"What?"
While Lü Baichuan was still in surprise, Xiao Fan raised his hand and slapped him across the face, sending him flying.
The instant he landed, Xiao Fan swiftly rose and struck Lü Baichuan in the chest with another palm strike.
Instantly, Lü Baichuan coughed up blood, and the powerful shockwave knocked his hairpin away, leaving him disheveled and looking like a demon.
"Die!"
Xiao Fan closed in again, but Lü Baichuan could only rely on instinct to fight back and parry.
But Xiao Fan's fighting style, disregarding his injuries, terrified Lü Baichuan.
Seeing that Lü Baichuan was at a disadvantage, the people from Tianjue Holy Land wanted to help him, but they were entangled by three powerful figures and could not break free.
It wasn't until Xiao Fan kicked Lü Baichuan away that he finally climbed up again and grasped Nangong Zixin's hand.
"Zixin, come with me!"
"Brother Xiao Fan!"
"With me here, no one can hurt you. Go."
"Okay, let's go!"
At this moment, Nangong Zixin disregarded everything, including family interests; she was not their sacrifice.
Seeing that Xiao Fan had successfully rescued Nangong Zixin, the three Beggar Kings no longer wanted to fight. They immediately feinted a move to force everyone back and prepared to retreat together.
But just then...
"How lively! Did I miss something?"
A thousand cranes flew in unison, displaying the emperor's awe-inspiring power.
In an instant, everyone present was startled.
Yu Xiyan frowned and looked up at the sky in disbelief.
She was all too familiar with this oppressive aura.
That's the imperial might that only a powerful Emperor Realm expert possesses.
I once had it too.
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Fan and his companions, who had been fleeing, suddenly felt as if they were carrying a mountain on their shoulders, making it impossible for them to move an inch.
Finally, they all gasped in surprise and knelt on the ground.
Ning Ruoxue's face lit up with joy, and she quickly knelt on the ground: "Your unworthy disciple Ning Ruoxue respectfully welcomes the Xuan Tian Empress."
Holy light shone everywhere, and a golden ray appeared on the horizon.
As golden light shone down, a beautiful figure spiraled downwards.
As the light faded, a figure in a black robe, of unparalleled beauty, appeared, landing calmly atop the hall.
The newcomer was the woman who had clashed with Chu Sheng yesterday, and also the ruler of the Xuantian Immortal Dynasty—the Xuantian Empress.
"Greetings to Empress Xuantian."
Under the emperor's majesty, except for a few people (Yu Xiyan and Shen Zhao), everyone knelt down and bowed their heads.
This was also the first time Shen Zhao had ever seen Empress Mu Qiuyao in person.
It must be said that Mu Qiuyao is one of the best among empresses in terms of both appearance and figure. She has a face that can make men want to conquer her, and her petite and exquisite body can make people's blood boil.
But he knew very well that this woman was absolutely ruthless, and anyone who only looked at her appearance and didn't know her past would definitely be torn to pieces by her.
Mu Qiuyao glanced at everyone indifferently, then frowned slightly, thinking to herself, "There's a familiar pure yang energy here, hmm? It seems this trip wasn't in vain."
Putting aside these thoughts, she slowly asked, "Ruoxue, what exactly happened?"
Ning Ruoxue immediately explained the whole story to Mu Qiuyao.
Mu Qiuyao nodded and looked at Xiao Fan and the others: "Do you have anything else to say in your defense?"
Xiao Fan gripped Nangong Zixin's hand tightly, a sorrowful smile on his face: "Zixin, I'm sorry, I may not be able to take you with me."
Nangong Zixin shook her head, wanting to say something, but ultimately unable to utter a word.
Xiao Fan then looked at the Beggar Emperor, Sword Peak, and Saber Emperor, his face full of guilt: "I'm sorry, three seniors, I've implicated you. If there is an afterlife..."
"Young friend, there's no need for further explanation. We don't blame you."
"Yes, it's a pity you were just one step away from being able to live happily ever after with Miss Nangong."
"To die at the hands of the Great Emperor, I have no regrets in this life."
The three of them were quite carefree and did not regret their actions at all.
Mu Qiuyao chuckled softly, "Since you have all confessed, then you shall be executed."
After speaking, he slightly raised his left palm, and the vast imperial light suddenly appeared.
Just then, Nangong Zixin suddenly kowtowed to Mu Qiuyao: "Your Majesty, please calm down. All the faults are mine. They risked their lives for me. Please, Your Majesty, show mercy."
“Zixin, you…”
"Shut up!"
Nangong Zixin suddenly pointed at Xiao Fan and said, "I have already told you not to cause trouble anymore. I sincerely want to marry the Holy Son, but why are you unwilling to let me go?"
Xiao Fan's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief: "No, Zi Xin, you..."
Nangong Zixin gave him no chance to speak and continued to plead with Mu Qiuyao: "Your Majesty, please have mercy and let us go. As long as you are willing to let them go, I will be willing to become the Holy Son's wife."
Xiao Fan's eyes were bloodshot: "No, Zi Xin, what nonsense are you talking about! How could you marry such scum!"
Nangong Zixin: "The Holy Son comes from a wealthy and powerful family, which can bring endless benefits to my Nangong family. But what about you? You are rootless and adrift. What happiness can you give me? Why should I give up a man like the Holy Son, a chosen one of heaven, and choose a man like you who has nothing?"
Every word was like a sharp knife stabbing into Xiao Fan's chest, causing him unbearable pain.
Lu Baichuan, on the other hand, revealed a satisfied smile.
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