Chapter 887
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Beads of sweat rolled down her forehead, and her face was flushed red from the light of the fire.
Ning Zongxiang looks down at his wound, and only raises his head after a long while.
But it's not anger that's on his face, but a sinister sneer.
"In Min Lu Jie, no one has been able to hurt me for many years!"
"Slut, this time, you've really angered me! However, since you've brought me such a precious treasure, I can chop off your limbs and spare your life. "
"Wait until I've sucked dry all the Water Spirit Root in your body, then I'll send you to the next world! Hahaha … "
As he speaks, Ning Zongxiang takes out a porcelain bottle and pours all the Elixirs inside into his mouth.
Then, he suddenly tears off his clothes, revealing his sturdy body.
Muyan's eyes sink.
Because she finds that after Ning Zongxiang takes off his clothes, the muscles all over his body quickly bulge as if they're alive.
In just a few short breaths, his whole body seems to have doubled in size.
His originally handsome and confident appearance now looks like a meatball with twisted muscles and an unbalanced body, making people feel unspeakably disgusted.
However, the pressure and Spiritual Power fluctuations all over his body are growing at a rapid rate.
Muyan feels a suffocating pressure.
The next moment, Ning Zongxiang's attack arrives.
The two maces collide in the air, and a flame suddenly bursts out, transforming into a fire python. It opens its mouth, wanting to swallow Muyan.
Muyan quickly waves the Seven Absolute Swords in her hands, and the fire python is scattered by her.
But then, a sharp pain comes from her chest.
With a loud bang, Muyan's whole body is bounced out and falls to the ground.
The pain in her chest makes her face pale, and blood trickles down from the corners of her mouth.
"Miss, Miss! Are you okay! "
Weizi cries, "Miss, quickly run, don't worry about me, you can definitely run away by yourself …"
"Want to run now? Too late!! "A rough, muffled voice comes from that terrifying meatball.
Ning Zongxiang suddenly changes direction and rushes towards Weizi, "I'll kill the little slut next to you first, and let you know what the consequences are for defying me, Ning Zongxiang."
Wei Zi's eyes widened as she watched in horror as Ning Zongxiang swung his flaming maces at her.
However, before the dual blazing truncheons could break through Divine Hands' defensive barrier …
A figure had already scurried over like lightning.
The sound of the zither surged, and the twin truncheons were blocked in mid-air.
Mu Yan's hand, which was holding the Seven Absolutes Sword, trembled violently. Her hair and clothes were soaked with sweat.
Beads of sweat rolled down her forehead.
Ning Zongxiang let out a furious roar, and the dual truncheons in his hands smashed down. Tongues of flame danced. "Die!!"
"Miss —!!"
Mu Yan suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, her body was on the verge of collapse, as if she could collapse at any time.
However, she still managed to block Ning Zongxiang's attack.
"Miss, Miss, how are you?" Wei Zi doesn't care whether the flames in the hall will burn her or not. She steps forward to support Muyan.
As he cried, he channeled water spiritual energy into her body.
Mu Yan, however, shakes her off, takes out a Pill, and puts it into her mouth.
Ning Zongxiang's spiritual power was incomparably domineering, especially after he became like this.
After two head-on confrontations, Mu Yan felt as if the internal organs in her body had been burnt.
With her current cultivation, it would indeed be a bit difficult for her to fight against a half-step Core Formation cultivator.
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