Chapter 2162
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The wind from Song Junqiu's palm went past Ye Qingtang and smashed towards the edge of the arena.
With a loud bang, the extremely sturdy arena was smashed into pieces by Song Junqiu's palm, and countless dust flew up with the wind.
If Song Junqiu's palm landed on Ye Qingtang, her internal organs and bones would probably be shattered.
Song Junqiu continued to fight with Ye Qingtang, and the three disciples who were standing in three different directions had a vicious look in their eyes. Then, the three of them focused and channeled their energy. Waves of spirit energy spread from their bodies and condensed into the shape of three giant dragons in mid-air!
In an instant, the three of them attacked at the same time. Three giant dragons descended from the sky and smashed directly into the center of the arena.
Song Junqiu glanced at the three dragons from the corner of his eyes, and his lips curled up into a cold smile. He left immediately.
"Junior Sister Ye, you better leave carefully …" Song Junqiu scoffed. The instant the three illusory dragons attacked Ye Qingtang, his figure had already landed a few steps away. 1t;i&1t;/i
A loud bang suddenly sounded, and the entire arena was smashed into pieces under the huge impact. Spider web-like cracks instantly covered the entire arena. As the dust flew up, dragon roars could be heard one after another. The lotus mist lingered and blocked everyone's vision.
"Mirage Dragon Energy? Are Song Junqiu and the rest crazy?!! "Under the loud bang, the surrounding disciples were truly shocked by the three giant dragons.
This was one of the inner sect techniques of Xuanling Sect, and it was extremely lethal. No one expected that Song Junqiu and the rest would actually use this move on Ye Qingtang.
"How much does Song Junqiu want Ye Qingtang to be smashed into pieces?"
As the dust flew up, Song Junqiu's eyes shone with a malicious glint. The three disciples had already leaped to his side. The four of them colluded and looked at the surging dust mist in front of them.
"Senior Brother Song, Ye Qingtang really died without a corpse this time." One of the disciples laughed.
Song Junqiu said, "Since she chose it herself, she can't blame anyone else. The victor has been decided, we can go back now. "
The three disciples nodded slightly. The combined attack of three second-stage First Heaven disciples was definitely not something that Ye Qingtang, who was only at the first stage of the First Heaven, could block. They were certain that Ye Qingtang would definitely die and prepared to follow Song Junqiu down the arena.
When they walked to the edge of the ring, the three disciples' sharp eyes caught sight of Ni Shang, who was standing below the ring in a daze.
"Little beauty … I'm afraid your Young Miss is already dead. Why did you have to do this? If she had obediently followed us, she wouldn't have ended up like this. Now that she's dead, I'm afraid no one will be able to protect you anymore. Just you wait for us. "The three disciples laughed evilly. Their tone was extremely arrogant.
One of them even bent down and reached out to touch Ni Shang's little face.
Fei Ying hurriedly shielded Ni Shang behind him.
However, just when that disciple stretched out his hand, a cold light suddenly shot out from the dust. The cold light flashed, and a scream burst out from that frivolous disciple's mouth!
The Demonic Blood Sword that was shining with starlight was stabbed into the edge of the ring, and the blade was stained with blood.
The hand that wanted to tease Ni Shang fell off the ring, and a large amount of blood spurted out from that disciple's broken arm!
"My hand!!"
"You want to touch my person? I'm afraid you don't have that fate. "A slightly cold voice suddenly rang in the middle of the ring.
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