The Daughter-In-Law’S Son-In-Law Chapter 4304
by“Boom!”
Seeing countless pages flying towards him, Bai Baiantu’s expression changed dramatically, he roared angrily, tore off a wooden board from the arena and waved to block it.
A series of “dang-dang-dang” sounds were heard, and the scriptures were nailed to the board like flying knives. Not only did the board become a hedgehog, but many corners were also cut off.
Two of the pages even passed through the wooden board and hit Bai Baiantu on the chest. If he hadn’t been wearing armor, he would have died.
Even so, Baibai Tu also had many scars on his body and his fingers were stained with blood.
“Dang!”
Without giving Bai Bai Tu much time to buffer, another sound of the bell rang.
The nun in black held a small copper bell in her hand and struck it hard with a hammer. The bell suddenly made a loud noise and hit the Centennial Massacre.
Bai Baiantu’s body sluggished slightly, and his eyes became hollow, as if his soul had been shattered.
Zhao Qingqing and the others couldn’t help shouting: “Be careful!”
Baibai Tu came to his senses, but before he could fight, the cardinal threw out a red coat, which dazzled Bai BaiTu.
Baibaiitu could only wave his hands to chop off the red-robed man who was covering him, and at the same time push with both palms.
With a bang, his palms just blocked the cardinal’s fist.
With a loud noise, the cardinal took a step back, and the Centenary Butcher took five or six steps back, almost spitting out a mouthful of blood.
But before Bai Baiantu could stand still, a few more pages of scriptures flew over, forcing Baibaiitu to twist his body to avoid again.
Amidst the sharp sound, several more scars appeared on Bai Baiantu’s body.
When he was slightly in pain, the nun in black swooped over and kicked Bai Baiantu in the chest.
Bai Baiitu fell and flew out with a bang.
Ye Fan frowned slightly. He didn’t expect these three people to have so many tricks and cooperate with each other tacitly. He wanted to take action, but his eyelids suddenly twitched.
He captured a flash of red light on the rooftop a few hundred meters away, accompanied by the smell of a large amount of metal.
There was a hint of solemnity on Ye Fan’s face, and then he took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Nangong Youyou.
“Whoosh whoosh!”
At this moment, before Bai Bai Tu could struggle, the three priests all attacked Bai Bai Tu.
They have all seen the power of Hundred Years Tu, so when they attack again, they will use the most powerful moves and the most domineering power.
The weapons roared, covering the Hundred Years Tu like snowflakes, and the arena was filled with chill.
The disciples of the North Unleashed League sitting below couldn’t help but shout again: “Be careful!”
Song Shiyan laughed loudly: “Don’t kill him all at once. This big man has good fighting ability. Once tamed, he can be used as a dog.”
Jiang Mengli also shouted happily: “Yes, he injured so many of us, I want to give him a good slap in the face.”
Jiang Zhiyi said nothing, just picked up a cup of tea and drank it slowly.
“Roar!”
At this time, Bai Baiantu’s ferocious nature was aroused, his whole person became extremely energetic, and his will became firm.
He stared with gong-sized eyes and rushed forward like a cannonball: “Kill!”
Although he knew how powerful the three priests were, he still showed his greatest fighting spirit at this time.
Jiang Mengli and the others raised the corners of their mouths in a rare move. They had never seen him so arrogant. Even the arena looked like they were about to be trampled to pieces by him!
The three priests could see the fierce look of the Hundred Years Massacre, but there was not much emotion on their faces.
They calmly faced the century-old Tu Jingtao-like offensive.
Hundred Years Tu’s momentum was like a rainbow, and he flashed a knife and slashed directly at the throats of the three priests: “Kill!”
Shockingly murderous!
In addition to being as powerful as a wild beast, the Hundred Years-old Tu Skill is also ruthless, accurate, and fast. With such a thunderous blow, he rarely leaves room for others to fight back.
The nun in black raised the bronze bell in her hand and blocked the knife in the century-old butcher’s hand with a clang.
The cardinal moved his steps, shrank to the ground to close the distance, and punched Bai Baiantu in the heart.
The priest also flew out a piece of book page and shot Baibaiitu in the back of the head.
Cooperation is tacit!
“It’s not that easy to kill me!”
Just when the priest’s book page was about to hit the back of his head, Centenary Massacre squatted down with his huge body, narrowly avoiding the blow, and then ducked to the side.
He avoided the Cardinal’s punch.
But before he could stand firm, the nun in black had already kicked him over, sending the century-old massacre’s body flying away.
Hard to guard against!
Before the Hundred Years’ Massacre could hit the ground, the priest rushed towards him like an arrow from a string, leaped into the air, and kicked out repeatedly.
With the banging sound, Bai Baiantu was kicked so hard that he vomited blood, but the moment he fell, he also kicked him out.
With a snap, the priest’s chin was kicked by Centennial Massacre, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
But he figured it out, and used this leg to take four or five steps back, buffering the rolling energy and blood while also creating distance.
Then he stared at Bai Baiantu who fell to the ground and roared: “Kill him!”
“If you want to kill him, ask me first!”
Just when Baibai Tu closed his eyes in pain and waited for death, Nangong Zhixia had already arrived in a flash.
Song Shiyan laughed loudly: “It seems that there is no one left in the Northern Martial Alliance. Even President Nangong has gone into battle in person. President Nangong should quickly admit defeat.”
Jiang Zhiyi’s eyes also flashed with light. She still admired Nangong Zhixia. After all, he was her own trumpet. She still regretted that he had failed miserably.
Director Lei and others also shook their heads. The Beiwu Alliance was at the end of its strength, and Nangong Zhixia’s attempt to go up would not be of much use.
The most important thing is that in their eyes, Nangong Zhixia is a delicate beauty, not a warrior. The priest and the others can probably kill her with one punch.
Song Shiyan also thought of this and shouted with a smile: “Pastor, please be merciful, otherwise I will kill President Nangong and waste a lot of time in the handover.”
But Ye Fan condensed his eyes slightly, and there were a few more silver needles in his hand.
“It’s just three clowns, not enough to fill my teeth.”
Faced with the contempt of everyone, Nangong Zhixia blocked the weapons of the nun and the bishop, and then punched the priest who came over.
The pastor laughed angrily: “You are not overestimating your own abilities…”
He punched Nangong Zhixia like a thunderbolt.
“Bang!”
With a loud noise, the priest’s fist joints were instantly broken, but he did not scream because Nangong Zhixia’s sword in his sleeve had already scratched his neck.
An arrow of blood spurted out from his throat.
The priest stumbled back, his body covered in blood, which looked shocking.
The nun in black and the cardinal were slightly startled. They seemed not to have expected that the priest would die, let alone that Nangong Zhixia had such strong fighting power.
“Whoosh whoosh!”
This trance gave Nangong Zhixia another chance to take action, and two more dazzling lights flashed through.
The nun and cardinal in black were unable to dodge and could only watch the sword light flash by.
By the time they recovered from the shock, severe pain was already felt in their throats, and their heads were sliced off with the Hidden Blade.
No one made a sound, no one moved, and even breathing stopped completely.
Everyone present looked at the three dead priests and felt that their fingertips were cold and their toes were also cold!
Everyone felt that cold sweat was slowly flowing down their backs, as if there was a snake crawling on their backs, and even the cold wind could not blow it away.
It seems that they didn’t expect the pastor and the others to be so vulnerable, let alone that Nangong Zhixia was so perverted.
Jiang Mengli murmured: “Isn’t she a vase? Isn’t she a vase?”
Song Shiyan and Jiang Zhiyi also sat up straight, in disbelief: “How could this happen?”
Ye Fan smiled with relief. This woman was really dishonest and was being clumsy to herself. She would be punished by being “whipped” when she went back later.
Nangong Zhixia raised his hidden sword, dispersed the blood, and shouted to everyone in the Nanwu Alliance:
“Who else?”
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