Chapter 3950
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Roar —!!
An earth-shattering roar resounded, causing the entire floating island to tremble.
Shi Baiyong raised his head in horror and met a pair of calm, indifferent and superior beast eyes.
Divine Beast Baize —!!
Shi Baiyong's sea of consciousness could not help but tremble as he looked at Luo Yu in shock.
This was not Bai Ze's shadow, but the real Divine Beast Bai Ze.
Could this little fellow be the descendant of the Beast God Lan Xiaoze who founded the Floating Island?!
But even the people of the Lan Family Empire had never heard of anyone being able to summon Bai Ze's physical body.
Damn it!
Who were these little guys?!
Why were they all more abnormal than the other?!
Shi Baiyong's breathing quickened.
While he was shocked, a thick killing intent surged from the bottom of his heart.
There was no way to resolve this matter peacefully today.
Then these seven people must be killed!
Especially the young man in the wheelchair.
Even Guan Santong had no way of fighting back against such a strange technique.
What were his chances of winning if he were to encounter him?
Fortunately, the youth looked like an arrow at the end of its flight.
At the very least, he would not be able to use such a strange method a second time in a short period of time.
Shi Baiyong waved his hand, and the two subordinates behind him immediately understood.
His body turned into a streak of sword light and charged towards Chu Moli without the slightest hesitation.
And Shi Baiyong doesn't give Mu Yan and the others the slightest chance to return.
Long swords appear in their hands. With a command, they immediately attack Mu Yan and the others!
In an instant, the two sides were locked in battle.
As soon as they exchanged blows, Shi Baiyong felt more at ease.
Because he realized that although these little fellows had made a fierce noise, they were still not strong enough.
In reality, he didn't even have the ability to fight against a true Xuan Immortal, let alone an Immortal King.
Come to think of it, that makes sense!
The difference between a Golden Immortal and a Mystic Immortal was an entire realm.
On the Floating Island, there was a world of difference between Mysterious Life Tier and Shattering Heaven Tier Golden Immortals.
From this, one could imagine the difference between a Golden Immortal and a Mysterious Immortal.
Not to mention the Immortal Kings who could do whatever they wanted in the Xiuxian Continent.
In less than ten minutes, the members of the Xiaoyao Sect were covered with wounds of various sizes.
Even if he didn't look at his spiritual power consumption and injuries.
However, if the blood that flowed out of these wounds was not treated as soon as possible, they would not be able to hold on and die of blood loss.
However, Shi Baiyong's side had more people and was stronger than them.
Under the siege, how could they have the time to take medicinal pills and flirt?
It was only a matter of time before Yun Ruohan and the others collapsed.
Shi Baiyong gradually relaxed and casually waved away Yun Ruohan's sword.
He still had the energy to spare to look at the two subordinates who had gone to attack Chu Moli.
With a glance, he couldn't help but be taken aback.
That was because these two subordinates were actually unable to deal with a cripple who had no power to resist.
It was only because there was a little child standing in front of Chu Moli.
The little boy who was crying and acting like a spoiled child could actually block the attacks of two Xuan Immortals?
Shi Baiyong felt that everything he had encountered on the floating island today was so incredible that he wondered if he was dreaming.
Since when could a seven-year-old boy have the cultivation of a peak-level Golden Immortal?
Furthermore, upon closer inspection, it was not because he had cultivated a special cultivation technique that made him look young, but because he was really only six or seven years old.
What kind of monsters were in the Xiaoyao Sect?!
While he was overwhelmed with shock, Shi Baiyong heard the sound of a zither, which was getting more and more urgent.
No!
The sound of the zither had actually been playing since Guan Santong was hung in midair.
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