after god gambler

Chapter 463: Qianlong Flying to the Sky (2)
The lady's vision was not wrong back then, and she chose a capable assistant to take care of everything silently, so that the lady had no worries.

"You've been busy all day today, and you haven't eaten anything. I'll bring you a box of snacks. Let's eat while you blow the air!"

Feng Hongjiang opened the food box, and there were several exquisite snacks in the shape of various fruits, which looked very attractive.

"Thank you!"

Xue Shao smiled slightly, and a trace of rare tenderness appeared on her gentle face.

"There is no need to be so polite between us!"

Feng Hongjiang shook his head, a little displeased with her polite words.

"Then I'm welcome!"

Xue Shao picked up a piece of pastry and put it in her mouth, her gentle voice sounded a bit shy like a daughter's.A faint blush also floated on her cheeks, making her beautiful face more bright and moving.

The peace and warmth here is completely opposite to the fierce fighting outside the northern city. When the arrow rain flew down, everyone in the Youyin Temple waved their sickles to block and reflect the arrow feathers.

"If you only have this ability, then don't even try to stop me today!"

Mo Changge saw that with the protection of all the guards, these arrow feathers were futile, so he raised his head and laughed triumphantly.

"Break a bloody path, rush out!"

He shouted loudly, and everyone in Youyin Hall rushed outside with all their might.

"My Zique City is not a place where you can come and leave as soon as you say!"

Mo Yanhua sent out a signal flare in his hand, rushed to the sky, exploded suddenly, and the fireworks pattern that bloomed was a distinctive feather color light.First it spread out like petals, and then turned into feathers and flew in the sky, dragging its tail like a shooting star.

That beautiful scene fell into the eyes of countless people in Zique City, leaving an indelible impression in their hearts.

Even after many years, some people still talk about it, and still remember that night, a large feather of light fell from the sky, as beautiful as snow in the middle of winter night.

When the decree of the Holy Feather Battle Hall came down with the signal flares blooming, a large number of psychic masters in different clothes gathered at the north city gate and saluted Mo Yanhua respectfully.

"See the Lord!"

A large number of people in the Shengyu Battle Hall, including traffickers, merchants and scholars, all kinds of people are warriors hidden in the market.Each of them has the mark of the Holy Feather on their bodies. They are people with spiritual roots secretly selected by the Holy Feather Battle Hall, and they are the Holy Feather's army that has been cultivated through several generations.

Each of these people is a distinguished psychic master, much more powerful than ordinary soldiers.

In addition, Shengyu battle halls are scattered in countless places, and Mo Yanhua always responds everywhere he goes.When the Holy Feather Battle Hall surfaced, it also meant that Qianlong flew up into the sky, truly showing his magnificence.

"You, you hide really deep! Unexpectedly, I still can't beat you in the end! I'm not reconciled! I'm not reconciled!"

Mo Changge roared in grief and anger, his originally handsome face became ferociously distorted in the flames of jealousy.

He thought that if he made a comeback, he would definitely get back everything he wanted in one fell swoop, but he never thought that Mo Yanhua was stronger than he imagined!
"kill!"

Mo Yanhua's clear and moist voice fell indifferently.

As soon as the soldiers of the Holy Feather Battle Hall made a move, a large number of guards of the Youyin Temple were beaten and retreated, and the number decreased sharply.

Soon, only the envoys left and right of Youyin Hall were left to protect Mo Changge and Feng Fuliu. Facing the heavy siege, the two of them were ashamed.

Just as the weapons in everyone's hands fell towards them, a black streamer descended from the sky, wrapped their bodies, and flew towards the city.

"Oh!"

All the archers on the top of the city were knocked down by a huge force.

The moonlight was cold, and a figure in a black cloak, exuding evil spirit, stood on the city wall.

"Saint!"

The envoys on the left and right of the Youyin Palace saw the black streamer in the hands of the visitors. It was a streamer representing the identity symbol in the Youyin Palace. It was made of black Gu silk, and only the people in the Youyin Palace had it.

"Can't you handle such a small thing?"

The woman's cold voice was full of anger.

"Holy Aunt, forgive me, the other party is too cunning! We are not opponents! Even my father has been—"

When Mo Changge saw the saintess from Youyin Palace coming in person, he gained confidence and spoke immediately.

"Hmph! It's just a group of ants, what's the threat? Anyone who dares to kill our Yin Temple, none of you will live today!"

The black streamer in the hand of the holy lady of Youyin Temple suddenly became bigger and fell towards the army below.

Rolling streamers of black mist are full of deadly killing power.

Feng Meixue and Mo Yanhua looked at each other, knowing that if the holy lady of the Youyin Temple succeeds, there must be heavy casualties.

"Go back 1000 meters!"

After the order of the two was issued, they flew up together, and the two joined forces to attack the holy lady in the Youyin Temple.

Feng Meixue swept the Piaoxue Peach Blossom Fan in her hand, and countless peach blossoms flew towards the black ribbon. However, the black ribbon crushed the peach blossoms in an instant, and the momentum remained unabated.

The coercion in the air was extraordinarily powerful.

If there was anyone Feng Meixue had met who had a similar aura to the woman in front of her, it would be Taoist Xuantian.

In Mo Yanhua's hand, the phantom sound magic piano fluttered out, and the sound blades came out in unison, with an imposing manner.

It's a pity that the sound blade, which has always been invincible, has no effect on the weird ribbon in the woman's hand.

"Ants are ants. If you kowtow and beg for mercy, I can spare your life!"

Seeing Mo Yanhua's handsome and unrestrained demeanor under the moonlight, the holy aunt of Youyin Temple had a flash of amazement in her eyes, and a strange fiery feeling.She exuded a powerful coercion, trying to force the two people in front of her to kneel down.

The strength of Feng Meixue and Mo Yanhua is already outstanding among the younger generation in the mortal world.Even in other worlds, there are very few people who can reach the god level here.

However, they still lack the accumulation and precipitation of time. Facing this old monster who does not know how many years of cultivation, they all feel their own low strength.

It's not that if you reach the god rank, you will be invincible in the world. There are countless people in this world who are higher than the god rank.Especially in the God Realm, the God Rank is just the lowest existence, and the upper part is divided into the Nine Heavens God Realm. All kinds of powerful existence are beyond their imagination.

It's just because they haven't encountered many, and haven't come into contact with the world above the god level, so they are a little strange.

Although they felt that the woman in front of them was as strong as Xuantian, the two of them never showed any fear or wavering.Their strength is not as good as these old monsters now, but if you want them to kneel down and beg for mercy, don't even think about it!
(End of this chapter)