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Four hundred and sixtieth chapters feast no good feast 5

After Murong Ningyue finished speaking, a familiar figure suddenly appeared in her mind. If Ye Yaorao appeared at this time, she would have escaped danger, right?

"What are you still standing there? Stop this beast for me. I will deal with this demon slave first. The others will hurry up and kill the people from Li Ruo Academy!"

Under the attack of the Spirit King Master Yao Jiutian and the divine beast Bao, Shangguan Cang seemed overwhelmed. At this time, he quickly spoke out to ask his subordinates to help. This time he lost the guarantee of intercepting Murong Ningyue, and almost all the elites of the Shangguan family were dispatched.

At this time, he heard Shangguan Cang's order that several spirit kings surrounded the baby. Although they could not kill the baby, it was no problem to temporarily trap the baby. On the other hand, Yao Jiutian could only fight Shangguan Cang alone. Although Yao Jiutian was the peak spirit king at the level of heaven, it was only a matter of time before he lost against an old monster spirit emperor who had been practicing for many years.

Shangguan Xiong also walked towards Murong Ningyue and said viciously: "I can't tell. If the ancestors were not here this time, I'd probably have to take your path. But now you have no chance. There is only one way to die for those who offend my Shangguan family, and you will naturally be no exception!"

Seeing Shangguan Xiong approaching step by step, Bai Mufeng, who had been seriously injured by Shangguan Cang, tried to stand in front of Murong Ningyue. As for Murong Ningyue and others, they had no chance to take action in the battle of such a spirit king level. Their strength was too small.

Bai Mufeng tried hard to resist Shangguan Xiong's attack, but one was as brave as a tiger going down the mountain, and the other was as old as the sun was thin as the west mountain. In just one stick of incense, Bai Mufeng was exhausted. The other was accidentally knocked aside by Shangguan Xiong, and he fainted on the ground with a mouthful of old blood.

Shangguan Xiong once again cast his fierce eyes on Murong Ningyue and forced Murong Ningyue step by step. On the battlefield in the distance, Yao Jiutian gradually showed that he was unable to support his strength. The strength of the Spirit King was not on the same level as that of the Spirit Emperor. I am afraid that Yao Jiutian would also be defeated by Shangguan Cang in a moment or three moments.

As for the baby, although it has not suffered any damage, its opponents have no losses. Once Shangguan Cang defeats Yao Jiutian and frees up his hands to deal with the baby, the baby will eventually have to surrender. It seems that everyone is already in despair at this time.

At this critical moment, a pink peach petal suddenly floated down from the sky. The petals fell lightly. Although it came very abruptly, it did not attract anyone's attention.

"oops!"

Shangguan Xiong suddenly screamed, and while touching the wound on his cheek with his hand, he looked at the more and more petals falling down in the air with a look of surprise. Murong Ningyue stretched out his hand and took a piece of petal and put it in front of his nose and sniffed it gently. A familiar smell filled the tip of his nose, and a bright smile bloomed on the corner of Murong Ningyue's mouth. It was him!

"Who is pretending to be a ghost? Get out of here! Do you dare to go against my Shangguan family and don't want to live?"

Shangguan Xiong shouted and looked around. It was not easy for those who could hurt him just by just a petal. Even if the ancestors of the Shangguan family wanted to do this, it would not be so easy.
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