At this moment, Ling Chuxi had finally completed her hand seals. Her martial soul, heaven suppressing Pagoda, rose into the air and transformed into a solemn Pagoda with the wind. It then smashed towards the two guards.
Although Ling Chuxi's primordial spirit was damaged and she could not use the divine control technique, the cultivation of these two guards was far inferior to fan Pingzhou 's. In addition, they had thought that Ling Chuxi was injured and hid behind her, so it was inevitable that they would let their guard down.
By the time they realized that something was wrong, it was already too late. Seeing the giant tower smashing towards them, the two of them turned pale with fright and repeatedly slashed out dozens of sword lights, but they still couldn't stop the power of the giant tower.
With a muffled sound, a mist of blood flew into the air. The two guards were smashed into fine powder, and even their primordial spirits were reduced to nothingness.
