As soon as these words came out, Nangong Wuming came to his senses.
"Okay! Okay!!" Nangong Wuming stared at Xuanyuan Aotian and said: "I didn't expect that there are people in the Xuanyuan royal family who have hidden themselves so deeply. Even I was deceived... Okay! Okay!!"
"Thank you for the compliment, General!" Xuanyuan Aotian smiled.
"You're welcome. Xuanyuan Aoyi is dead. You came just in time!" Nangong Wuming condensed the ice energy in his palms and attacked Xuanyuan Aotian. He wanted to capture Xuanyuan Aotian as a hostage.
Xuanyuan Aotian sneered, and Pluto's sword trembled, making a 'zheng' sound. Xuanyuan Aotian jumped up, his arms moved according to his heart, and struck Nangong Wuming with sword energy like crescent moons.
When Nangong Wuming saw this sharp and strange sword energy, he thought of Xuanyuan Aotian's sword just now. He did not dare to be careless and dodged it with a slight sway in his steps.
"Ignorant kid, how dare you challenge your Grandpa Nangong..." Nangong Wuming was a little proud because he easily dodged Xuanyuan Aotian's sword energy. At this moment, Xuanyuan Aotian silently slapped Nangong with a palm.
Wu Ming called him.
"Beat him to death!" Nangong Wuming said with great disdain as he believed that he had great skills and Xuanyuan Aotian was definitely not going to die by fighting him.
Xuanyuan Aotian only smiled and said nothing, and Nangong Wuming hated this smile. The ice palm extended by Nangong Wuming suddenly became even colder, and a layer of white frost condensed.
In order to capture Xuanyuan Aotian alive as a hostage, Nangong Wuming used six levels of internal power when he took action, but when he saw the smile in Xuanyuan Aotian's eyes, he increased his palm power to eight levels.
Nangong Wuming regretted the use of this eight-level internal power palm - he was afraid that Xuanyuan Aotian would be beaten to death with one palm. You must know that he had just beaten Su Guogong with a palm of eight levels of internal power, causing him to vomit blood.
Xuanyuan Aotian is only fifteen years old! - In the eyes of Su Guogong and Nangong Wuming, this is really the age of a child.
And at this age, Xuanyuan Aotian, while Su Guogong was stunned, beat Nangong Wuming back three steps.
Nangong Wuming covered his chest and suppressed the turbulent blood in his heart that was beaten by Xuanyuan Aotian.
"Your Highness, good fight!" Luo Lan cheered from the side.
"Animal!" Nangong Wuming spat blood on the ground, staring at Xuanyuan Aotian bitterly. When Su Guogong thought he was going to attack Xuanyuan Aotian, he actually turned around and attacked Ye Xue's side.
Ye Xue sneered. Today's killing of Nangong Wuming was Xuanyuan Aotian's business. Ye Xue did not intervene in advance, but after Nangong Wuming and Xuanyuan Aotian fought, she found that Xuanyuan Aotian was difficult to deal with, but he wanted to find a breakthrough with her...
...Nangong Wuming, Nangong Wuming, your mistake is that you treat me, Nangong Yexue, as a soft persimmon...
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Nangong Wuming soon knew that Ye Xue was not someone to be trifled with.
After Nangong Wuming exchanged ten consecutive moves with Ye Xue, he retreated. He found that Ye Xue was as difficult to deal with as Xuanyuan Aotian.
Ye Xue crossed her arms and said casually: "General Nangong, how do you feel?"
Nangong Wuming felt bad being attacked from both sides, but when he saw Nangong Xiaoyao, his eyes lit up, "Third brother, you are here, come and help me?"
"Wu...Wu...Did you kill Wu Ling?" Nangong Xiaoyao asked this sentence almost desperately. Because in his heart, he already believed Lin Ruhai's words.
"What did you say?" Nangong Wuming, while guarding against Xuanyuan Aotian and Ye Xue, said dissatisfiedly to Nangong Xiaoyao: "Now that my eldest brother has been framed, someone wants to kill him... Come and help me quickly..."