C154 I Want You Dead
C154 I Want You Dead
There were still hundreds of Tier 4 Nine Star White Wolf Purple Moon present. If he attacked at this time, his chances of winning would not be high.
As for Lu Xiaofann, he wouldn't attack Feng Chenzi either.
After all, his true strength was only a Tier 5 One Star Summoner. Furthermore, with the strength of the Protector Panda, defeating the Black-flamed Golden Lion was a very simple matter.
In fact, everyone's eyes were focused on the battle between the Protector Panda and the Black-flamed Golden Lion.
In the hearts of the Spiritual Beast Sect's people, they unanimously believed that the Black-flamed Golden Lion was the strongest combat strength of their Spiritual Beast Sect.
If the Black-flamed Golden Lion was defeated by the Protector Panda, wouldn't they be in a dangerous situation?
"Bang, bang, bang, bang..."
"Panda Divine Palm..."
After the battle continued for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the Protector Panda caught a flaw in the Black-flamed Golden Lion and used its strongest technique.
As the Panda God Palm struck the Black-flamed Golden Lion, the Black-flamed Golden Lion's entire body was instantly sent flying dozens of meters away before crashing heavily onto the ground.
Seeing this scene, Lu Xiaofann couldn't help but lightly nod his head as he silently thought to himself.
The Protector Panda was indeed worthy of being a Spiritual Pet that could attack and defend. It was invincible under the same grade. This sentence was not false.
Compared to Lu Xiaofann's joy, the faces of the people from the Spiritual Beast Sect turned red. They all looked at Feng Chenzi, hoping that Feng Chenzi could think of a feasible solution.
Feng Chenzi's expression also became extremely ugly. He looked at the Black-flamed Golden Lion that was lying on the ground and could not move. After that, he looked at Lu Xiaofann and said.
"Lu Xiaofann, do you really want to fight to the death? No matter what kind of condition you give us, our Spiritual Beast Sect can satisfy you."
When Feng Chenzi said this, he purposely waved the Soul Devouring Blood Flute in his hand.
Obviously, Feng Chenzi could still scare Lu Xiaofann with the Soul Devouring Blood Flute.
When he heard Feng Chenzi's words, Lu Xiaofann still had a calm expression. Although he knew what Feng Chenzi was going to do next, he didn't feel any panic in his heart.
He only said four words.
"I want you to die!!"
After hearing Lu Xiaofann's words, Feng Chenzi said three good words in a row.
"Good... good... good..."
"Although using the Soul Devouring Blood Technique consumes ten years of my sect master's life, you forced me to do all of this."
"Next, I will let you know the true grade of the Black-flamed Golden Lion."
"Soul Devouring Blood Art..."
After saying this, Feng Chenzi picked up the Soul Devouring Blood Flute in his hand and started playing with it.
Following the sound of the Soul Devouring Blood Flute, all the disciples and elders of the Spiritual Beast Sect behind him were covered in a layer of blood.
After a few seconds, many disciples of the Spiritual Beast Sect started to wail like ghosts and wolves.
"Sect Chief, don't blow it. My... my head hurts..."
"Sect Chief, stop... stop it, I... I feel like all my blood and Qi have been sucked dry."
In the distance, Lu Xiaofann could clearly see that as Feng Chenzi blew the Soul Devouring Blood Flute, the blood of the Spirit Beast Sect's disciples and elders, as well as their spirit beasts, all rushed towards the Black-flamed Golden Lion.
Obviously, Feng Chenzi was using the Soul Devouring Blood Flute to suck their blood dry, in order to increase the strength of the Black-flamed Golden Lion.