At this moment, Huan Xiang was very angry, her beautiful face turned red, and she stared at Yue Feng with shame and anger.
This scoundrel actually told his companions to be gentler. This was simply humiliating himself. As a holy lady of the Nine Heavens, she would never accept such humiliation.
At the same time, Zi Yan and the other saints all looked extremely ugly.
This Yue Feng is too arrogant. Even if this Miaoying is very powerful, she does not need to show mercy.
"Little sister!"
At this time, Miaoying looked at Huanxiang seriously: "Yue Feng has already said that I will not hurt you, so you should give up and stop going against Yue Feng."
Whoosh!
Miaoying didn't say this, but Huanxiang's pretty face changed and she almost exploded with anger.
Yue Feng killed my sister, but you said I was against him?
Which is tolerable and intolerable?
"No matter who you are? Don't try to protect Yue Feng today." Huanxiang glared at Miaoying, and a cold voice came from her mouth: "He killed my sister, no matter what the price, he will be killed today.
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"Since you want to meddle in other people's business, then you should die with him!" After saying the last word, Huanxiang bit her lip tightly, jumped up, and went straight to Miaoying!
How can I bear this tone when I, the majestic Saint of the Nine Heavens, am treated with such contempt? Moreover, there are so many people around me.
"Huan Xiang, we are here to help you."
At this moment, Zi Yan and the other saints gave a sweet shout, and then their figures flew up gracefully, and eight figures quickly surrounded Miaoying!
Damn it! Let’s go together?
Seeing this scene, Yue Feng was extremely shocked and angry, and at the same time extremely worried, he shouted to Miaoying: "Miaoying, be careful!"
The Nine Heavens Saint has a special status and her strength should not be underestimated. No matter how strong Miaoying is, it is impossible to deal with eight of them at the same time.
Feeling Yue Feng's concern, Miaoying felt indescribably sweet in her heart.
The next second, Miaoying smiled sweetly at Yue Feng: "Don't worry about me!"
As she said that, watching the eight saints flying towards her, Miaoying's delicate face showed some seriousness: "Do you want to bully the few with more? I'm not afraid, just show off your abilities!"
The voice is gentle and pleasant, without any arrogance, but extremely confident.
Buzz!
As soon as the words fell, an extremely abundant spiritual power burst out from Miaoying's body, and in an instant, the entire air of Nanyun Palace was distorted.
What's going on?
Such a big movement attracted many people from the imperial city to come out and look in the direction of the palace.
The situation inside Shangwu Hall was even more tense. Miaoying's burst of power made everyone panic!
"Crack!"
At this time, Miaoying's jade hand was slowly raised, and with a crisp sound, a sword as white as snow appeared in Miaoying's hand.
This sword is slightly shorter than a normal sword. It is full of spiritual power and exudes a charming halo.
Yes, this sword was transformed into Miaoying's spiritual power, and it is also the essence of all her power.
Bang bang bang...
In the blink of an eye, Miaoying flew out of Shangwu Hall and started a fierce battle with eight saints high in the sky.
At this moment, both Yue Feng, Long Qianyu and others were looking at the sky, all of them extremely anxious.
I saw that Miaoying's figure was agile and elegant. Surrounded by the eight saints, she did not appear passive at all, but was able to do it with ease. On the contrary, the eight saints of Huanxiang seemed to be afraid of the jade sword in her hand.
Somewhat confused.
A few minutes later, Huanxiang became a little anxious and shouted: "Sisters, form the Divine Formation of Destruction!"
Swish, swish, swish...
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Zi Yan and several saints moving quickly, divided into eight directions, and surrounded Miaoying in the middle.