Chapter 702
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When Chen Xingyu, Shi Xiaoshu and others rushed out of the cave, there was no trace of Baizi painting.
Bai Zihua galloped in the sky thousands of miles away, toward the direction of Maple City. Shenzhi didn't realize that there was any pursuit of friars in the rear, so he finally relaxed.
"Chen XINGRAN, it's all you. Otherwise, how can my plan fail? In my lifetime, I will let you die without a burial place!"
At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly came into the ears of Bai Zihua without warning.
"Baizi painting, if you want me to die without a burial place, today is your last chance!"
Bai Zi's whole body trembles. He feels the powerful spiritual power in front of him. He stops his body and looks up. Then he sees a silver dragon rushing out of the clouds. Above the dragon's head stands a young man in white, holding a long sword in his hand.
This person is Chen XINGRAN.
"You... How could you catch up so quickly?"
Bai Zihua's pupil suddenly shrinks. Under the great shock, his composure and natural style have already been lost.
Chen XINGRAN gently raised his mouth and said with a smile: "baizihua, you have no right to ask me questions now, and I am not interested in answering you. You should give me an account of the hundreds of lives in Penglai today!"
Before the words were heard, the nine spirit sword in Chen XINGRAN's hand burst out, and the powerful sword cut through the void, whistling toward baizihua.
Bai Zihua's eyes flashed, his body retreated quickly, and the green dragon Epee on his back roared out, waving the green sword awn and facing the nine spirit sword awn.
"Bang, boom!" The huge explosion sounded, and the smoke filled the whole sky. Under the cover of the smoke, Bai Zihua quickly turned around and ran away.
Chen XINGRAN chuckled and ran through the smoke to catch up.
A moment later, Xiaoyin Jiaolong and Chen XINGRAN stand in front of Baizi's painting again. At this moment, the forehead of Baizi's painting is dripping with sweat, and the breath is rough, which makes it look embarrassed.
"White painting, you can't run. If I don't cut off your head today, my name will be written upside down!"
"Delusion, Chen XINGRAN, do you really think I can't deal with you?" With the sound of Bai Zi's painting, the aura in the space ring suddenly appears, and quickly condenses into a towering mountain, showing a strong and incomparable prestige, and crashing down on Chen XINGRAN and Xiaoyin Jiaolong.
Chen XINGRAN's face is awe inspiring, but the powerful pressure from the mountains makes him feel suffocated, and the nine spirit sword is hard to cut off.
"Boom, bang!" The mountains grow well in the wind, and suddenly hit xiaoyinjiaolong's head. Yinjiaolong let out a scream and fell down with Chen XINGRAN.
Bai Zihua was overjoyed. He looked up to the sky and said with a wild smile, "Chen XINGRAN, I still think you have a lot of skills. It's just a fake!"
Excited Bai Zihua Tingjian chases Chen XINGRAN in the direction of falling, obviously trying to kill him completely.
All of a sudden, a powerful force appeared on the top of Baizi's painting, which caught him off guard.
"What's the matter?" Bai Zihua was shocked. He looked up and saw that little yinjiaolong, waving his slender wings, rushed to him with Chen XINGRAN.
In shock, Bai Zihua suddenly realized that the mountain he had just imagined hit was actually the separate illusion of Chen XINGRAN and Xiao yinjiaolong. All this was just to confuse himself.
Great anger and panic filled the heart of Baizi's painting. At this moment, he felt the unprecedented breath of death. All this came from Chen XINGRAN.
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When Chen Xingyu, Shi Xiaoshu and others rushed out of the cave, there was no trace of Baizi painting.
Bai Zihua galloped in the sky thousands of miles away, toward the direction of Maple City. Shenzhi didn't realize that there was any pursuit of friars in the rear, so he finally relaxed.
"Chen XINGRAN, it's all you. Otherwise, how can my plan fail? In my lifetime, I will let you die without a burial place!"
At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly came into the ears of Bai Zihua without warning.
"Baizi painting, if you want me to die without a burial place, today is your last chance!"
Bai Zi's whole body trembles. He feels the powerful spiritual power in front of him. He stops his body and looks up. Then he sees a silver dragon rushing out of the clouds. Above the dragon's head stands a young man in white, holding a long sword in his hand.
This person is Chen XINGRAN.
"You... How could you catch up so quickly?"
Bai Zihua's pupil suddenly shrinks. Under the great shock, his composure and natural style have already been lost.
Chen XINGRAN gently raised his mouth and said with a smile: "baizihua, you have no right to ask me questions now, and I am not interested in answering you. You should give me an account of the hundreds of lives in Penglai today!"
Before the words were heard, the nine spirit sword in Chen XINGRAN's hand burst out, and the powerful sword cut through the void, whistling toward baizihua.
Bai Zihua's eyes flashed, his body retreated quickly, and the green dragon Epee on his back roared out, waving the green sword awn and facing the nine spirit sword awn.
"Bang, boom!" The huge explosion sounded, and the smoke filled the whole sky. Under the cover of the smoke, Bai Zihua quickly turned around and ran away.
Chen XINGRAN chuckled and ran through the smoke to catch up.
A moment later, Xiaoyin Jiaolong and Chen XINGRAN stand in front of Baizi's painting again. At this moment, the forehead of Baizi's painting is dripping with sweat, and the breath is rough, which makes it look embarrassed.
"White painting, you can't run. If I don't cut off your head today, my name will be written upside down!"
"Delusion, Chen XINGRAN, do you really think I can't deal with you?" With the sound of Bai Zi's painting, the aura in the space ring suddenly appears, and quickly condenses into a towering mountain, showing a strong and incomparable prestige, and crashing down on Chen XINGRAN and Xiaoyin Jiaolong.
Chen XINGRAN's face is awe inspiring, but the powerful pressure from the mountains makes him feel suffocated, and the nine spirit sword is hard to cut off.
"Boom, bang!" The mountains grow well in the wind, and suddenly hit xiaoyinjiaolong's head. Yinjiaolong let out a scream and fell down with Chen XINGRAN.
Bai Zihua was overjoyed. He looked up to the sky and said with a wild smile, "Chen XINGRAN, I still think you have a lot of skills. It's just a fake!"
Excited Bai Zihua Tingjian chases Chen XINGRAN in the direction of falling, obviously trying to kill him completely.
All of a sudden, a powerful force appeared on the top of Baizi's painting, which caught him off guard.
"What's the matter?" Bai Zihua was shocked. He looked up and saw that little yinjiaolong, waving his slender wings, rushed to him with Chen XINGRAN.
In shock, Bai Zihua suddenly realized that the mountain he had just imagined hit was actually the separate illusion of Chen XINGRAN and Xiao yinjiaolong. All this was just to confuse himself.
Great anger and panic filled the heart of Baizi's painting. At this moment, he felt the unprecedented breath of death. All this came from Chen XINGRAN.
When Chen Xingyu, Shi Xiaoshu and others rushed out of the cave, there was no trace of Baizi painting.Bai Zihua galloped in the sky thousands of miles away, toward the direction of Maple City. Shenzhi didn't realize that there was any pursuit of friars in the rear, so he finally relaxed."Chen XINGRAN, it's all you. Otherwise, how can my plan fail? In my lifetime, I will let you die without a burial place!"At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly came into the ears of Bai Zihua without warning."Baizi painting, if you want me to die without a burial place, today is your last chance!"Bai Zi's whole body trembles. He feels the powerful spiritual power in front of him. He stops his body and looks up. Then he sees a silver dragon rushing out of the clouds. Above the dragon's head stands a young man in white, holding a long sword in his hand.This person is Chen XINGRAN."You... How could you catch up so quickly?"Bai Zihua's pupil suddenly shrinks. Under the great shock, his composure and natural style have already been lost.Chen XINGRAN gently raised his mouth and said with a smile: "baizihua, you have no right to ask me questions now, and I am not interested in answering you. You should give me an account of the hundreds of lives in Penglai today!"Before the words were heard, the nine spirit sword in Chen XINGRAN's hand burst out, and the powerful sword cut through the void, whistling toward baizihua.Bai Zihua's eyes flashed, his body retreated quickly, and the green dragon Epee on his back roared out, waving the green sword awn and facing the nine spirit sword awn."Bang, boom!" The huge explosion sounded, and the smoke filled the whole sky. Under the cover of the smoke, Bai Zihua quickly turned around and ran away.Chen XINGRAN chuckled and ran through the smoke to catch up.A moment later, Xiaoyin Jiaolong and Chen XINGRAN stand in front of Baizi's painting again. At this moment, the forehead of Baizi's painting is dripping with sweat, and the breath is rough, which makes it look embarrassed."White painting, you can't run. If I don't cut off your head today, my name will be written upside down!""Delusion, Chen XINGRAN, do you really think I can't deal with you?" With the sound of Bai Zi's painting, the aura in the space ring suddenly appears, and quickly condenses into a towering mountain, showing a strong and incomparable prestige, and crashing down on Chen XINGRAN and Xiaoyin Jiaolong.Chen XINGRAN's face is awe inspiring, but the powerful pressure from the mountains makes him feel suffocated, and the nine spirit sword is hard to cut off."Boom, bang!" The mountains grow well in the wind, and suddenly hit xiaoyinjiaolong's head. Yinjiaolong let out a scream and fell down with Chen XINGRAN.Bai Zihua was overjoyed. He looked up to the sky and said with a wild smile, "Chen XINGRAN, I still think you have a lot of skills. It's just a fake!"Excited Bai Zihua Tingjian chases Chen XINGRAN in the direction of falling, obviously trying to kill him completely.All of a sudden, a powerful force appeared on the top of Baizi's painting, which caught him off guard."What's the matter?" Bai Zihua was shocked. He looked up and saw that little yinjiaolong, waving his slender wings, rushed to him with Chen XINGRAN.In shock, Bai Zihua suddenly realized that the mountain he had just imagined hit was actually the separate illusion of Chen XINGRAN and Xiao yinjiaolong. All this was just to confuse himself.Great anger and panic filled the heart of Baizi's painting. At this moment, he felt the unprecedented breath of death. All this came from Chen XINGRAN.
