"The prefect of Xiping called out."
"Damn it, get out of the way!"
After unleashing her ultimate move, Nangong Xiaoya's chest heaved, and she was panting heavily.
The leader of the Star-Picking Sect grinned maliciously.
"Little girl, I admit you are quite strong and have great potential, but your foundation is too shallow. You are not qualified to fight against a Xiantian expert!"
With a flick of his wrists, his palm technique changed once more.
The sharp palm strikes were unpredictable, sometimes up, sometimes down, sometimes left, sometimes right, like a nimble raccoon leaping about.
This move is the ultimate technique of the Star-Picking Sect, the Phantom Star-Picking Hand.
What they excel at most is control.
Although Nangong Xiaoya fought bravely for dozens of rounds, she was no match for the Master of the Star-Picking Sect.
Caught off guard, her longsword was seized by the leader of the Star-Picking Sect.
A powerful force struck, and Nangong Xiaoya cried out in alarm, being forced back dozens of steps, blood already trickling from the corner of her mouth.
The sect leader of the Star-Picking Sect said in a sinister tone, "Little princess, I've already been very considerate of you. If you come again, I won't be so polite!"
Nangong Xiaoya's eyes blazed with fury, and her body trembled.
Could it be!
Is this really the only outcome she can expect?
If she's caught and taken back, without a doubt, she'll be violated by Xiao Yan.
Nangong Xiaoya was not convinced.
She cried out.
"Why is the world so unjust? Instead of upholding justice and fairness, you are aiding and abetting evil!"
"Why is Xiao Yan so aggressive and domineering?"
The Lord of Xiping Prefecture said calmly, "Resentful? If you must resent someone, resent that you weren't born into one of the six Heavenly Clans!"
"Some people's status and social standing are determined from birth!"
"Without status or power, they deserve to be bullied!"
Nangong Xiaoya looked desperate.
She finally witnessed the cruelty of the world.
That feeling of powerlessness over reality overwhelmed her entire being.
Is this her fate?
"Heh heh, arrest him!"
Two martial artists pounced on her and grabbed Nangong Xiaoya's arms.
"Serve Young Master Xiao Yan well; this is your only way out!"
"This is fate, an unchangeable fate!"
The Lord of Xiping laughed.
Just then, a swift and unstoppable blade of light pierced through the air.
Pfft!
The blade's edge snatched away from Nangong Xiaoya.
The two martial artists who grabbed her arms died instantly, without even letting out a scream.
"Is fate truly unchangeable?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a huge cloud boat drifted in.
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