C303

Chapter 303 - Source (1)

After successfully killing off all the people from the and the giant snake, Bei Kongxing, however, was not in a hurry to come in contact with the array. Instead, he turned his gaze towards the ground.

The spiritual energy condensed into a thin needle, and with a sudden wave of his hand, the thin needle shot towards the grass.

Bei Kongxing's target was actually the place where Xia Xuan and Hua Ling were hiding.

Xia Xuan no longer hesitated. When the spiritual energy was in his hands, it actually went straight for the needle and grabbed it. When the needle was in his hands, with a strange twist of his palm, the impact was completely resolved.

Seeing Xia Xuan walking out from the bushes, Bei Kongxing could not help but frown. Actually, he did not notice Xia Xuan previously, but he could feel the aura of the Hua Ling, and yet he did not sense any Xia Xuan at all.

"Hua Ling, what are you hiding from?" Bei Kongxing said loudly, scaring the spirit of Hua Ling, who was perspiring cold sweat all over.

Bei Kongxing waved his hand, and those disciples removed the formation. In his eyes, although Xia Xuan was not as simple as he appeared to be, it was impossible for the rest of the Forest Palace to be able to do anything against a mere Xuanhuang.

"Your Forest Boas are quite treacherous." Both of Xia Xuan's hands were placed behind his back, and there was not the slightest hint of anxiety that should have appeared on his face due to the fact that the other party had the numbers advantage, so his expression was extremely relaxed.

"Brat, are you not afraid of death or are you being too arrogant? There are so many of us, yet you're not running? Are you still spouting nonsense?" Bei Kongxing looked at Xia Xuan coldly, and his voice contained a hint of indifference.

Bei Kongxing turned to look at a disciple at his side. That disciple had just reached the Mysterious Sect, so he could be considered the weakest of the disciples. The disciple also noticed Bei Kongxing's gaze, and after understanding what Bei Kongxing meant, he nodded and activated his spiritual energy, then rushed towards Xia Xuan.

Of course, to Xia Xuan, a person who had just broken through Mysterious Sect was not something to be afraid of. Immediately, the flamethrower flashed into her hands, and fiercely flung it out without any hesitation.

The current Xia Xuan, Bei Kongxing and the ordinary disciple were coincidentally on the same side, so Bei Kongxing did not see any flamethrower. When the flamethrower pierced the chest of the normal disciple with its ferocious force, Bei Kongxing was immediately shocked, and hurriedly used his spirit to defend against the flamethrower.

A wave of spiritual energy had just condensed in front of Bei Kongxing when the flamethrower turned into a Small Flood Dragon Dragon with a shake of its body. The Flood Dragon turned around and bypassed the spiritual energy's barrier, spiraling onto Bei Kongxing's body.

"Ah — —" As a semi-divine apparatus, this bite of the flamethrower's directly broke Bei Kongxing's arteries. If not for Bei Kongxing's timely spiritual energy blocking the meridian, he probably would have died from excessive blood loss.

Bei Kongxing was furious, his big hand suddenly grabbed the Small Flood Dragon, and just as he was about to pinch the Small Flood Dragon to death, the Small Flood Dragon fiercely bit his thumb, and immediately bit off his entire thumb.

Bei Kongxing was in so much pain that he hurriedly flung the Small Flood Dragon away. Just as he was covering his hand that was in extreme pain, a ghostly figure appeared behind him. The figure's arrival was sudden, and even the other disciples of the Forest Imperial Manor beside him did not notice.

The cold light quietly circled around Bei Kongxing's neck. Even Bei Kongxing, who was secretly operating the spiritual energy, felt that it was dangerous, and that it was a threat to his life.

It had to be said that Bei Kongxing was not a pushover. When he felt the cold light that only believed in his own life, he immediately turned around and escaped, not waiting for the cold light to take his life.

Dodging Xia Xuan's sneak attack, Bei Kongxing was standing in the air and could not help but reveal a pleased smile when he saw that the opponent was still maintaining the position of wiping his neck. Bei Kongxing could tell that he was just caught unprepared. If they really fought head on, he could say that he might not be able to defeat Xia Xuan.

It was also exactly at this time that Bei Kongxing ought to have, because the smile on his face had not yet disappeared when a black scale lance that was drenched in blood forcibly pierced his chest. Looking at the tip of the spear which was still dripping with blood, Bei Kongxing's binocular was completely round.