Chapter 627
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Clang!
The loud bell tolls were incredibly penetrative and shook the entire area. At the same time a shocked and enraged cry came from the first palace to the right, the doors to the second palace in the middle and the second palace to the right opened at the same time.
Buzz …
The heavy doors opened slowly.
A black figure shot out from each of the doors and arrived at the training ground. They swept a glance at the countless evil cult disciples' corpses on the training ground and the first palace in the middle, which had practically been torn down. Their expressions finally changed drastically, and their gazes landed on the first palace to the right. A huge golden bell had fallen askew in a hole, and when they looked through the hole, they could see a white-haired old man holding Xing Wuzui, who was coughing up blood nonstop.
"Old Xing!"
"Save him! Old Xing is about to die! "The white-haired elder's anxious and urgent shouts came from the hole in the wall of the palace.
"…"
Whoosh!
The two elders who were jolted awake by the golden bell shuddered, and they shot into the palace at the same time.
"This Old Xing, he didn't even inform us when he encountered a strong enemy. This, his internal organs are displaced, even the gods are powerless …" One of the elders seemed to know a little about medicine. After entering the hall, he grabbed Xing Wuzui's wrist and checked his pulse without any explanation. His gaze was solemn and uneasy. "Who did this?"
Even though there were a few juniors standing in the training ground, they could not believe that Xing Wuzui and so many evil cult disciples would die in the hands of a few juniors in the world of martial artists.
"Quick, get Fire Qilin Blood …" The elder who knew medicine spoke quickly in the dark and messy hall. "Fire Qilin Blood contains the greatest vitality. It should be able to ensure that the organs can return to their original positions. Quick! If we don't use it now, even the gods won't be able to save him. "
"But Fire Qilin Blood has always been personally kept by Elder Xing."
The other two elders had troubled expressions on their faces.
Only Elder Xing had that sort of thing. How were they supposed to get it?
"Search!"
The elder who knew medicine was very resolute. His tone was firm. "Elder Xing is the vice sect master of Sky Demon Sect. Nothing can happen to him!" He quickly moved his hands up and down Xing Wuzui's body.
Right when he touched his waist, the sound of robes fluttering came from outside the damaged hole.
He looked up.
A young man covered in a set of shining golden armor stood in front of him. There was a hint of passion hidden under his cold expression.
"Don't waste such a precious thing."
He formed a claw with one hand and made a suction force.
A powerful vortex suddenly appeared, and a Universe Bag appeared in Happy's hands. A faint smile appeared on his face. "Fire Qilin Blood has the ability to revive the dead, but it shouldn't be used on a dead person." His gaze swept over Xing Wuzui, who lay in the white-haired elder's arms and had already breathed his last. Just as he wished, he heard the notification from the system for the Class S battle assessment.
"S class battle assessment!"
"Nine Yang Divine Skill has been increased to Level 90.01! The tenth level. "
…
"Where did this madman come from!"
"Put it down!"
Anger appeared on the three elders' faces at the same time, and they rebuked him in surprise. Happy was simply too fast. He had succeeded in one move, and he did not give them the chance to react at all.
Seeing Xing Wuzui's Universe Bag fall into the hands of the unfamiliar young man, the three of them were shocked and angry.
They were shocked because the other party's telekinesis ability had allowed him to take away Elder Xing's Universe Bag right under their noses. They did not even have time to stop him.
They were angry because a junior dared to snatch something from their hands so brazenly in front of them. This was like a ruthless slap to their faces.
They rebuked him angrily.
The elder to the left who was fine was the first to fly into a rage!
Whoosh!
He delivered a palm strike in a very flashy manner, and in the blink of an eye, it arrived in front of Happy.
Happy curled up his lips, but he remained expressionless. Instead of retreating, he took a step forward and casually swept his gaze over the evil cult elder who had attacked him.
He crossed his hands, and the evil cult elder's movements froze.
But Happy did not slow down. He closed in on the evil cult elder and delivered a knife-hand strike. There were no flourishes in his movements, and under the evil cult elder's swiftly enlarging pupils, he struck his enemy's chest cleanly.
He turned his left hand into a claw!
Bang!
The Evil Cult Elder's body was sent flying.
After his fight against Xing Wuzui, Happy's strength had long since increased to an astonishing degree. He seized the initiative with Dragon Capture and instantly closed the distance between them. At close range, he caused the evil cult elder to suffer a palm-generated wind and a Joined Finger.
It was only when the evil cult elder was sent flying that he realized that he had been careless.
He also finally understood why even someone as strong as Xing Wuzui could not win against Happy and died!
Unfortunately for him …
It was clear that it was not enough for him to realize it now.
"Junior, how dare you?!"
An enraged roar that sounded like thunder traveled into Happy's ears.
Happy ignored the evil cult elder who knew how to heal and tried to stop him. His Golden Bell Cocoon rose from his body, and before the evil cult elder could attack, he rammed violently into him like a wall. Before the evil cult elder could even attack, he was forced a few steps back by a powerful force, and he lost the best chance to block Happy.
Happy did not slow down. He stuck close to the evil cult elder who was forced back and instantly caught up to the evil cult elder, whose body fortification was about to shatter after being struck by the palm and finger.
The evil cult elder's face was pale!
At that moment, he finally realized that the young man in front of him might be the culprit behind Xing Wuzui's death!
If Happy could fight on equal grounds against someone as fierce as Xing Wuzui and win after three hundred rounds, he would not waste his precious time against a normal elder.
BOOM!!!
The palace trembled violently once more.
Dust fell from the ceiling.
The evil cult elder's eyes bulged out. He stared at the young man who was close to him, as if he could not believe that his counterattacks had all missed.
Even though he had been very careful, he could not avoid the young man's attacks.
He could not understand how a junior's palm technique could be so strong that an Inaction Realm martial artist could not withstand a few strikes.
In the blink of an eye, Happy used Dragon Capture and Petite Dragon to send the fourth evil cult elder from Sky Demon Secret Cave into the wall of the palace!
Thud!
A terrifying amount of blood gushed out of the evil cult elder's mouth. His neck tilted to the side, and he fell to the ground without any signs of life left.
This scene terrified the evil cult elder who had caught up to Happy and tried to stop him so much that his face turned pale.
It had been less than fifteen seconds since his companion attacked and died.
They were both evil cult elders, and their strengths were about the same. No matter how arrogant he was, he knew that there was a great disparity between them, and he knew what would happen if he continued chasing after them.
He sucked in a sharp breath and left without hesitation.
Unfortunately for him …
Right when he rushed out of the palace, Momo, Phantasmal Shadow, and the others stood in a row at the entrance. They stared at the pale-faced evil cult elder with hostile gazes.
Happy looked away and shifted his gaze to the white-haired elder who was supporting Xing Wuzui's corpse!
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