Chapter 654： Buddha in the palm! (1/2)

In the sky.

A black sword light pierced the void, and arrived in an instant, slashing towards Alice.

Kipling made a furious blow, leaving no room for a hand at all.

Those who dare to stop him from killing Wang Teng should be damn!

Although Alice is useful to him, it is not impossible to kill.

Since she shot for Wang Teng, then let him die together!

Perhaps no one could think that Kipling's hatred for Wang Teng was actually countless times stronger than that of Alice.

If he can be angry with him like this, Wang Teng can be regarded as a capable person!

”Madonna!”

Seeing this scene, Farah Sage and others were shocked.

Several Paladins turned into streamers and rushed straight to try to save Alice.

But they were too far away to catch up.

Seeing that Alice was going to be beheaded under the sword, Farah and the Paladins were all split eyes, and their eyes were red.

Bang!

After all, the black swordman was still cut off, making a loud noise, and the horrible swordlight swallowed Alice.

”Do not!”

Countless saints of the Holy Mountain groaned, as if their faith had collapsed and it was difficult to hold on.

”Kipling!” The Fara great sage roared, his face full of grief and indignation, his eyes filled with blood red, staring at Kipling.

”Humph!” Kipling was not willing to be outdone, he sneered, and said: ”Whoever dares to stop me, must die, and the Saint is no exception!”

”You demon!” Great Sage Farah hated.

”I am a demon?” Kipling seemed to hear something extremely ridiculous, and suddenly burst out laughing: ”Hahaha, you are right, I am a demon!”

”An archangel once plunged into darkness and fell into the underworld. Today I can't taste Kipling!”

”you you……”

Sage Farah was speechless and his face was incredible.

Kipling even compares himself with that taboo. How arrogant and how frustrated is this?

How dare he? ?

”Hey, people are not dead yet. How are you there?”

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the side.

The atmosphere of grief and anger suddenly stagnate!

Then fell into a strange silence.

Farah the Great Sage and others turned their necks stiffly, looking at the voice, they immediately saw Wang Teng and his arms...Alai Si!

Madonna, not dead! ! !

Farah and others were surprised and happy.

Just die without death, just die without death...

Wait, where is this kid's hand? ?

After the surprise, Sage Farah immediately noticed a trace of detail and his face suddenly darkened.

Their sacred holy lady, actually... was actually held in the arms by the boy!

At this moment, Wang Teng is no longer ”His Lord” in his heart, but ”That Kid”.

In the mind of the great sage Farah, Wang Teng is like a bad boy who abducted his beloved daughter, and now he hopes to mince him and feed the dog.

In other words, should the Holy Mountain raise a watchdog?

In a flash, countless thoughts flashed in the heart of Farah Sage, and Wang Teng dissatisfied in his heart!

Kipling's face was also gloomy and terrifying, looking at the plain-looking Wang Teng, his heart ruffled with anger.

I don't know why, as long as he saw that face, he would not be angry.

Wang Teng ignored his murderous eyes and released Alice, saying, ”If you can't do it, don't succeed.”