Holy Dragon Totem

Four big men plus a beautiful girl besieged another girl.

Nangong Xueying was extremely angry. These made her feel sick, especially Jiang Zizai and Beishan Jin.

It had been too long. I was afraid that I had forgotten the feeling of grabbing a life-saving straw in front of death.

Now the more I look at Beishan Jin's careless appearance, and then think about the fact that he lost Tai Chi because of himself! Only hatred arises spontaneously.

"You, the son of a mortal insect, dare to bully me like this. Aren't you afraid of a fire in the backyard?" When Beishan Jin surrounded her, Nangong Xueying said in a deep voice.

If it was just to deal with Jiang Zizai, she would not be afraid at all, but with Wanqian and Beishan Jin harassing her, she naturally felt troubled.

"Shh, keep your voice down. Wansha said the same thing in front of me last time, and the God Servant was ready to expel him from the Sacrifice Temple." Beishan Jin said with a smile.

In fact, he must be heartbroken. He didn't expect that the goddess in his heart would threaten him with her parents.

The image of her in her mind had collapsed countless times, and Beishan Jin had become numb.

"Hmph!"

Nangong Xueying knew that since the other party had come up, it was actually equivalent to giving her a flaw, especially since Lu Dingxing and Beishan Jin had the sacrificial flags on them. If she was not careful, she might be able to grab the sacrificial flags first and escape, completely turning the tables.

The opponent's siege was also an opportunity for her.

Nangong Xueying's eyes flashed with a cold light, and the first person she targeted was Lu Dingxing.

Before Jiang Zi was surrounded by them and had not yet made a move, she suddenly moved, rolled up a large amount of ice and snow storms, and swept towards Lu Dingxing.

Wherever she went, even the trees were frozen.

Buzz!

She didn't expect that countless flames suddenly rushed from the side to fight against her ice storm. Although they couldn't fight against it, at least they offset a lot of her frost.

Beishan Jin overlapped the ice and snow field with the wind and fire field. Although it was greatly suppressed and consumed a lot, the raging of ice was also reduced by it.

"Be careful of Wan Qian's pupil technique, don't open your eyes." She thought so, but how could she fight Jiang Zizai without opening her eyes?

Jiang Zizai appeared in front of her like a ghost, and the fire source gun in his hand turned into a flaming meteor, constantly poking!

Nangong Xueying had to open her eyes!

Right behind Jiang Zizai, Wan Qian cast the "Tianyi Impact Technique"!

Buzz!

In an instant, her eyes stung, and the sky and the earth were dark, as if she was even more blind.

She resisted frantically, trying to suppress Jiang Zizai with the ice and snow field, but the ice and snow field was offset by Beishan Jin, and the power was no longer there.

"Go to hell!" She was so frustrated that she was so angry that tears came out.

Especially Beishan Jin, who suppressed her best ice and snow field. When her advantage could not be brought into play, it was equivalent to losing her eyes. In front of Jiang Zizai, she was already a waste.

Even though she fought hard with Tianpeng Chaos Shadow and Ice Nine Fingers, Jiang Zizai's cold spear tip still penetrated her defense and stabbed into her thigh for the first time!

In this battle of Kirishima, he could not kill anyone, so Jiang Zizai became a professional at stabbing thighs, and he hit the target every time.

After hitting the target, he pressed down, and immediately made Nangong Xueying half-kneel on the ground, bleeding.

"Ah!" The ice-snow beauty screamed in pain, which made people feel distressed.

"Boss, don't be so cruel!" Beishan Jin still felt distressed when he saw it.

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Zizai pulled out the Fire Source Spear and stabbed her other round thigh again. This time, Nangong Xueying could only kneel on the ground with both knees, crying in pain.

"Why didn't you say it earlier."

Jiang Zizai picked up the last thirty-three sacrificial flags with the tip of his spear, and from then on, all ninety-nine sacrificial flags were his.

"I'm just being kind to women." Beishan Jin said distressedly, but in fact, he felt happy.

This injury is not a problem. With her background, she can recover after a few days of rest with the help of spiritual medicine. It's just that she temporarily lost the support of her legs, couldn't move, and lost her combat effectiveness.

"Jiang Zizai! Beishan Jin!" Nangong Xueying raised her head, wiped away her tears, and gritted her teeth.

"I swear, one day, I will kill you and make you pay with blood!"

Beishan Jin was stunned and said, "Don't be like this, our priest said that we are all "classmates", don't fight and kill all the time, it's unlucky."

"Now that you have won, do you want to be a villain in front of me?" Nangong Xueying stared at him.

Beishan Jin put away his smile, waved his hand, and said: "Why not, just regard it as a memorial to my pure admiration for you. From that day on, my heart is dead."

"Son of a mortal insect, wishful thinking!" Nangong Xueying did not forget to say such words until this time.

"Boss, let's go?"

Beishan Jin was just acting very proud, but in fact, he was still upset in his heart. Why was he so blind that he used to think about how to treat her well day and night?

Staying here and listening to her talk would only make him realize how stupid he was in the past.

"Let's go." Jiang Zizai gathered all the sacrificial flags and showed off in front of Nangong Xueying and Yongle, saying: "I will accept your gifts. After returning the sacrificial flags, I will treat you two to a meal and thank you for your generosity on the spot for giving me Tai Chi. Haha..."

Just after he finished speaking, he heard Wanqian say that other sacrificial followers were gathering here, so they hurried away.

Now night has fallen. Just wait for one night, and by tomorrow morning, Tai Chi will be safe.

That night, when they heard that Jiang Zizai had obtained ninety-nine sacrificial flags, all the priests would go crazy and track him overnight.

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Unfortunately, he has thousands of people around him.

When Jiang Zizai left, leaving a few wounded here to cry without tears, the divine servants, Yuan Qing and the priests obviously did not expect the final outcome to be like this.

That Jian Nanqiu gritted his teeth and said: "Master divine servant, I think it is not appropriate to hand over Tai Chi to Jiang Zizai. He relied on conspiracy and siege to get the sacrificial flags. At the Six Prefectures Festival, these little tricks are useless."

Feng Qingxuan also said: "I also think it is a bit inappropriate. In terms of real combat power, fighting alone, Yongle and Xueying are better than him."

The divine servants, Yuan Qing and other priests all looked at the two of them with strange eyes.

The Star God Servant glanced at them and said slowly: "The disciple has been embarrassed enough, priest, please don't embarrass yourself again."

Everyone has a sense of right and wrong. Jiang Zizai is a little clever, but in this absolutely fair battlefield, he can collect all the sacrificial flags in his hands. This is his own ability.

Feng Qingxuan's face flushed.

"God Servant, he is the son of King Zilin. King Zilin is a criminal of the dynasty and has not yet confessed. Do you really want this person to fight for my Sacrifice Temple?"

"Now is a sensitive period. Do you want to take such a risk to fight against the Flame Dragon Emperor with the Sacrifice Flag?" Jian Nanqiu also said.

An Ran wanted to speak, but he suddenly realized that there were other people present.

Sure enough, the God Servant pointed at Princess Shenxiao and said, "The little girl dared to chase him here and followed him all the way. You, as priests of the Sacrifice Temple, are so cowardly. It is really amazing."

"The Sacrifice Temple only accepts geniuses favored by the ancient gods. As long as they have pure intentions, we don't care about their origins or backgrounds. This is the foundation of our Sacrifice Temple's eternal inheritance, not timidity. Jiannanqiu, Feng Qingxuan, reflect on yourself after you go back this time."

The tone of the God Servant was already quite cold.

Even Princess Shenxiao was not afraid of the Flame Dragon Emperor, but the two priests of the Sacrifice Temple said such words, which really violated the fundamental purpose of the Sacrifice Flag.

The Sacrifice Temple serves the ancient gods, not the royal family.

Jiannanqiu and Nangong Xueying finally shut up with a sullen face.

"Haha!" When there was a dead silence, a crisp laugh suddenly sounded, which was very piercing. Everyone looked and saw that it was Jiuxian who was laughing so hard that his body was shaking.

The atmosphere was serious and everyone looked at her.

"What are you looking at? I am the champion priest, can't I laugh?"

She was boasting, and Feng Qingxuan's face became darker.

The divine servant said: "There is not necessarily no variable in the last night. Patrol carefully tonight and do a good job of finishing. Tomorrow at noon, it will officially end, and the 'Tai Chi' will be awarded on the spot, and we will set off to return to the temple of sacrifice."

"Yes."

No one thought too much. Jiang Zizai had Wanqian's eyes, and it was no problem to protect the sacrificial flag for one night.

Yongle and Nangong Xueying, one night is not enough to restore their combat effectiveness.

At night, Jiang Zizai and the five of them put the sacrificial flag next to them in the new base, and waited for the passage of time with peace of mind.

In the second half of the night, Wanqian practiced the pupil technique for half a day, and was a little tired, so he squinted for a while.

Suddenly, a dark shadow came in quietly and hovered over Jiang Zizai's head.