"Three dome-breaking moves, the first one, falling mark!"
boom!
Luo Xiaoman raised the big hammer and slammed it down.
Suddenly, the big hammer burst out with an astonishing power, and the energy stirred up knocked everything around it flying.
In the sky, a huge hammer light and shadow appeared, with a thunderous momentum, crushing heavily towards Rakshasa.
"No, it's impossible?!" Rakshasa's pupils shrank and he looked at the big hammer in shock. Feeling the infinite power, he felt helpless in his heart. "How can you, a little brat, be so strong?"
Boom! !
There was an earth-shaking explosion, and the entire palace trembled at this moment. Yuchen Palace was also flattened by this hammer, leaving only a huge deep pit.
"Okay, so scary!!" Yan Qi's eyes widened and he looked at Luo Xiaoman in shock.
This was the first time he saw Luo Xiaoman take action, and it exploded as soon as he took action. It was really shocking.
He finally knew the fact that the little girl in front of him was not as simple as she appeared. She was recognized by the elders through her strength.
I would like to ask the freshmen of this year, or the instructors, who can withstand the attack she just made
The surrounding guards also looked shocked. The hammer just now almost knocked out their souls.
"Seal the scene and don't let anyone get close." At this time, the leader of the Imperial Guard reacted and quickly issued the order.
The movement just now probably alarmed everyone in the palace.
If he guessed correctly, the emperor would definitely be disturbed, and he might have rushed over now.
"Xiao Qiqi!!" Luo Xiaoman glanced over, and his sharp eyes made Yan Qi react immediately.
"receive!"
He frowned, then took out an urn made of hot silver and placed it on the ground. "Give it to me, take it!"
Suddenly, the black air scattered around him began to swirl and was absorbed by the urn one by one.
"Bastard!!" Rakshasa's figure condensed into shape again, but half of his body had been absorbed into the urn, leaving only the last desperate struggle, "Let me go!!"
"Hmph!" Luo Xiaoman walked over and stared at Rakshasa with a gloomy face, "Tell me, what conspiracy is the second prince hatching?"
"Haha, I won't tell you." Rakshasa was startled, then narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "The throne of Zhuyan Kingdom belongs only to the second prince."
"Don't tell me?" Luo Xiaoman narrowed his eyes, then gave Yan Qi a look, put his hands on his hips, and said: "Xiao Qiqi, find a way to make him confess."
"Okay!" Yan Qi nodded, then took out the Fire Spell and stuck it on the top of the urn, "If you confess, you will be lenient, if you resist, you will be strict."
A buzzing sound.
The Fire Spell burned and turned into a flame, constantly burning the silver urn.
As the flame burned, the entire silver urn became hot, causing great damage and pain to the Rakshasa.
"Ah!!" Rakshasa roared in pain, feeling that his body was melting away bit by bit, thinking that he was a collection of evil spirits from heaven and earth. He could have killed a strong man in the Nascent Soul stage in an instant, but now he was defeated by a few small The guy was tortured beyond measure.
He is frustrated!
He is angry!
He resents it!
I can't wait to tear these guys to pieces and smash their bones into ashes.
However, if he doesn't think of a way, he is afraid that he will be refined by this urn and disappear into ashes.
(End of chapter)