Xuanwu obviously realised that someone wanted to capture it, so it immediately rushed towards the distance, at a very fast speed.
However, Jiang Wudao’s reaction was faster.
“Where are you going!”
Jiang Wudao shouted loudly, his body like a bolt of lightning, shooting out into the air, instantly blocking Xuanwu’s path.
Xuanwu reacted quickly, “whoosh” it turned around, and rushed in another direction.
Li Beihai made his move.
“Swish!”
Li Beihai’s body like a gale, suddenly appeared above Xuanwu, five fingers like hooks, grabbing towards Xuanwu’s head, swift and sharp.
Xuanwu turned its head again, escaping towards Wu Qianfan’s direction.
“Good timing!”
Wu Qianfan directly drew the golden long sword from his waist, “clang” a sound, sword qi spewed out, in an instant, countless sword qi enveloped Xuanwu.
“Roar!”
Xuanwu roared loudly, spitting out a water column several zhang long from its mouth, hard clashing against Wu Qianfan’s sword qi.
“Bang!”
The water droplets collided with the sword qi, instantly shattering, Xuanwu was hit by the sword qi, its body flying sideways.
Wu Qianfan wanted to take this opportunity, to capture Xuanwu in one go, unexpectedly, as he was about to charge forward, a palm struck from the side.
“Get lost!”
Jiang Wudao bellowed, his voice like thunder exploding, shaking heaven and earth.
Wu Qianfan’s steps were blocked, he had no choice but to deal with Jiang Wudao first.
“The Saint Son of Yin-Yang Sect? Very well, I want to see just how powerful you are?”
Wu Qianfan swung his long sword slashing towards Jiang Wudao.
Li Beihai saw Jiang Wudao and Wu Qianfan fighting together, immediately felt his opportunity had returned, his heart joyful, quickly rushing towards Xuanwu.
“Whoosh!”
Suddenly, a graceful figure blocked in front of Li Beihai.
Ling Menghan said coldly, “This divine beast, our Yin-Yang Sect has set our sights on it.”
Li Beihai chuckled, “Fairy Menghan, as long as you become my Dao companion, I guarantee I won’t compete with you for the divine beast.”
Ling Menghan’s face was icy cold, “Li Beihai, if you dare speak nonsense again, be careful I won’t be polite to you.”
“Fairy Menghan wants to be impolite to me? Good!” Li Beihai said with a cheeky smile, “What position do you like, I’ll cooperate with you.”
“Courting death!” Ling Menghan was furious, her body emitting brilliant white light, her whole person instantly becoming holy and ethereal, like a fairy who doesn’t eat worldly fireworks.
“Slap!”
Ling Menghan pressed a palm towards Li Beihai.
This palm of hers looked light and fluttering, without the slightest force, but where the palm passed, continuous rumbling sounded.
Li Beihai didn’t care at all, directly meeting it with a fist.
“Boom!”
Fist and palm collided, a explosive sound rang out, followed by Li Beihai “scuff scuff” retreating more than ten steps in the air.
Ling Menghan said with a cold face, “If you dare talk nonsense again, I will definitely take your dog life.”
Li Beihai smiled, “Were you scratching an itch for me just now? Too light, can you make it heavier?”
“I don’t know if you’ve scratched an itch for Jiang Wudao?”
“If not, then I’m really too lucky.”
“Fairy Menghan, how about you scratch for me again, I’ll take off my clothes…”
“Go die!” Ling Menghan was enraged beyond measure.
She was the Saintess of Yin-Yang Sect, and also the number one beauty of Yin-Yang Sect, when had she ever been so frivolously treated, at this moment, she was thoroughly angered by Li Beihai.
Swish!
A long sword appeared in Ling Menghan’s hand.
This long sword was forged from top-grade white jade, entirely pure white and flawless, like a holy sword, very matching with Ling Menghan’s temperament, making her appear even more ethereal.
Moreover, the sword body was engraved full of runes.
As soon as this sword was unsheathed, immediately, the runes on the sword lit up, the sound of sword whistling endless.
“Li Beihai, I want to cut off your tongue!”
As Ling Menghan’s words fell, she slashed out a sword, in an instant, vast sword qi like a galactic waterfall, pouring down towards Li Beihai.
This sword of Ling Menghan’s had incomparably great power.
A trace of solemnity flashed in Li Beihai’s eyes, but his face still had a cheeky smile, “I didn’t expect Fairy Menghan your temper to be so fiery, very good, eat my spear!”
Boom!
Li Beihai’s palm suddenly erupted with a mass of strong light, like a long dragon, crashing towards Ling Menghan’s long sword.
“Clang!”
A loud noise.
The long sword in Ling Menghan’s hand flew out, her tiger’s mouth cracked, her body retreating nonstop.
Only at this moment did she see clearly that the mass of strong light in Li Beihai’s hand was a pitch-black long spear.
Jiang Wudao was fighting inextricably with Wu Qianfan, suddenly noticing the commotion here, hurriedly forcing back Wu Qianfan with a palm, then his body like a streak of flowing light appeared behind Ling Menghan, a palm pressing against Ling Menghan’s back.
Only then did Ling Menghan steady her retreating steps.
“Are you alright?” Jiang Wudao asked with a face full of concern.
Ling Menghan shook her head, said, “I’m fine.”
“You go capture the divine beast, leave these two to me.” Jiang Wudao said.
“Can you handle it?” Ling Menghan was somewhat worried, Li Beihai and Wu Qianfan’s strengths were both very strong, she worried Jiang Wudao couldn’t handle them alone.
“Trust me.” After Jiang Wudao finished speaking, he strode forward.
At this time, Li Beihai and Wu Qianfan very tacitly stood shoulder to shoulder.
“Prince Wu, I wonder if you’ve ever slaughtered a Saint Son before?” Li Beihai asked with a smile.
“Never slaughtered one.” Wu Qianfan said.
“Then let’s join hands and slaughter Jiang Wudao.” Li Beihai said, “After killing Jiang Wudao, the divine beast goes to you, I only want Ling Menghan.”
“Good!” Wu Qianfan agreed immediately.
Li Beihai then pointed at Jiang Wudao, laughed loudly, “Jiang Wudao, your death date has arrived.”
Jiang Wudao snorted coldly, “Just you want to kill me, overestimating yourself.”
Li Beihai smiled, “I’m not alone, I’m joining hands with Prince Wu, you’re bound to die.”
Wu Qianfan followed, “I join hands with Brother Li, you only have the portion to die.”
Jiang Wudao shouted, “In my eyes, you two are both trash.”
“Don’t waste time.”
“Come at me together!”
Jiang Wudao stood in place, his clothes fluttering in the wind, long hair drifting, his handsome face full of dominance.
Li Beihai and Wu Qianfan exchanged a glance, then, the two made their moves at the same time.
“Kill!”
Li Beihai roared loudly, shaking the clouds, the long spear in his hand, like a scorching sun, stabbing towards Jiang Wudao, killing intent unparalleled.
Wu Qianfan’s body also emitted endless majesty, like an emperor, ruling the world.
Two peerless geniuses, displaying powerful attacks, the momentum extremely terrifying.
Jiang Wudao’s face showed unprecedented solemnity, although he was the third Saint Son of Yin-Yang Sect, but he didn’t dare underestimate the two before him, circulating his whole body’s power, both hands slowly lifted up.
“Buzz!”
On Jiang Wudao’s left hand appeared a mass of white light, on his right hand appeared a mass of black light.
One black, one white.
One yin, one yang.
Jiang Wudao raised both hands to above his head, palms suddenly clasped together, immediately, a huge yin-yang taiji diagram appeared above Jiang Wudao’s head.
