Chapter 455
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"How much did the Song Family give you?"
At this moment, Zhen Xiaoxiao was already fighting with the first cultivator who charged at him. He waved his weapon in a dazzling manner, making it difficult for others to react.
"Something worth risking my life for!"
The man licked his dry lips, his eyes filled with evil.
He might not be able to get a good ranking in the Elixir Beast Competition, but as long as he killed the woman in front of him, he would be able to obtain real benefits.
"Is that so?"
He was furious.
In his heart, Zhen Xiaoxiao had already cursed Song Tianyou and the Song Family, who had been defeated by the Violet Ring, ten thousand times!
"Achoo!" What Zhen Xiaoxiao did not know was that Old Demon Song, who was watching the battle from Mount Wuyin, was sneezing as he was dragged out of the arena by the War God Temple guards who came out of nowhere.
"Then your life is really worthless!"
With a backhand push, Zhen Xiaoxiao used Bei Sansan's usual sword technique and slashed his opponent to the ground, sending him flying with a kick.
However, after one person was sent flying, another seven to eight people pounced on him. Even the two brothers of the Hu Family, who were chasing after him, put down their injured people and appeared in front of Zhen Xiaoxiao again.
Front, back, left, right, and even the sky were sealed by figures and saber light.
Zhen Xiaoxiao frowned as he looked.
Among the enemies, there were two with the strongest auras.
One was on the left, holding a black hammer in his hand. He had a ferocious face and was at late-stage Foundation Establishment. His aura was extremely domineering. The other was on the right, dressed in an elegant white robe with a long saber hanging from his waist. Although his cultivation was at mid-stage Foundation Establishment, his footwork was very agile.
They were all experts!
Zhen Xiaoxiao's heart turned cold, and he immediately raised the crocodile's teeth to defend himself.
There were too many enemies. Even if they were no match for him in a one-on-one fight, if he continued to be trapped in a continuous battle, his disadvantage would become even more obvious!
Just when he felt that he was being attacked from both sides and had to think of a way to break through, Makoto was astonished to see that the lancet on his right suddenly swung around, catching him off guard … and cut down the three people beside him from behind!
"Miss Zhen, follow me!"
The white-robed man had an anxious expression on his face as he hurriedly extended his hand to Zhen Xiaoxiao.
Her palm lines were clean, and her fingers were long and slender. One could not help but have a favorable impression of her.
He was rescued from the jaws of death!
Although he did not know why the other party would help him.
However, Zhen Xiaoxiao blinked his eyes. He would never waste such a good opportunity to escape!
Taking advantage of the gap that the man had cleared, Zhen Xiaoxiao leaped up and instantly shook off the pursuers with the white-robed man, running all the way into the dense forest.
"F * ck! Damn traitor! "
"Kimberley, you bastard! The next time I see you, I'll definitely skin you alive! " Among those who were chopped to the ground, there were some who recognized the identity of the white-robed man. They spat out bloody foam and fiercely cursed him.
"Don't let her go! That's 30 million Dharma Coins, Spiritual Treasure, and Serpent Egg! Brothers, let's go! I'll split the money with you, but I only want the Serpent Egg!"
The strong hammer-wielding man that Zhen Xiaoxiao was afraid of shouted loudly. A large group of people once again chased after the white-robed man under his instigation.
"You're … Kimberley?"
The curses that came from behind allowed Zhen Xiaoxiao to learn the name of the white-robed man from the mouths of others in advance.
He turned his head to look.
The man who was walking beside him at this moment was a gentle young master with a kind of elegance that was rarely seen among cultivators. If it were not for the standard posture of holding the saber, people would definitely mistake him for a refined scholar at first glance.
"That's right, Kimberley is me. However, miss Zhen, you can also call me Little White."
The man turned his head and revealed a warm smile.
"I don't know you, why did you help me?"
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