Chapter four hundred and seventieth feast no good feast 10
Ye Yaorao's eyes were full of domineeringness and ferocity. A sharp murderous intent had already locked up Shangguan Cang. This time, Shangguan Cang's attack did not even touch Ye Yaorao's shadow. A petal rain appeared again to block Shangguan Cang's figure.
The attack of the petal rain is not a damaging force for Shangguan Cang, the Spirit Emperor, but if he ignored it, he would probably endure the sudden attack of Ye Yaorao. Shangguan Cang, who was cautious by nature, would certainly not be so impulsive. He stopped rushing forward and began to deal with the petal rain in the sky.
Ye Yaorao looked at Shangguan Cang trapped in the rain of petals, and her eyes showed a fierce light again. Shangguan Cang was sure to kill him. Ye Yaorao's fist slowly clenched, and the deep purple light slowly condensed on his fist, becoming more and more dazzling.
When Ye Yaorao's fists condensed into a bright light like a small sun, Ye Yaorao's delicate face also looked particularly beautiful against the backdrop of this light, but the murderous intent revealed from those eyes suddenly woke up the person who was addicted to it. The person in front of him was not a kind-eyed angel but a ruthless demon!
When Shangguan Cang finally broke free from the petal rain, the first thing he saw was a dark purple sun like a meteor outside the sky with endless power. Shangguan Cang's eyes sterned and wanted to dodge, but at this time his body was completely out of control.
In the petal rain just now, Shangguan Cang did not notice that each petal was carrying some pollen. This pollen was colorless and odorless, but it had the effect of paralyzing spiritual power. Although the amount of pollen carried by each petal was very sparse, the rain in the sky accumulated together, and even the number could cause a moment of paralysis to a Spirit Emperor. It was enough for a master to fight for a moment.
"Bang!"
Ye Yaorao's fist hit Shangguan Cang's chest without any fancy. After a loud bang, there were a few clicks. Shangguan Cang's chest had already been smoldered. Judging from this situation, his ribs seemed to have been broken several times.
"puff!"
Shangguan Cang vomited out an old blood, and the wrinkles on his face became a little deeper. The old man who was originally domineering and energetic in the principal seemed to have been aged dozens of years at once, as if he was about to enter the coffin the next moment.
Ye Yaorao stood in place and looked down at Shangguan Cang. Her tall figure was like a jade sculpture. Her seemingly thin figure hidden explosive power. At this time, he looked at Shangguan Cang with disdain and said, "The flock is shaking the tree, overestimating one's own ability!"
A trace of resentful light flashed in Shangguan Cang's eyes. At this time, he had no power to counterattack. Although his heart was full of regret and unwillingness, he was helpless at this moment. When Shangguan Cang's eyes fell on Murong Ningyue, the last trace of madness appeared in his eyes.
"I admit defeat today, but I will not let you live a good life even if I die. Don't you love your wife very much? I want her to be buried with me! Blood Explosion!"
Shangguan Cang shouted with a loud shout and shot towards Murong Ningyue like an arrow. At the same time, Shangguan Cang's thin body suddenly became swelling like a ball. As the distance between him and Murong Ningyue became closer, the expansion amplitude became larger and larger.
Chapter completed!