Chapter 13685 Brainless thing

Chapter 13685 Brainless thing
Xiao Yihang took the lead and rushed to the front. His expression was stern, and the flame of battle flashed in his eyes. He quickly took out his sword, and the sword body flashed with cold light, emitting a chilling aura.

He swung his sword fiercely, and the sword came out like a dragon. A dazzling light flashed instantly, illuminating the entire sky. This light contained a powerful force, making everyone present feel an invisible oppression, as if the air was solidified by the power of this sword.

The first knight's eyes were as cold as frost in the cold night, and his aura was chilling. The spear in his hand shone with a dazzling metallic luster under the sunlight.

He shook his wrist slightly, and the gun drew a sharp arc, stabbing towards Xiao Yihang coldly. The tip of the gun cut through the air, making a sharp whistling sound, like a black lightning, carrying endless power and murderous intent.

"Bang!" The next moment, a powerful force collided and produced a loud noise that shook the surrounding air. The First Knight's body was like a kite with a broken string, and was pushed back hundreds of meters by the powerful recoil force.

He drew a long parabola in the air, raising a cloud of dust behind him. On the other hand, Xiao Yihang stood firmly on the spot, like a pine tree rooted in the earth, without retreating a single step. His clothes rustled in the air, and his eyes showed a hint of disdain and mockery.

Xiao Yihang raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and sneered. His voice echoed in the air like a huge bell: "High Priest of Zhenling Mansion, you dare to destroy our Zhaixing Tower with these people. You really don't take our Zhaixing Tower seriously."

As he spoke, he raised his head slightly, looking past the crowd and straight at the high priest on the chariot in the distance, his eyes full of provocation and confidence.

Immediately, Xiao Yihang's aura suddenly rose, and the spiritual power around him surged like a rushing river.

He tapped his feet lightly, and his body moved as fast as lightning, charging towards the army of the Holy Temple again. The sword in his hand gleamed coldly in the sun, and every time he swung it, it brought out a dazzling light, as if he wanted to kill all the enemies in front of him.

Led by Xiao Yihang, the other masters of Zhaixing Tower also roared and rushed out. They were like tigers coming down the mountain, fierce and aggressive, with determination and resoluteness in their eyes. For a moment, the shouts of killing shook the sky, the flashes of swords and sabers flashed, and the entire battlefield fell into chaos.

In the air, the people of Zhaixing Tower and the army of the Holy Temple were like two surging rivers, colliding with each other with tremendous momentum.

The spiritual powers of both sides intertwined and collided in the air, forming a series of gorgeous and dangerous lights. The light of spells, the cold light of weapons, and the angry shouts of warriors intertwined to form a tragic battle picture.

In an instant, the battlefield situation became extremely tragic, with blood splattering and screams ringing in the ears. Hundreds of people died in this fierce collision. Those who died included people from the Holy Hall and people from the Star-Picking Tower.

The warriors of the Holy Hall were wearing black armor and fell to the ground, their clothes stained red with blood; some of the disciples of the Star Picking Tower were still in fighting postures, but they were already dead. However, judging from the number of casualties on both sides, the warriors of the Holy Hall died more.

This situation seems to indicate that in terms of overall strength, the Zhenling Mansion Holy Temple is not as good as the Zhaixing Tower at this time.

In the distance, in mid-air, Qin Xianglan was quietly suspended there, with a graceful figure and a purple dress fluttering in the wind. Her face was calm, but there was a hint of thought in her eyes. The breeze gently blew past, ruffling her hair, but it did not break the calm expression on her face at all.

"Miss, something is not right. The Zhenling Mansion Holy Hall is clearly no match for the Zhaixing Tower. Should we help? Otherwise, once the people of the Zhenling Mansion Holy Hall are destroyed, it may be too late for us to take action, and we will also be blamed by the Holy Hall."

Elder Gu followed Qin Xianglan, frowning and looking anxious. As he spoke, he looked at the battlefield uneasily, his hands unconsciously clenched, as if ready to attack at any time.

Qin Xianglan waved her hand gently, her movements graceful and calm, her eyes still fixed on the battlefield, and said slowly: "Don't worry, today's situation doesn't seem to be that simple, let's wait and see what happens."

Her voice was gentle but firm, as if telling Elder Gu that she had already made plans and everything was under control. After that, she once again turned her gaze to the battlefield, trying to capture more useful information from the chaotic battle situation in order to make a more accurate judgment.

"Sister, you are too cautious. If it were me, I would have attacked directly. How dare a mere Zhaixing Tower occupy our Dongzhou for so many years? It is not too much to destroy them." Qin Xianglan's younger brother, the young man named Qin Baixiao, had a face full of unwillingness and resentment, and could not help shouting.

As he spoke, he waved his only remaining arm, as if the people from the Zhaixing Tower were standing in front of him and he would rush up and beat them to a pulp in the next second.

At this moment, although he still had numerous scars left by Ling Xiao on his body and his face looked slightly pale, his reckless spirit was not diminished at all, and his eyes were full of impulse and eagerness.

Qin Xianglan turned her head slightly and looked coldly at Qin Baixiao, with a hint of helplessness and disappointment in her eyes.

She sighed softly, then rolled her eyes at her brother, her tone filled with anger: "Qin Baixiao, do you know why you ended up in such a miserable situation? It's because you don't have a brain, and you just rush forward when you encounter anything!"

Qin Xianglan shook her head slightly as she spoke, secretly wondering in her heart, does this kid really think it's such a great thing to have cultivated to the invincible Baoyuan realm before the age of twenty?

Little did they know that this was only due to the Qin family's extremely rich and almost inexhaustible cultivation resources. They didn't know what there was to be proud of.

Qin Xianglan looked into the distance, where the outline of Zhaixing Tower was looming in the mist. She knew in her heart that the fact that Zhaixing Tower had been able to stand in Dongzhou for so many years was not as simple as it seemed. The forces behind it were complicated, and there were many masters in the tower, with a deep foundation.

Although the Qin family dominates Dongzhou, the outcome of a head-on conflict with Zhaixing Tower is still unknown.

What's more, now that the Holy Hall has also been involved, the situation has become even more confusing. Qin Xianglan knows that in this situation, acting impulsively will only lead the Qin family into an irretrievable situation, and she must plan carefully and weigh the pros and cons.

But Qin Baixiao ignored all this and acted only on his passion and impulse, which really made her angry and anxious.

When will this little brother really grow up? It’s so helpless.