Nangong Xuan looked in the direction where the high priest and Qiongqi came from.
"I'm not leaving! My cultivation is higher than my parents', so I want to stay and help.
Besides, they have repeatedly harmed me, and I am the most qualified to ask for an explanation."
Nangong Jiu was silent for a moment before nodding: "Your cultivation is higher than that of your father and mother, but you must not be careless. You must always follow them closely, firstly to protect them, and secondly to have someone to look after you three.
If a fight breaks out, I might not be able to take care of you, understand?"
"Brother, I understand! We will deal with the high priest, and you deal with the Qiongqi. You must be careful. Qiongqi is ferocious by nature, so don't let it hurt you."
"Don't worry, I will beat Qiongqi today just like I beat the Black Demon King before. My parents can kill Zhu Huai by crossing the level, so I can kill Qiongqi as well."
Xiang Ning reminded again: "We killed Zhu Huai by outsmarting him and exploiting his weakness."
Nangong Jiu nodded happily: "I understand, don't worry!"
While they were talking, the high priest arrived. He glanced at them and said deliberately, "What do you want from me?"
Nangong Jiu crossed his arms over his chest and looked up at him.
"You just look a little older and uglier, but why are you so desperate that you have to follow the example of Wu Ya, that lackey, and resort to such despicable means to seek death?
If you want to harm someone, please use some clever means, okay?
Your actions of imitating a petty thief to steal clothes and using evil magic to harm people are not worthy of my respect.
I really feel ashamed of you. If you can't kill us with your evil magic, you should have the self-awareness to stop.
What a pity, you overestimated your ability and sent people to harass my family again and again.
Do you really think I'm made of clay and let you jump around in front of us like a clown?"
Nangong Jiu deliberately raised the volume of the following words.
The high priest was scolded by Nangong Jiu in front of all his subordinates, and his old face turned purple.
"Even if you are the Queen of Heaven, you can't humiliate me like this, right?"
Nangong Jiu smiled foolishly and shook his finger.
"Bully you? No, no, no, I'm not here to bully you. I'm here to kill you for revenge. Today is the day you die. Make your move."
The high priest glanced back and saw Fengying leading Qiongqi approaching. He sneered and said, "I admit that your cultivation is higher than mine. In a one-on-one fight, I cannot beat you.
However, this is my Demon Realm territory, I don't need to tell you any rules, you are still too naive to kill me for revenge."
Nangong Jiu nodded: "Compared to you, an ugly old tree knot, I am tens of thousands of times more tender. If you are envious, you can ask me to mold a similarly tender you out of mud."
"Nangong Jiu, if you want to fight me, then do it. Stop humiliating me with words here."
"How dare you call me your throne in front of me? I'd like to see if you are the stone seat under the stone lion's buttocks, or the stone steps that anyone can step on?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he punched the high priest.
The punch seemed light, but the high priest had no way to dodge it. He was knocked several feet away, vomiting blood. He was supported by Fengying and stood up with difficulty.
"You, your cultivation has recovered more than 80%?!"
"When did I tell you that I have only recovered to 80% of my cultivation?"
As they were talking, Qiongqi arrived. Nangong Jiu said to Xiang Ning and the others, "The high priest is now in your hands."
"You arrogant boy, how dare you come to the demon world and act wildly? Prepare to die!" Qiongqi raised his claws and slapped Nangong Jiu.
Nangong Jiu glanced at Qiongqi's claws, threw out the Dragon Roar Sword, and then she disappeared from the spot.
The Dragon Roar Sword flashed with a cold light and slashed towards Qiongqi's claws with a buzzing sound. Qiongqi sensed the danger and wanted to retract his claws but was half a beat too slow, and the Dragon Roar Sword cut off one of his toes.
"Roar!" Qiongqi howled in pain.
The high priest wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and gave orders to Fengying.
"Quick, quick, take Senior Qiongqi away. Nangong Jiu may have fully recovered his cultivation and become unfathomably powerful.
If I’m not careful and Senior Qiongqi gets killed, I’ll become a sinner in the demon world.”
Fengying was anxious: "High Priest, what are you going to do?"
"This matter was caused by me, so let me deal with it. From now on, you should support the demon world well and don't provoke them again."
"High Priest..."
"Hurry up and go. If it's too late, Senior Qiongqi may not be able to leave!" After he finished speaking, he pushed Fengying away with a palm and went to meet Xiangning and her family of three.
Fengying staggered and finally stood firm. After taking a look at the high priest, he quickly rushed towards Qiongqi.
"Senior Qiongqi, the high priest asked you to leave quickly. He said that the Queen of Heaven has fully recovered her cultivation and he is worried that you are in danger."
Qiongqi was in pain and was so angry that he could not hear a word. He swept away Fengying with one claw and looked around for Nangong Jiu.
"I must tear that arrogant kid into pieces, chew him up, and savor him slowly."
"Oh? Tear me apart? Can you do that?"
Nangong Jiu's petite body was standing between the two wings on Qiongqi's back, and the Dragon Roar Sword had returned to her hand at some point.
After discovering that the person was on his back, Qiongqi jumped around violently and tried to spread his wings and fly, but was cut down by Nangong Jiu's sword.
With a crisp "crack", one of Qiongqi's wings was cut off by the Dragon Roar Sword, and black blood continued to spurt out.
"roar"
With a wail of grief, Qiongqi jumped around in pain, attacking indiscriminately. Suddenly, there was a sound of wailing and countless casualties.
The more Fengying and others tried to stop it, the more crazy it became and wanted to throw Nangong Jiu down.
Nangong Jiu smiled contemptuously and directly inserted the Dragon Roar Sword deep into the bone of its scapula. No matter how it jumped around, she stood firmly holding the sword.
Fengying and others wanted to step forward to rescue Qiongqi, but were swept away by Nangong Jiu's palm like a kite with a broken string, and no one knew whether he was dead or alive.
When the high priest saw Qiongqi's defeat, he regretted it so much that his intestines turned green. He wanted to go forward to help, but was held back by Xiangning and her husband and Nangong Xuan.
When Nangong Xuan saw his enemy, he used one move after another.
The high priest was already seriously injured by Nangong Jiu, and under the full-scale attack of the family of three, he was defeated step by step. Blood kept oozing from the corners of his mouth, and he pointed tremblingly at Nangong Xuan.
"I've always been worried that you would become a hidden danger to the demon world after you recovered, and now what I worried about has finally happened.
I am your enemy. Release Qiongqi and I will let you do whatever you want with me."
Nangong Xuan sneered, "You are truly a loyal lackey of the Demon Lord. Even when you are about to die, you are still thinking about the Demon Realm.
You guys keep hurting us, do you really think we're soft persimmons that you can manipulate at will?"
Xiang Ning also swung her sword and attacked the high priest whose movements were becoming increasingly slow.
"You have almost destroyed our Nangong family. Some of our children died, some were disabled, and some were missing limbs.
We haven't come to settle accounts with you yet, but you don't know how to behave yourself and want to kill us all.
This hatred is irreconcilable, you shall die!"
A sword thrust forward, but the high priest narrowly avoided it.
At this time, Nangong Xunhuan and Nangong Xuan also rushed towards the high priest with all their strength.
"Puff, puff"
Two sounds of swords piercing flesh...
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