Chapter 1020

"What is the Ice Sect going to do?"

"It's not what Ice Palace wants to do, you should ask Sang Ling what she wants to do?"

"Sang Ling has always been at odds with Xiao Wan, and has always wanted to be the number one beauty in the Eastern Wasteland. She must have found fault with Xiao Wan."

"She wants to be the number one beauty in the Eastern Wasteland. First, she will kill Mingyue of the Beast Controlling Sect, and then find Xiao Wan. Otherwise, where will she be?"

"Mingyue is too strong, how can she fight?

The Beast Control Sect is not easy to bully, if she dares to find Mingyue, she will bring shame on herself.

Therefore, she can only bully Xiao Wan, and I heard that Xiao Wan is not her opponent. "

"Sang Ling is a wonderful thing. Her brain circuit is so delicate that we can't understand it."

"Xiao Wan belongs to Lu Chen. Once Xiao Wan is humiliated, will Lu Chen send someone to help?"

"That's a matter between the Shenmu Palace and the Ice Palace. Outsiders are not allowed to interfere. If Lu Chen dares to send someone there, we will interfere."

Seeing Sang Ling lead the crowd away, countless sect disciples talked about it.

Even Ding Lie couldn't do anything about Sang Ling, and he didn't stop Sang Ling.

Sang Ling led the Ice Palace to dispatch, Lu Chen had already seen it, and a big stone in his heart was put down.

Sang Ling, a wonderful woman, is a ticking time bomb, and she will definitely find fault with Wan'er.

That's why Lu Chen didn't let Shenmu Palace participate in the battle of Fanatic Legion, so as to avoid attracting Ice Palace.

If Sang Ling leads thousands of ice disciples to make troubles, they will be frozen for thousands of miles at every turn. Those ice combat skills do not hurt much, but they cause a lot of trouble. The law and the Warcraft two races fought well.

Let Shenmu Palace go out independently and attract Ice Palace by itself.

Anyway, Lu Chen taught Wan'er a new version of Heaven-shaking Hand, so why are you afraid of Sang Ling?

Now that Wan'er's combat power has been greatly improved, it is not what it used to be, and Sang Ling wants to find fault with Xiao Wan, but she has made a wrong calculation and will suffer a loss.

"Xiao Wan bitch, come out!"

Sang Ling rushed to the location of the Shenmu Palace, yelling and cursing as soon as she came out, regardless of her identity.

"Sang Ling, I didn't offend you, did I? Why are you swearing?"

Wan'er stood out from the crowd, frowning, very unhappy.

"You didn't offend me, but your appearance offended me!"

Sang Ling actually said this, which makes people feel that her brain circuit is unique.

"What does my appearance matter to you?"

"Of course it's none of my business. I want to become the number one beauty in the Eastern Wasteland, and you are my biggest obstacle!"

"It's not easy for you to be the number one beauty, just call yourself one."

"Self-proclaimed invalid!"

"Then I can't help you."

"No, the number one beauties in history are all chosen from the Ice Palace and the Shenmu Palace, that is to say, one is chosen between you and me."

"Then someone else will choose."

"No, other people's eyes are not good, I can only choose between you and me... No, I can only choose by myself!"

"How do you want to choose?"

"Your strength is not as good as mine, and your beauty is not as good as mine. You have to admit it yourself."

"Well, I am not as good as you. You are the most beautiful woman in the world. Are you satisfied now?"

"Half satisfied!"

"I've made the biggest move, what more do you want?"

"You use this knife to cut a scar on your face, then I can rest assured."

Sang Ling took out a small knife with a bright blue light on the blade, one could tell it was poisonous.

"Poison knife?"

Wan'er's beautiful eyebrows were deeply frowned, and she could no longer frowned, she had already endured Sang Ling's unreasonable troubles to the extreme.

"That's right, the poison of this knife is not fatal, it only hurts the skin, leaving scars forever!"

Sang Ling was so proud of herself that she was convinced of Xiao Wan.

Xiao Wan has never been her opponent, what can she not bully?

If Xiao Wan refuses to accept, she can call Xiao Wan to call her father.

Even if Xiao Wan led the crowd to resist, at most it would be just a fight, so what's the point?

This kind of small fight, as long as it is well controlled, there is room for maneuver between the two palace gates, and it will not cause a war between the palace gates.

"Then cut yourself a knife first and then talk about it."

Wan'er lost her patience and simply responded lightly.

"Bitch, you are looking for death, how dare you not follow?"

Sang Ling was furious, "I'm in the secret realm now, not outside, here I can only rely on myself, there is no reliable backer, no one will care if I beat you to death."

"That's right, you also know that you are in a secret realm now, and no one cares if I kill you."

Wan'er said coldly.

"Okay, you still dare to hit me, if I don't cut ten scars on your face, my surname will not be Sang!"

Sang Ling was furious, and immediately pushed aside the vision, and slapped Xiao Wan with a cold palm.

With that palm shot, the space froze, the void froze into hoarfrost, and the area was hundreds of feet, frozen.

At the moment when Sang Ling propped up the vision, Wan'er also propped up the vision, and a Nuoda spiritual tree appeared in the void behind her, with invisible vitality overflowing.

"Tiantian hand!"

Wan'er took one hand and slapped it, and greeted Sang Ling's cold palm.

Wan'er's sky-shattering hand is different from Lu Chen's!

Her Sky-Shaking Hand was improved by Lu Chen. It has no evil spirit and is not so violent. It is far gentler than Lu Chen's Shaking Hand.

However, the Fantian hand she played had the power of aura, and its power was not far behind Lu Chen.

That palm shattered the space, shattered the void, and the tyrannical power of spiritual energy shattered the surrounding ice and frost, causing the earth to shake violently.

boom!

The two palms collided together, making a loud noise that shook in all directions.

Fantian clapped his hand on the cold palm, shattering all the ice, expelling the endless cold air, and crushing the power of the cold palm.

puff!

Sang Ling flew out, sprayed a bloody arrow in the air, and finally fell thousands of feet away.

Wan'er, on the other hand, did not move at all, still maintaining the posture of palming, with a heroic posture and a rainbow-like momentum.

"What happened, Xiao Wan actually defeated Sang Ling?"

"This is strange. Not long ago, there was a competition between Shenmu Palace and Ice Palace. At that time, Xiao Wan was defeated by Sang Ling, and the gap was a bit far away.

But how long has passed, Sang Ling can't even bear Xiao Wan's palm, it's unbelievable! "

"The saintess of Shenmu Palace is famous for her healing, when did she become famous for her combat power?

It really subverted my perception of Shenmu Palace. "

"Sang Ling's combat strength is ranked high in the realm of refining the gods, but Xiao Wan can actually hang her, so Xiao Wan's combat strength is quite terrifying, at least it can be ranked in the top of the strong in the realm of refining the gods Five."

"Could Xiao Wan practice with some expert and suddenly become stronger?"

"It's possible!"

Countless human warriors were shocked by Xiao Wan's combat power, they discussed and speculated one after another.

On the other side thousands of feet away, Sang Ling swallowed a healing pill, then staggered up from the ground, bleeding from the corner of her mouth and disheveled hair, in a very embarrassing situation.

"How can it be?

How can you beat me?

How could you have the strength to defeat me? "