Unparalleled in the world: the princess is too arrogant

143 Chapter 3 The Wings Fly ([-])
"Yes." After everyone responded in unison, they quickly surrounded Ling Wushuang, and it was a dense mass of darkness. It looked like a well-trained assassin.

The two elders of the holy rank did not stop at all, and shot at the same time, two light green profound energy gushed out from the body, turned into two sword lights, and attacked Ling Wushuang.

"Hahahaha." Narcissus laughed angrily, "Ling Wushuang, you asked for this."

As long as Ling Wushuang is killed, no one will know that Ling Wushuang is better than her Narcissus, absolutely no one will know!

Ling Wushuang's eyes dimmed slightly, and with a wave of his hand, a golden light flowed out, "Golden cable!"

The golden golden rope turned into a stream of light and quickly shuttled around the crowd. Afterwards, the crowd froze. At the same time, the separated legs were bound by the golden threads, and they came together suddenly, with a muffled bang bang bang bang. After that, fell to the ground!
Dozens of Tianxuan masters seemed to be connected in a string by golden threads like spider webs, like stacking arhats, and they fell to the ground.

"How is this possible?" Shui Xian'er was shocked that Ling Wushuang would actually use her golden rope!
The two elders, worthy of being the powerhouses of the holy rank, avoided the golden rope, stood in front of Shui Xian'er, and said, "Saint, let's take care of Ling Wushuang, you go first."

Even though Ling Wushuang was just a novice saint like them, but facing her, they didn't even have the slightest confidence in their hearts.

"Let's go now, but it seems too late." Ling Wushuang chuckled and jumped up suddenly, overflowing with emerald green profound energy, and his whole body was like a mountain, rising from the ground in an instant.

"Pfft."

Ling Wushuang spread out her hand, and there was a pop, a string of crimson flames emerged from her palm, turning into a fiery red lotus flower, which slowly spun.

The two elders of the holy rank, their old eyes widened, felt a terrible aura, and came to them. Narcissus was locked by a powerful divine sense, as if trapped in mud paralysis, unable to move an inch at all, and couldn't bring it up even if he wanted to leave. feet.

Not far away, Jiang Yi, who wanted to run away, was stiff all over, his face was pale, his legs suddenly went limp, and he was so overwhelmed by the terrifying momentum, his face was as pale as paper.

Ling Wushuang lured them out of the city, and it turned out that he wanted to kill people to silence them.

No, he doesn't want to die!

By the way, private fights are not allowed before the family qualifying match. Jiang Yi's desperate eyes flashed a little light, but he opened his mouth, but he couldn't utter a word.

"It's over!" Ling Wushuang turned his left hand, and another fire lotus appeared in her hand, holding a delicate fire lotus in each hand, raised his hands together, and turned into a bigger flower in front of her. The scarlet lotus blooms coquettishly.

"Ling Wushuang, stop!"

Just when Ling Wushuang was about to strike, a rich voice came from afar.

Ling Wushuang's mind was like a muffled thunder, and the hands holding Huolian trembled almost invisible, and he raised his eyes and glanced into the distance.

The figure of the Poison Saint Bai Qiutian rushed towards this direction, followed by a few figures, furious, roared towards this direction, "Ling Wushuang, if you dare to do something, I will definitely kill you!" The place of burial!"

At the same time, waves of strong aura came overwhelmingly.

"Master!" Shui Xian'er was overjoyed immediately, her complexion was still ugly, but she laughed wildly in her heart.

Between the holy ranks, the difference of one level is a world of difference. Poison Saint Bai Qiutian has reached the high-level titled saint, and the strength of the previous intermediate-level saint Lei Sheng is completely different. , the coercion released all over his body made Ling Wushuang a little uncomfortable, after all, the gap was too big.

Ling Wushuang stared at the person who was coming quickly, and gritted his teeth suddenly, ignoring the furious poison sage, the fire lotus in his hand came out towards Shui Xian'er and the others!

"No!" Shui Xian'er's eyes were bloodshot, this woman dared to attack her in front of her master!
"Ling Wushuang, how dare you!"

A shout was like a thunderclap, but the far water could not save the near fire, and the hoarse roar of the poisonous sage still couldn't stop the fire lotus from Ling Wushuang's hands.

"boom--"

The fire lotus exploded suddenly, turning the place into a sea of ​​flames. The condensed chaotic flames made the surrounding air slightly distorted.

Narcissus let out a terrible howl, and in a blink of an eye, she became a burning man, howling ghostly and howling, and disappeared after several struggles.

"Ah!" The poisonous sage rushed to him, and saw that his lover had lost all breath, almost turned into nothingness, his old face was black and blue, and the veins on his forehead, like vines, burst out, and he raised his hair and let out a roar of anger roar.

Several elders who followed the Poison Saint turned cold at the same time, the Saintess is dead!

Lei Sheng came back and had half of his body amputated, but the saint didn't know the details, so she came to Ling Wushuang, they knew something would happen, but they didn't want to, it was still a step too late!
"Ling Wushuang, take your life!" The poison sage turned around with a ferocious expression, and struck Ling Wushuang out of thin air with a big black palm!
Ling Wushuang's expression froze slightly, he quickly turned over, his feet landed on the ground, and dodged in a thrilling way, the giant black palm landed on the ground, and there was a loud noise from behind, and a large black pit appeared.

"Third brother, don't be impulsive." The elders were a little hesitant. There was a god-level master behind the Ling family, and the Holy Master personally ordered him not to act rashly.

"This old man must kill Ling Wushuang today. Don't let anyone stop me." The poisonous sage stepped forward suddenly, and the ground around him seemed to vibrate a few times. We did."

If Xian'er was fine and cared about the people behind the Ling family, he might let Ling Wushuang go, but she actually killed Xian'er, even dared to kill his only disciple, an unforgivable crime!

Several elders looked at each other, the third one was right, who would know that they did it if Ling Wushuang was killed?

A wave of black air gushed out from the Poison Saint, "Ling Wushuang, I want to see who else can save you today."

Ling Wushuang frowned lightly. Facing a real master like Poison Saint, she would definitely not be able to take advantage of a head-on confrontation now, let alone, the lowest of these people are all middle-level saints.

In the blink of an eye, the thoughts in Ling Wushuang's mind had already turned several times.

The poisonous sage made another move, and several elders of the church raised their breaths, ready to help him, "Ling Wushuang, I think you can fly with wings today!"

"Really?" Hearing this, a strange smile slowly appeared on Ling Wushuang's face.

Seeing Ling Wushuang's smile, the poison sage was even more furious, and he could still laugh when he was about to die!
"If that's the case, then you guys play slowly, and I won't accompany you." Ling Wushuang smiled brilliantly, tiptoeing to the ground, her petite figure flew upside down into the sky, and then, a mass of crimson flames engulfed behind her. With a loud bang, a pair of huge fire wings spread out behind her.

(End of this chapter)