Unparalleled in the world, Miss Ninth Defying Heaven

Chapter 132
"Ya Yan, take him away first." The other party was so noisy, Zi Motong also knew how much to believe the other party's words, so he had to let the two burdens go first.

Ya Piao was a little hesitant, he didn't understand why the goddess didn't let them help, obviously their cultivation level had few rivals in the world.

"Go!" Zi Motong scolded coldly.

"But, God... um!" The white tiger next to Ya Pang was about to say something, but Ya Pang tightly covered his mouth.

At this time, Ya Pian just wanted to slap himself hard, why did he want to bring this confused guy out before?Do you still want to be called Goddess Goddess in public? !
"It's absolutely perfect." Just as Zi Motong finished sighing, a dozen people suddenly appeared in front of her eyes. Those people looked at Patriarch Murong, and then went to communicate with Murong Jinxing. Zi Motong vaguely heard that Murong Jinxing called them 'elders'.

In the end, Ya Pie still didn't leave, but just got rid of the White Tiger Clan member next to him first, and stood stubbornly at the same place, and sent her a voice transmission: "I promised, Lord Priest, to find and protect Goddess."

Zi Motong didn't have the heart to persuade him anymore, because the eyes of a dozen people on the opposite side had locked on her, and the leader said: "You dare to drive the spirit beast to assassinate our Patriarch, it's a heinous crime, but it's because you are young, if you If you can get those two spirits released just now, we will let you go and let you forget the past."

"Heh." It's really greedy enough to insist on two white tigers at the level of divine beasts, and it doesn't even care about the affairs of the Patriarch. It's up to you to tame it yourself."

Just these brats still want to tame him?At least he is also a white tiger of the eighth rank of the divine beast, which is equivalent to the fifth rank of the spirit god. These elders are nothing but scum, at most less than the second rank of the spirit god.

"Then leave them all." An old voice came, and an old man came with a sword. He was dressed in white and looked like a fairy.

All the Murong family members bowed to him, "Old ancestor!"

"Who was I at that time? I had the guts to kill the head of the Murong family. I didn't expect it to be a little girl and two little tigers." The old ancestor was holding something in his hand, and he threw it on the ground casually. Only a white tiger.

The white tiger was seriously injured, its breathing was very weak, and it was lying on the ground unable to move.

Ya Piao's eyes were bloodshot, and his animal form was faintly visible due to anger. He simply stopped suppressing it and turned into a beast body and rushed forward.

Their ancestors appeared, and the Murong family were no longer afraid, but became even more arrogant, "So what if the white tiger is powerful? Our ancestors are spiritual masters!"

Zi Motong held the Bi Luodao and just wanted to rush forward. Once again, she hated herself for being weak, and the people she brought could not protect her!

The battle between one man and one tiger was extremely fast, and dozens of rounds had been fought in one breath, but the gap in cultivation was too great, and Ya Pang was still defeated. The old ancestor seemed to feel that Ya Pang would definitely not be domesticated, so he simply wanted to directly Take his magic core.

Zi Motong couldn't just watch anymore, she gritted her teeth and said one word: "Shang."

Although it's a pity that it can't be domesticated, but if this magic core is refined, maybe it can go to the upper plane. Thinking of this, he became more and more happy, and didn't notice a black long sword stabbing him at all.

"Old ancestor!" Someone yelled, and he realized that something was wrong, and he had been pierced through his shoulder while dodging.

"Who is it! Who is sneaking up on me!" He stared angrily around, only to see a man in a black and gold robe standing next to Zi Motong.

With her long hair untucked, she swayed casually behind her, with sharp eyebrows and phoenix eyes, and thin lips said softly: "My lord, do you dare to move?"

The old ancestor's body was slightly stiff, his shoulder was injured, and he didn't notice it when the other party hurt him, but he didn't know the other party's cultivation level. Looking at the other party's appearance, he was indeed very handsome and young. After being jealous, she felt that the opponent's strength should not be very good, so she rushed to him to avenge her death with a sword.

After a few tricks, the ancestor still didn't know how deep he was, but Ye Xuanshang glanced at him coldly, and said sarcastically: "This is the so-called Great Perfection? It's nothing more than that, I'm afraid he hasn't even reached the ninth-level intermediate level of Lingshen?" ?”

Enraged by his success, the old ancestor took out his weapon and swung it at him.

Ye Xuanshang felt bored, so he had to fight quickly. Many of his swords were slowly separated, all of which were real swords and not phantoms.

The old ancestor didn't expect the other party to be so careless, he couldn't help ringing a bell in his heart, and the group of swords rushed towards him quickly.

"Swords surge and flow!" The voice was slowly spit out by him. The group of swords seemed to be chaotic, but they never collided. They always passed through the gaps and passed through the body of the ancestor.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" The old ancestor let out a series of screams, the sound made one's scalp tingle, but it didn't stop.

Why... this sword can't stop at all... the old ancestor only had these fragmented thoughts, and in a few moments, Ye Xuanshang retracted the sword, and the old ancestor also fell from the air.

(End of this chapter)