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Chapter 12822 The White Saint lost

At this moment, Holy Envoy Bai's heart was filled with doubts and fears. He didn't understand why Ling Xiao's formation was able to burst out with such powerful power, instantly defeating the giant whale he had carefully arranged. He even didn't understand why he was there

He seemed so fragile in front of this power.

This sense of powerlessness made him feel unprecedented fear and despair.

However, Ling Xiao did not give Holy Envoy Bai a chance to breathe. At the moment when the duel between the two ended, the giant sword that originally collapsed in the void seemed to be pulled by some mysterious force and condensed into shape again.

Countless sacred patterns intertwined and flickered in the void. They were like agile dragons, flying in and out of the air, and finally re-weaved into the broken sword formation. This time, it seemed more solid, as if it contained more terror.

the power of.

The speed of the sword array was extremely fast, almost in the blink of an eye, it had arrived in front of the White Holy Envoy. Facing this sudden attack, the White Holy Envoy's face changed drastically, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes. He knew that he had no time.

Let’s set up the holy pattern array again.

Therefore, Holy Envoy Bai pressed forward with both hands without hesitation, and a terrifying aura burst out instantly. At this time, he had no time to use the holy pattern array, and directly used the martial arts he was good at.

I saw a huge palm print condensed on his palm, and the palm print shone with dazzling light, as if it contained the power to destroy the world.

Huge palm prints shot out like meteors, violently colliding with Ling Xiao's giant sword in the air. Every collision erupted with a deafening roar, and the sword energy and palm wind intertwined to form terrifying energy storms.

In the field, countless sword energy flew out, palm winds scattered in all directions, and the air around them seemed to be torn apart by this force. When everyone saw this, they were shocked and retreated, not daring to approach the two people at all. They knew that

This is no longer a battle that they can intervene in.

"The White Holy Envoy has lost!" Lu Hang shook his head, his tone full of regret. He originally thought that this duel between the holy pattern arrays would be an evenly matched battle, but he didn't expect that it would end in this way.

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"It's really unexpected that he was forced to use martial arts." Lu Hang sighed. He knew very well that in the duel of the holy pattern formation, once he used martial arts, it meant that he was at a disadvantage.

"Sect Master, I have an ominous premonition that Holy Envoy Bai may have murderous intentions!"

A disciple within the sect nervously reminded him, his voice full of worry about the next development of the situation.

When Lu Hang heard the news, he couldn't help but frown. He knew that the White Holy Envoy's status in the Holy Church was very important, and the Holy Church was one of the top forces on the entire continent. Although he also had some background in the Holy Pattern Sect, if

If you really turn against the Holy Church, the consequences will be disastrous.

Ling Xiao, this talented young man, gave him hope for the future of the sect, but he could not put the entire sect in danger just to save Ling Xiao.

Just as Lu Hang was deep in thought, a voice broke the silence around him: "You don't have to worry. What you really need to worry about now is that idiot named Bai."

Everyone looked around and saw an old man with white beard and hair appearing in the hall at some point. His eyes were shining with wisdom, and his body exuded a majestic temperament. When Lu Hang saw this old man, his face changed.

With a surprised expression on his face, he hurriedly stood up and saluted: "Ancestor, why are you here?"

The old man smiled slightly, nodded and said: "I sensed an unusual aura here, so I came over to take a look. The Holy Church has indeed become a bit arrogant in recent years, thinking that it is invincible and has lost its enterprising spirit. And this young man

…”

He turned his eyes in the direction of Ling Xiao and sighed: "What a pity, why is such a talented disciple not from our Holy Mark Sect!"

The old man's words made everyone present feel a pity. They all knew that Ling Xiao's talent was top-notch in the entire sect. If he could join the Holy Pattern Sect, he would definitely bring great glory to the sect.

However, the reality is cruel. Ling Xiao chose to join the Tianxiahui. Without special circumstances, it would be difficult for the Holy Pattern Sect to obtain Ling Xiao.

The old man shook his head, as if he felt helpless at Ling Xiao's experience. He turned and left, leaving only his voice: "No matter whether that boy can repair the mountain-protecting formation, let him observe the small fusion formation. After all, he is also a capable person.

It’s not a bad idea for talented young people to form a bond. It may be beneficial to us in the future.”

Lu Hang and others were still in a daze. They looked at each other, seemingly confused by the ancestor's profound vision, and didn't understand why he was so optimistic about Ling Xiao, a young rising star. However, while they were still thinking, something happened on the ring.

The battle has changed dramatically.

Originally, the White Holy Envoy was trying his best to resist the giant sword falling from the sky. His face was solemn, his hands formed seals, and he tried his best to inject holy power into his defense. However, just when he was concentrating, something shocking happened.

A scene happened.

On the left and right sides of the White Holy Envoy, the void suddenly twisted, as if there was an invisible force pulling it. Immediately afterwards, two giant swords that were the same as before were condensed again. They exuded dazzling light and slashed simultaneously with thunderous force.

To the White Holy Envoy.

Holy Envoy Bai's face instantly turned pale. He obviously did not expect Ling Xiao to launch such a sophisticated attack. He tried his best and kept making seals with his hands, trying to resist the power of these two giant swords.

However, this attack was too sudden and too powerful. Even though he tried his best, he still could not completely block the power of the giant sword.

Hearing a loud noise, Holy Envoy Bai was thrown backwards by the combined force of the two giant swords, and fell heavily under the ring. He lay on the ground in a state of embarrassment, with blood all over his body and his clothes torn. It was obvious that

He suffered serious injuries.

Holy Envoy Bai was not dead, but he no longer had the energy to be angry, and even spoke with difficulty. He lay there, his eyes filled with unwillingness and anger. He looked in the direction of Ling Xiao, with a vicious light shining in his eyes.

Ling Xiao stood on the ring with calm and deep eyes. He did not feel excited or proud about defeating the White Holy Envoy. Instead, he looked very calm and rational.

He understood that killing the White Holy Envoy here would only bring endless trouble and danger to himself and the Holy Pattern Sect. Therefore, he did not kill the White Holy Envoy, but just defeated the White Holy Envoy.

When Lu Hang and others saw this, they finally recovered from their daze. They looked at Ling Xiao's figure, their eyes full of admiration and admiration. If Bai Sheng Envoy died here, their Holy Pattern Sect would not be able to give anything to the Holy Church.

Confessed.

"Thank you, senior, for showing mercy!" Ling Xiao smiled slightly on the stage and cupped his hands, with a hint of teasing and ridicule in his voice.
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