A devastating palm strike, causing an explosive burst of airflow.
The spiritual energy surged forth like a storm.
The earth cracked open, stretching for thousands of miles.
A scream rang out, and the figure flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing into the ground.
Click click click!
The mud and sand surged, the outcome was already decided.
Everyone stared in shock at the void.
There was only one thought in my mind and heart.
Not again?
In the void, Nangong Xiaoya was surrounded by specks of starlight, her long black hair fluttering, like a fairy descending to earth.
Looking again at the Prince Jinghong, there was no trace of him.
In the large pit, Prince Jinghong's eyes were lifeless, and his right arm was twisted at a strange angle.
As his mouth opened and closed, blood gushed out as if it were free.
If being knocked away the first time could be explained by being caught off guard, it could be attributed to being caught off guard.
So what about now?
In the second battle, Prince Jinghong clearly went all out.
Yet they still lost by such a huge margin.
The difference is not small.
He was directly plunged into despair by Nangong Xiaoya.
Even his Dao heart was shattered.
A complete defeat.
"My son...no!"
Emperor Jinghong trembled, his face filled with panic.
His future, his empire, everything he had vanished with that single blow.
Even the Flying Goose Ancestor was shocked.
The Crown Prince Jinghong was personally trained by him.
He was naturally aware of his strength.
While he may not be invincible among his peers, ordinary innate three-flower experts are definitely no match for Prince Jinghong.
However, Nangong Xiaoya directly humiliated him twice.
Twice!
How is that possible!
The Flying Goose Ancestor finally began to take Nangong Xiaoya seriously.
Upon seeing it, the hairs on the back of his head stood on end.
Nangong Xiaoya's aura was extremely stable, her foundation was incredibly solid, and the starlight around her rippled, radiating a mysterious aura.
Such a foundation, such a physical body, is simply unparalleled among the younger generation.
What Elder Fei Hong couldn't understand was...
If Nangong Xiaoya is so powerful, why has the Starry Sky Dynasty remained unknown and even been severely suppressed?
That's so strange!
Ancestor Fei Hong's heart sank slightly as he looked at Tang Xuan.
Nangong Xiaoya's progress in such a short period of time is something that neither she nor the Star Dynasty could have achieved on her own.
It's obvious that Nangong Xiaoya has someone backing her.
And this person was Tang Xuan.
"Fortunately, I was prepared, otherwise they would have succeeded this time!"
"Old Ancestor Fei Hong said in a deep voice."
Emperor Jinghong's eyes lit up.
"Ancestor, are we going to use that thing?"
"Um!"
Ancestor Fei Hong nodded, then shouted, "Jing Hong, pull yourself together! You haven't been defeated yet!"
The shout carried a powerful, unsettling quality.
A hint of brilliance appeared in the empty pupils of the Prince Jinghong.
yes!
He hasn't lost yet!
There's still a real trump card up their sleeve!
Thinking of this, Crown Prince Jinghong felt a surge of vitality.
He slowly rose into the air, and his gaze towards Nangong Xiaoya was devoid of any impulse, only filled with resentment.
"You bitch, I'll kill you!"
Nangong Xiaoya frowned.
"You've already lost, do you still want to fight?"
Her voice was very clear and melodious, like a nightingale's.
The martial artists watching the battle fell silent for a moment.
Everyone knew that Prince Jinghong had been defeated, but no one dared to say it.
Crown Prince Jinghong is currently furious; anyone who dares to speak out will be an enemy of the Jinghong Dynasty.
No one would be that stupid.
"Defeat? Hahaha... Naive woman, this is a life-or-death duel, not child's play. You can't even imagine my trump cards!"
Prince Jinghong laughed wildly.
His voice was full of pride and arrogance.
However, his appearance was quite pitiful.
Completely mismatched.
Nangong Xiaoya sighed.
"Alright, bring it on, whatever tricks you have up your sleeve. I won't hold back on the next one!"
With a slam of her jade palm, starlight reappeared, and an overwhelming pressure swept over her.
Prince Jinghong looked frightened and involuntarily took several steps back.
He gritted his teeth and took out the Five Poisons Soul-Chasing Flag from his bosom.
The moment this flag was raised, the blue sky and bright sun dimmed several degrees in an instant.
"Huh, what's going on? Why is it getting dark?"
"I don't know, and the atmosphere seems to have turned eerie. What's going on!"
"Which flag is that? It gives off a scary feeling!"
The martial artists watching the battle gasped in surprise.
Tang Xuan's eyes narrowed as well.
He sensed an extremely evil power emanating from the Five Poisons Soul-Chasing Flag.
“This flag…”
Tang Xuan slowly uttered three words.
Tang Jiuyao and the others behind him were immediately startled.
A treasure that could make Tang Xuandu take it seriously must be extraordinary.
Nangong Xingyun's heart was in her throat.
"Patriarch Tang, Xiaoya, she..."
She would rather something happen to her than have something happen to Nangong Xiaoya.
Tang Xuan laughed and said, "Don't worry, Xiaoya won't lose. I'm just a little curious about that flag!"
Hearing this, Nangong Xingyun finally felt relieved.
She was relieved as long as Nangong Xiaoya was alright.
On the battlefield, the Five Poisons Soul-Chasing Banner shook the void.
The Crown Prince Jinghong's face was contorted with rage, exuding murderous intent.
"You bitch, your life ends here! Take this!"
He channeled his full spiritual energy into the Five Poisons Soul-Chasing Flag.
In an instant, a cold wind howled and ghosts wailed.
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