Everyone Wants To Pamper The Lucky Daughter
/ Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter Chapter 1070
Chapter 1070: Chapter 1066: Little Elves Cause Havoc in Misty Moon Sect_1 Chapter 1070: Chapter 1066: Little Elves Cause Havoc in Misty Moon Sect_1 “Lan Feng, do you really think a mere few dozen people can stop this Pavilion Master?”
Xue Rufeng's expression remained unchanged. A chilling aura emanated from his right palm, and with a flash, his figure disappeared like a ghost at its original location.
The next second, he appeared in front of a Misty Moon Sect disciple and struck him with a palm, sending him flying.
“Ah!”
The Misty Moon Sect disciple's chest showed an icy handprint, lips freezing purple, and he fell to the ground several meters away, curling up and shivering like a bawling baby.
“Frost Palm!”
“He has successfully fused with the Ice Soul Cold Lotus; his Frost Palm is now perfect. How can we be his match?”
The remaining Misty Moon Sect disciples were horrified, their sword tips trembling and hesitating, not daring to come forward.
“Hmph.”
Lan Feng's face changed drastically, gathering a surge of profound inner strength and leaping toward Xue Rufeng with a palm strike.
Xue Rufeng's eyes narrowed dangerously, neither evading nor avoiding, facing his opponent head-on.
“The Sect Master has made a move, we need to retreat.”
Sharp-witted Misty Moon Sect disciples, fearing the repercussions of the two powerful fighters, withdrew their long swords and fled swiftly.
“Fire!”
At that moment, a horrified scream came from outside the hall, flames raging on the roof eaves and tiles falling.
“Fire! The roof is collapsing, run!”
The divine fire spewed by the Divine Beast Baby was extremely powerful. In the blink of an eye, the main roof beam had turned to ash, revealing a huge round hole.
Xue Rufeng's light shout came before he flew onto the eaves through the round hole.
Lan Feng immediately followed suit, both stepping on the tiles and sprinting along the eaves, their fight growing faster and faster.
*
Inside the Misty Moon Sect, the colored glass flower vase maneuvered with Tanbao occasionally spewing cold pond water. The pavilions and towers were visibly covered with a thick layer of ice.
The Misty Moon Sect disciples were panic-stricken, stepping on the slippery ice layer as they fled in different directions. Some fell, howling as they slid away.
“Hahaha, so much fun, so much fun!”
Tanbao enjoyed her handiwork with satisfaction, clapping her hands and giggling.
“Let me add some fun too.”
Jin Jing, still a child at heart, saw Tanbao having a good time and decided to join the fun. She waved her hand and threw a white silk ribbon.
The white silk ribbon meandered in mid-air, wrapping around Misty Moon Sect disciples, unceremoniously flinging them away.
Wherever it passed, there were continuous screams.
Petrified Misty Moon Sect disciples fled with despair, their legs turning to jelly and their cries for their parents heart-wrenching.
“Chirp, chirp!”
Little Kingfisher tracked the two fighting men, with no end in sight, unable to settle the score, and called out for Jin Jing and the two little spirits.
“Yin'er is calling us.”
Upon hearing the bird's call, Jin Jing manipulated the colored glass flower vase to soar up rapidly, shooting up like a meteor.
“You keep an eye on Lan Feng here, and I'll take a turn at the main entrance.”
Upon seeing them arrive, Little Kingfisher surrounded the colored glass flower vase, circling it at a low altitude.
“All right, leave it to us.”
Shibao rubbed her plump white cheeks, laughing merrily in agreement.
“With us here, Lan Feng won't be able to succeed.”
Jin Jing proudly raised an eyebrow, showing off her queenly demeanor.
“Why not just freeze him directly into an ice block?”
Tanbao, not having enough fun, wanted to spew a few more mouthfuls of cold pond water.
“Lan Qing is no match for our master; Master will be here soon.”
Little Kingfisher, intent on finding some entertainment, went to the main entrance to watch the excitement. Circling the colored glass flower vase twice, it zoomed away like a fiery red lightning bolt.
*
At the main entrance of the Misty Moon Sect, Lan Qing stormed in with an imposing presence, only to be dumbstruck as soon as he passed the archway.
With two mountain peaks tens of meters apart and separated by an unfathomably deep gorge, only those with extraordinary lightness skills could traverse it. Ordinary people would not be able to cross.
Chapter end
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