Long Live The Emperor!

Chapter 452: 263. Fighting the Old Ancestor Again

Translator: 549690339

“Mistress, I’ll run with you,” she said to Lu Miaomiao.

Then, he stuffed the soft Lu Miaomiao into the crook of her left arm and grabbed the giant knife with his right hand. Lu Miaomiao also noticed something and said, “Old Feng, be careful…” Xia Ji turned around and smiled brightly.

In the next moment, he grabbed the white saber and pressed his palm on the hilt.

The tip of the blade pressed down on the cave.

In an instant, 360,000 Dharma Idols flowed around and formed a ball.

Dong.

There was a soft knock.

It suppressed all sounds in the world.

The scabbard of the white saber shattered.

The cave that was pressed by the tip of the blade shattered.

The small mountain where the cave was located shattered.

The mountain was like a blazing sun, shining brightly. Mud and rocks flew in all directions.

At the same time, a vast white fog spread out.

At this moment, Xu Lingling and Lu Miaomiao flew in the opposite direction of Xia Ji. The air shield around her shook away all the stone fragments that were charging at her, while Wind-on-Snow grabbed the hilt of her sword and followed closely behind her.

If he couldn’t even protect his master’s wife, then he would really be letting down his teacher.

As he ran, he turned his head slightly to take a look.

This glance…

It was as if he had seen the end of the world.

He also saw the path that he had never walked on.

If you want to see thousands of miles away, go up another floor.

However, Wind-on-Snow had more than just one floor.

His eyes widened and tears welled up in his eyes.

In the distance, the endless sea of swords transformed into a monstrous metal tsunami that crossed the long space and slammed toward his teacher.

Each sword had the power of the eleventh realm.

With such power, just a slap could destroy an entire bloodline army, and even he did not know how to deal with it…

In addition, the sky above the metal tsunami had already turned blood-red.

If one looked closely, they would see that it was not a blood-red sky, but a blood-red banner that had expanded many times. The banner rolled up and wrapped itself around his teacher like a dumpling.

On the banner, wind, earth, water, and fire flowed rapidly as if they were alive.

It was impossible to determine what level of power this was and what kind of attack it was.

The silhouette of a white-robed Daoist nun stood in the sky outside the banner.

And behind that lofty figure, the starlight distorted abnormally and dimmed..

It was very faint, so faint that it was as if the light had been blown out by the gods.

In the thick fog, the silver-haired man held the white knife in his right hand and pointed at the void with his left hand.

This finger mysteriously passed through the sea of swords, passed through the massive blood-red banner, and pointed at the Daoist nun standing in midair.

Wind-on-Snow could clearly see that the Daoist nun suddenly stopped moving.

Although she did not move at first, she seemed to be frozen in this space at this moment. The strength of her body seemed to have weakened to that of an ordinary person.

In the next instant…

The teacher clenched his left hand.

The space around the Daoist nun instantly formed a sparkling silver light.

The silver light wrapped around the Daoist nun.

A giant beast crawled out of the void that was like heaven and earth. This giant beast suddenly opened its fangs and bit at the Daoist nun who could not move.

He could imagine that if she was bitten, the Daoist nun would die.

However, at this moment, a red shadow enveloped the Daoist nun. It was a red flag that was floating with flames.

The flag rose up as if it was protecting the Daoist nun, and as a form of defense, it faced the giant beast’s fangs.

In another instant.

The twelve states of heaven and earth power that was aimed at the Daoist nun had already landed and collided with the rapidly spinning red flag of flames.

The red flag’s luster was slowly dimming, but it was perfectly protecting the Daoist nun. At least, before the luster completely dimmed, the power of the divine art could not hurt the Daoist nun.

At the same time…

Xia Ji was also hit by the tsunami of swords, and a sharp and ear-piercing sound echoed in the sky.

It was the noise of 360,000 Dharma Forms colliding with the endless sword waves.

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