Xia Mang stood erect, his black hair danced wildly, and his eyes were as cold as lightning. When he punched out, the red light was vast, domineering, and the dark aura was boiling. There was a majestic majesty that wanted to crush all opponents!
"This is... Xia Tian Gong?!" The fallen emperor paused, his expression changed, but he had no time to think about it, because Xia Mang's fist carrying Huanghuang's power was already coming to kill him!
"snort!"
He snorted coldly, and waved out the dark palm, the death force swirling and boiling, as if it contained the roar of ghosts and demons, and attacked Xia Mang!
"Peng!"
The two clashed hard, and the palm of death burst into pieces. The fallen emperor staggered backwards, taking four steps back before he stopped. His expression completely changed, and he jumped up and cursed: "Bastard... after Nirvana, my...
How could the strength decline so much?!"
He realized that after returning from Nirvana, his power actually dropped to the Nine Transformations state, and it was not the ninth transformation. What made him most unbearable was that he was actually repelled by an ant!
Xia Mang knocked back the fallen emperor with one punch, his face still cold, he stepped forward and continued to move forward.
"Blue Sky Painted Halberd!"
The fallen emperor's face was cold, and his jade-white palm suddenly stretched out, and a green halberd appeared from the sky. He held it and swept it across, his breath was fierce and majestic, and he was extremely domineering.
"Chiaki!"
Xia Mang turned around, Qianqiu Sword swept across, and the terrifying and cold breath surged out, surging like a great tide, like a sword, slashing at the fallen emperor.
Boom boom boom!
The two started a great showdown. The fallen emperor looked cold, and Fang Tian's painted halberd swept across, almost splitting the void, and a terrifying gap loomed. The scene was so horrifying that the heroes who were watching trembled.
Xia Mang's eyes were clear and cold, his Qianqiu Sword in his hand was like a divine aid, his aura was very violent, and he had the madness and arrogance to compete with anyone. Even if the fallen emperor was holding a strange weapon, he was still difficult to defeat, and he was retreating steadily!
"It is rumored that Xia Mang broke through the barrier of origin, broke the myth that had isolated the world for three hundred years, achieved Taichu, fought a bloody battle on Skull Island, and killed seven heroes with his sword..."
"Today's Xia Mang can destroy the seventh-transformation strong man with a wave of his hand. This fallen emperor seems to be... no match for him!"
"Hey! At this level, you dare to call yourself the fallen emperor? You are so brazen!" Someone sneered.
"The fallen emperor seems to be incapable of doing so...he is no match for Young Emperor Xia!"
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The people watching were talking a lot.
The battle between Xia Mang and the fallen emperor was in full swing. He had cold eyes, held a bone mace in his hand, struck it out boldly, and shouted: "Return to the clan!"
The prototype of a sword spirit reappears!
The fallen emperor's expression changed drastically, and he quickly waved the blue sky painted halberd to attack, but the prototype of this sword intention was so terrifying that it instantly shattered the fallen emperor's offensive and sent the blue sky painted halberd flying!
"Bang!"
Xia Mang's figure was like lightning, and he kicked the fallen emperor to the edge of the well with a sweeping kick. He followed him like a shadow, descended from the sky, suddenly reached out and pinched the fallen emperor's neck, and said coldly: "I told you to get out of here!"
The fallen emperor's complexion was green and red, and his black pupils were about to spit fire.
"Peng!"
Xia Mang raised his hand and threw the fallen emperor out. It was like throwing away garbage, doing it casually and strolling in the courtyard. Such aloof posture made everyone look weird.
Even the tearful moon stared at Xia Mang, her beautiful eyes stunned.
"Asshole!"
Blood spurted from the mouth of the fallen emperor, he was so ashamed and angry, and the killing intent surged in his black eyes. He had just been born, he was full of confidence, arrogant and arrogant, but he was so humiliated. How could he bear this blow to the head?
But Xia Mang ignored him. He put away the Qianqiu Sword and reached out to hold the purple flagpole!
"Buzz!"
The moment he came into contact with the purple flagpole, the word "Xia" actually burst out with bright brilliance, more dazzling than the evil moon hanging in the sky!
"Is it really the battle flag of my Great Xia Imperial Court?!" He murmured to himself.
The word "summer" is brighter than the sun and the evil moon!
"Buzz!"
The broken flags hunted and danced wildly, creating an eerie aura that made the scene look like a fairy coming against the background of the summer light, giving it a detached air.
Xia Mang holds an ancient broken flag in his hand, his eyes are like lightning, and the purple light of the word "Xia" on the flag is dazzling.
"This broken flag seems... to be connected to Xia Mang?!"
Everyone was shocked. Xia Mang was a great person in the world, a great achiever in the early days, and could be called the genius of our time. This broken flag came from Sanchijing, and may be related to the mysterious "reincarnation". How could it be related to Xia Mang?
You must know that the fallen emperor climbed out of the Sanchi Well and called himself "Emperor". He was extremely arrogant, but he was also very afraid of this broken flag and did not dare to touch it. However, Xia Mang actually held it and had an affair with it.
It's so weird that I can't understand it.
What exactly is going on?
"Xia Mang's surname is Xia. Is the word Xia... related to this?" Suddenly, someone spoke, and as soon as this was said, the whole place was in an uproar.
summer!
The word "Xia" seems to be the key. It must be of extraordinary significance if it is engraved on this ancient flag. Perhaps its owner's surname is "Xia", or... this is the flag of the vast army along the way, an invincible flag.
Battle flag!
"Could this be the battle flag of the Great Xia Imperial Court?" Someone hesitated and couldn't help but guess.
Everyone was shocked and looked at each other. It was rumored that Xia Wushang was fighting powerful enemies outside the territory and killing endlessly. Could this broken flag be Daxia's flag outside the territory?
The ancient flag is flying, wherever it is placed, it is invincible!
"This Xia Mang may be a descendant of the owner of the ancient flag... This broken flag does not reject him, but has a strange resonance..."
Somewhere outside the Qin Tower, Tianya's third son Gu Shanchuan's eyes flashed. He also felt that Xia Mang was related to this broken flag, otherwise there would be no changes. The word "Xia" was so bright that it must be held by Xia Mang.
The flagpole has an inseparable relationship.
"Is it an ancestor of the Daxia royal family?"
He said to himself: "This broken flag is so strange. It is definitely not an unknown thing. Why is there no record of this battle flag in the history books?"
Above the Qin Tower, the mysterious man stared at Xia Mang, his eyes like lightning, and said to himself: "This Young Emperor Xia is really weird, he can actually affect this mysterious broken flag! It is indeed true that after being isolated from the human world for three hundred years, he has come back again.
A person who has reached the Taichu realm..."
In the void, the tearful moon stared at Xia Mang, with colorful ripples in the depths of her beautiful eyes, and murmured: "Xia Ziqi, Young Emperor Xia Mang, break the catastrophe..."
The day when the evil moon comes to this world is the day she is destined to suffer a great calamity. But that person said that her calamity is not unsolvable. If the cause and fate come together, it may be possible to break it!
Before the evil moon appeared, she thought there was no hope of overcoming the disaster, but Xia Mang's appearance made her almost desperate heart inexplicably feel a glimmer of hope.
"impossible!"
The fallen emperor stood up unsteadily, glared at Xia Mang, and gritted his teeth: "How can this broken flag recognize you?"
This ancient flag had caused him enough suffering, but now instead of repelling Xia Mang, it seemed very close to him and actually felt a connection with it. This made him angry and even more resentful towards Xia Mang.
"Who are you anyway?"
The fallen emperor stared at Xia Mang and asked in a hateful voice. Today, in full view of everyone, Xia Mang actually humiliated him. This made him extremely angry and wished he could kill Xia Mang alive. Unfortunately, he had just achieved nirvana and seemed to be invincible.
Xia Mang.
Xia Mang held the broken flag in his hand and turned a deaf ear to his shouts and remained silent.