Murong Xue also went to a place where it would not be affected, watched Huanyue and Xiao Xingshen's fierce magic fight, and muttered in a low voice: "Didn't Xiao Xingchen say that he had something urgent to go back to the underground palace? Fighting skills?"
Ouyang Shaochen glanced at the carriage with flying curtains and black golden magic spells flying: "There is an urgent matter is just an excuse, he is here to make trouble..."
Murong Xue blinked her eyes, and she knew it would be like this: Shengong did a good deed, and people from the underground palace also came to make trouble.
"Do the people from the underground palace and the shrine often fight like this?"
"Almost." Ouyang Shaochen's eyes were light: the people in the underground palace and the divine palace have always been at odds. When they meet in private, they often fight with each other. However, those who fight are basically small soldiers, young generals, the divine palace, and the rulers of the underground palace. Fans seldom fight. This time, Xiao Xingshen and the Holy Maiden of the Shrine actually fought in full view, which was really unexpected...
Murong Xue nodded understandingly, glanced at the flower petals and the golden rays of light shooting around in mid-air, and said in a low voice, "Which one of them do you think will win?"
Ouyang Shaochen swept Huanyue lightly with his deep eyes, Xiao Xingshen, and said lightly: "Xiao Xingshen's Xuanjin technique is a top-notch technique. In the entire Nanzhao Kingdom, only members of the royal family are qualified to practice it. Huanyue The lotus flower technique practiced by the saintess is also a top-level technique. Only the saintesses of the shrine can practice it. These two techniques have their own advantages and are comparable. , are similar in age, and have similar skills. In a short period of time, the Holy Maiden of the Holy Palace and Xiao Xingshen are hard to tell the winner... "
Murong Xue raised her eyebrows lightly: "You mean, if there is no expert to persuade them to make peace, how many days and nights can they fight?"
"En." Ouyang Shaochen nodded: "However, Xiao Xingchen and the Holy Maiden of the Shrine can't fight for a few days and nights, and it won't be long before the winner..."
Murong Xue's eyes lit up: "Is there someone here to break up the fight?"
"No." Ouyang Shaochen shook his head: "It's the young master of the underground palace who is scheming. In order to win, he will use any means..."
The moment the words fell, I saw a sharp black golden light flying out from the carriage, and hit the petals fiercely. In an instant, the petals were flying, and the golden light burst out, and three ice needles as thin as embroidery needles shot out from the golden light. It flew out and shot straight at the holy maiden of the shrine, so fast that people had no time to react...
The Holy Maiden of the Phantom Moon froze, and quickly dodged. Two ice needles slid past her clothes and hit the wall not far away. The other ice needle hit her wrist and melted into her body in the blink of an eye. In the flesh and blood...
Huanyue's complexion changed slightly, and she quickly tapped the acupuncture points near her left wrist. A series of mysterious golden rays of light flew towards her, as fast as lightning. shine.
Xiao Xing Shen, Huan Yue fought again...
Gradually, Huanyue's movements became slower and slower, the size of the petals protruding from her fingertips remained the same, but the force brought by the petals became smaller and smaller, the black golden light pressed closer and closer, and the range of the petals became shorter and shorter , getting shorter...
A fine layer of cold sweat oozed from Huanyue's forehead, her eyes were full of anxiety, and she couldn't shoot out many petals even though she tried her best...
Murong Xue's cold eyes narrowed sharply: "The ice needle is filled with anesthesia."
"En." Ouyang Shaochen nodded lightly: Xiao Xingshen shot the ice needle at such a fast speed that it was too late for people to see clearly, even if someone with good eyesight saw it, they would think that their eyes were dazzled, because the ice needle melted into the flesh and blood. There is no trace of its existence at all.
And the anesthetic on the ice needle can paralyze the nerves of the Holy Maiden of the Holy Palace, making her weak all over, the speed of her moves is getting slower and slower, and the spells she casts will become weaker and weaker.
But in the eyes of the common people, it is the saintess of the shrine whose physical strength is gradually exhausted that slows down her movements. Even if Xiao Xingchen severely injured the saintess, the commoners would not say anything about him, they would only think that she was a saint. Skills are not as good as people...
"Xiao Xingchen is really despicable and shameless." Murong Xue said in a low voice, and looked up at the battlefield, only to see Xiao Xingchen shoot several sharp rays of light in succession, viciously shooting towards the saint.
The petals protruding from the saintess' fingertips were already close to nothingness, and they couldn't catch the golden rays of light. The rays would hit the saintess and seriously injure her...
"My lord, save this person quickly." Murong Xue said urgently.
"Why save her?" Ouyang Shaochen looked at Murong Xue puzzled: in his memory, she was not someone who likes to meddle in other people's business.
"An enemy's enemy is a friend." Murong Xue's eyes were dark: She had a feud with the underground palace, and Huanyue also had a feud with the underground palace. Saving Huanyue would be like adding a blockage to the underground palace and making the underground palace uncomfortable. She would love to do it…
Looking at her sparkling eyes, Ouyang Shaochen flashed a smile: "Since you want to save people, then I will help..."
With a light wave of Ouyang Shaochen's slender and jade-like hand, several internal forces flew out, hitting the mysterious golden light fiercely, only to hear 'bang! ' With a sound, the mysterious golden light in front of Huanyue was scattered, beeping and dissipating in the transparent air...
The saintess secretly breathed a sigh of relief, her weak body leaned lightly against the wall beside her.
Xiao Xing's brows were instantly gloomy and terrifying, he looked around and shouted angrily: "Who is in the dark?"
The guards of the underground palace were also on alert, and their sharp eyes swept over a commoner who was hiding in a corner or standing behind a corner, and saw them stretching their necks and watching this side quietly, their cautious appearance, You can tell they are ordinary people at a glance...
The guards scanned around several times, but couldn't find any suspicious person.
Xiao Xing's face darkened: "My young master counts three times, please come out automatically, otherwise, this young master doesn't mind arresting all the people in the vicinity into the underground palace for interrogation, once..."
The cold voice came to the ears, and the bodies of the people trembled, and there was a deep anxiety in the bottom of the eyes, faintly, but also a little bit of disdain: the underground palace is terrible, once you enter it, you can never come out again...
"Two!" Xiao Xing's deep and cold voice continued to sound.
Murong Xue curled her lips into a sneer, Xiao Xingchen couldn't find the person who secretly assisted the Holy Maiden of the Shrine, so he used the lives of hundreds of people to force that person to show up, it was really despicable and shameless.
"Three!" Xiao Xing counted out the number coldly, looked at the empty surroundings, and said coldly: "The time is up, since you don't show up, then the young master has no choice but to give an order, come..."
"I haven't seen you for a few years. Young Master Xiao's temper is still as irritable as ever." A clear voice sounded suddenly, and a young man slowly walked over from an inconspicuous corner, his handsome black eyebrows slanted into his temples , the dark pupils are like obsidian, and the poetic and painting-like face is so handsome that people can't take their eyes off...
As he walked, the snow-colored robes brushed across the clean ground, making it spotless.