Chapter 223
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Orange spiritual energy swirled around Jun Wu Xie, and the remaining nine disciples of the Qing Yun Clan stared at Jun Wu Xie in shock.
An orange level spirit was able to release spiritual energy to such an extent!
How was that possible!?
The person before them, was just an orange spirit, and was much weaker than Jun Xian and the others. But for no apparent reason, they were stared at by those icy cold eyes, and they felt as if they had been plunged into the depths of hell.
A strange orange spirit, and a ring spirit whose level could not be determined, the combination was unnerving.
Jun Qing stared at Jun Wu Xie in shock. He remembered that Jun Wu Xie had only awakened his ring spirit a few months ago, how did he break through to the orange level?
That insane rate of breakthrough had even given Jun Qing quite a shock!
Jun Wu Xie was ready to strike, but just as she was about to charge towards the Qing Yun Clan disciples, a white figure flew past her from behind.
"Leave these small fries to me. My Mistress can rest at the side." The clear voice of the youth drifted into Jun Wu Xie's ears, and the breeze brought with it a rich aroma of wine, filling Jun Wu Xie's nostrils.
Jun Wu Xie was surprised, and looked at the back of the white figure, and she stopped in her tracks.
Drunk Lotus!
The youth in the fluttering white robe had a handsome face, and his face was suspiciously flushed as he charged into the battlefield. Wherever he passed, it was as if he had swept up a whirlwind. Jun Xian and the others who were in danger only felt a tyrannical force tugging at their collars, and in the next second, they were directly thrown out of the battlefield!
In a blink, Long Qi and the others who had been surrounded were thrown out of the battlefield.
On the battlefield, a handsome youth dressed in white stood alone amidst the encirclement of the Qing Yun Clan. His robes were slightly unbuttoned, revealing his fair skin. His shoulders were slightly hunched, and his hand rested on a slant, and in his hand was an exquisite wine gourd.
Drunk Lotus's bare feet stepped on the wet ground, and sticky blood stained the ground. He raised his head slightly, and his eyes swept over the Qing Yun Clan disciples.
"Grandfather! Uncle! " Jun Wu Xie immediately used her spiritual powers to hold the Jun Family father and son as they were thrown out, and landed steadily on the ground.
"Wu Xie, who is that youth?" Jun Qing supported Jun Xian as he looked at Drunk Lotus who was surrounded by the Qing Yun Clan. He had not sensed anyone approaching when he was thrown out, and it now seemed that it was all the doing of that youth.
"He is Drunk Lotus." Jun Wu Xie's face was dark and her gaze swept quickly over the bodies of the Jun Family's father and son. After ascertaining that they were not fatally wounded, she heaved a sigh of relief. But when she saw the blood stained clothes of the two men and the ghastly wounds on their bodies, the rage that had just been extinguished suddenly flared up again!
Jun Wu Xie turned to look at Drunk Lotus and the black beast on the battlefield, and gave the order in a cold voice.
"Leave no one alive."
Anyone who dares to harm Jun Xian and Jun Qing can go to hell!
"Got it." The corners of Drunk Lotus's mouth curled up. Under the stimulation of the alcohol, his soul gradually entered a state of delirium!
"Who are you!" Having been disrupted by the sudden intrusion of a youth, the faces of the Qing Yun Clan disciples were filled with hatred.
First, it had been the black beast that had moved as fast as lightning, and now it was the handsome youth who had appeared out of nowhere. Everything that had happened in succession, had completely overturned everything they knew.
If the black beast had been fast, they had at least been able to see the black beast's silhouette clearly. But when had the youth appeared?
Not a single one of them had noticed him!
Even the indigo spirit user had only noticed the presence of a youth who looked just like Pan An after Drunk Lotus had come to a stop.
Drunk Lotus's cold gaze swept over the crowd, and he raised the flask of wine in his hand, and took a swig from it. He wiped the wine off his lips and said coldly: "Remember, the one who will send you to hell today, is your Lord Drunk Lotus!"
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