's face is as beautiful as the snowflakes in early spring, white and charming. However, her eyes lacked the warmth and emotion that humans should have, and were replaced by a deep indifference and alienation.

Her clothes are woven from white silk, gorgeous and noble. Hanging around her neck was an ancient silver cross, which was the symbol of her status as the patriarch of the Holy Clan.

However, this cross seemed so ironic and contradictory to her because her heart was not on it.

Her fingers are slender and white, and they twist the cross gracefully, as if laughing at the hypocrisy and ignorance of the world.

This man's smile was as cold as the winter wind, biting and cold.

Her laughter was hollow, as if coming from a distant place, with a heart-stopping chill.

Her steps are light and easy, like an elegant dancer strolling on the world's stage.

"Holy White Moon!"

Xiao Chen recognized this person because Wuming once showed him a photo of Sheng Baiyue. This woman looked more like a mixed race, not a pure Dragon Country person.

"Are you the Saint Slayer?"

Sheng Baiyue looked at Xiao Chen with an extremely gloomy expression: "Did you kill Yin Haoyu and a member of my holy clan?"

"What about me?"

Xiao Chen sneered: "You crippled Wu Ming's grandfather and killed Wu Ming's parents. You even sent people to attack my apprentice Xiao Chen repeatedly. I just killed a few losers. What's so big about it? I still Ready to kill you!"

boom!
  Sheng Baiyue's aura surged out like a stormy sea and rushed towards Xiao Chen.

The terrifying aura made Xiao Chen feel very uncomfortable. If it weren't for Fengzi standing next to him, he would have fallen to the ground.

"Kill me? Others are afraid of you killing the saint, but I'm not afraid!"

Sheng Baiyue stopped talking nonsense, opened her white palm, and pressed it towards Xiao Chen. It seemed like a casual blow, but it revealed an extremely terrifying aura.

When the palm technique is used, it seems to stir up the surrounding air, forming vortices that are difficult to discern with the naked eye. Under the sunlight, the edge of the palm was as sharp as a blade, cutting through the silent night sky and cutting off the flow of air.

For a moment, it seemed like there was only a pair of dancing palms left between heaven and earth.

The palm techniques are constantly changing, either fast or slow, light or heavy, sometimes like spring water, sometimes like thunder.

Every swing seems to be drawing a vivid picture, and every blow contains endless power.

That seemingly ordinary move contains a unique charm.

That palm technique is like a giant dragon hiding in the deep sea. Although it is usually silent, once it stirs and dances, it will cause earth-shaking changes.

Can't stop!
  This is Xiao Chen's truest feeling.

This Holy White Moon feels stronger than Fengzi.

We can only use the power of the Holy Formation, otherwise I am afraid that I will be killed by the Holy White Moon today.

Without any hesitation, Xiao Chen activated the power of the Formation Saint in an instant.

As his realm improved, the power of the Formation Saint's improvement on him also became huge.

At that moment, Xiao Chen felt that his combat power had increased to a terrifying level, at least comparable to that of a ninth-level king.

"kill!"

Xiao Chen rotated the Ten Thousand Magic Formation, and the Five Elements Killing Formation came out at the same time.

Golden giant sword!
  Huge tree vine!
  Roaring water dragon!
  Blazing fireball!
  Sharp ground thorn!
  For a time, the Holy White Moon was surrounded by five kinds of terrifying attacks.

At the same time, Fengzi also moved.

The sharp giant claws grabbed hard.

Neither of them is the opponent of Saint Baiyue, but if they join forces, it will be different.

Bang!
  Bang!
  ……

The terrifying attacks collided with each other, and the continuous collisions caused the surrounding ivy barrier to continuously shatter.

In the distance, Murong Ge was coming. Hearing the loud noise, she felt anxious. Sheng Baiyue was going too fast. She was left behind a lot and she had to speed up.

At the scene, the aftermath of the shock dissipated.

Sheng Baiyue's face was extremely ugly.

Her attack was blocked!

It was actually blocked.

An eagle! one person!

He actually possesses terrifying combat power comparable to hers.

"Which idiot said that this Saint Slayer is only as good as the Lord of the Holy Mountain? Who said that!"

Saint Baiyue was furious.

The Lord of the Holy Mountain is only a fourth-level king at his most powerful.

But the attack of the Saint Slaughter in front of him was definitely at the level of a ninth-level king. This was outrageous.

"We have to change our plans!"

Sheng Baiyue originally wanted to kill the Saint-Slaughter with her own hands, but the Saint-Slaughter in front of her was obviously not something she could kill easily. Plus, there was an eagle that was even stronger than the Saint-Slaughter, making it even more impossible to defeat.

She didn't dare to hesitate because Murong Ge was also here.

Coupled with Murong Ge, if she was besieged, she might die here today.

"go!"

Sheng Baiyue did not hesitate, turned around and left: "Saint Slaughter, you'd better not be alone!"

call out!
  She turned and left.

At this time, Murong Ge finally arrived. Seeing the messy scene, he was a little worried, but he finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the Saint Slayer was intact.

"Where's Uncle Xiao?"

Murong Ge asked.

"Don't worry, he is practicing."

Xiao Chen smiled and said, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine. I was fooled this time and fell into the other party's trick to lure the tiger away from the mountain. But... uncle and master, are you so powerful that you even beat Saint Bai Yue away? I really underestimated you."

Murong Ge said.

"It's just luck, not ability. In terms of real ability, I'm not as good as you."

Xiao Chen shook his head and said.

"Okay, since you're fine, I have to take a rest. I was exhausted from the battle just now."

Murong Ge fought tooth and nail to repel Saint Bai Yue. Although he was not injured at the moment, he was really exhausted and had to take a good rest.

"Go!"

Xiao Chen nodded.

Murongge turned and left.

At this time, Saint Bai Yue had returned to the Saint Clan.

Her face was extremely ugly. She had already taken action herself, but she failed to kill the Saint-Slayer. This Saint-Slayer was really much scarier than she imagined.

"It doesn't matter. After I break through again, even if he joins forces with that eagle, he will die!"

Sheng Baiyue gritted his teeth.

She didn't understand where the eagle came from, and there was a mysterious and terrifying aura in its body.

It doesn't look like something from this era.

"Who is the Saint Slayer? Could it be Mo Yuhan?" Sheng Baiyue frowned.

Mo Yuhan once caused a storm in the ancient sea, and later went to the secular world to escape the pursuit of strong men from the spiritual realm, but I heard that he came back some time ago. I wonder if there is any coincidence between this.

"Can't just wait!"

Saint Baiyue had a killing intent in his eyes and immediately summoned the senior leaders of the Saint clan.

"Is the group of heroes coming soon?"

she asked coldly.

Everyone present could feel the patriarch's anger and murderous intent.

Although they didn't know what anger the clan leader was suffering from outside, they all knew that they couldn't provoke him now.

(End of this chapter)