It stands to reason that Nan Xian should be angry or impatient when he sees Lord Aotian approaching Feng Ruqing.
But what King Xuanyuan saw on his face was still that clear cloud and clear wind.
It's as if everything is in place.
Lord Xuanyuan's heart sank. Before he could think too much, his old body flashed through the air and stood in front of Nanxian.
"Boy, you alone will never be able to resist the power of our Six Nations."
After that, only six countries were exiled from the continent.
The already destroyed Kingdom of Sea and Sky and Kingdom of Sky and Moon are no longer among the kingdoms.
Nanxian raised his sword indifferently, and collided with the long sword struck by Lord Xuanyuan from the air.
Endless power spread from both sides, and the face of King Xuanyuan also changed drastically. His arms actually felt numb from the shock, his entire face was livid, and there was a mouthful of blood in his throat.
Squirted out.
He is the number one master in the Exile Continent, and he must not lose all his dignity in front of a kid.
Therefore, he forcefully swallowed the blood that reached his throat.
"Boy, take a good look at your woman now. Later, she will become our soul under the sword." King Xuanyuan's lips had a sarcastic arc as he looked down at Nanxian with his condescending eyes.
The implication is that no matter how much you resist now, it's all compared to the real thing. You can't even protect your own woman, so what's the use?
However
The moment King Xuanyuan glanced sideways, his smile froze, his pupils tightened, as if he had seen an unbelievable scene, and his livid face turned pale and colorless again.
I saw a huge pot hanging high in the sky.
There is also a door on the pot, which is bronze and looks old.
The pot had long been rusty and tarnished, but it was extremely ferocious. The pot kept slamming down, hitting the heads of the masters from the Six Nations, like whack-a-mole.
Buzz buzz.
The pot made an angry sound, and the whole pot trembled a little, so after it knocked it once, it was not enough, so it hit the heads desperately, as if it wanted to knock all the heads off.
After all, the masters of the Six Nations are not bad in strength, and their heads are very strong, so naturally they won't explode after a few hits.
This strength is much stronger than that of the holy warrior from the Haitian Kingdom who died unjustly.
Even so, the pot used so much force that they couldn't bear it, and they couldn't attack Feng Ruqing anymore, so they could only run away with their heads in their hands.
But the more the pot was knocked, the more vigorous it became. It showed no tendency to stop and chased the group of people around, running very fast.
King Xuanyuan ""
He looked at the group of monarchs from various countries who were being chased by a pot, and his whole old face turned red. He felt that all his face had been lost, and he shouted angrily, "Stop all of you."
No one paid attention to him.
In the entire mountain forest, the only thing that responded to him was the rustling sound of the wind.
Lord Xuanyuan's expression turned even more ugly. This was the first time that this group of people had not obeyed his order.
"I ask you all to stop, otherwise, I will send people to destroy your national company. A pot of unknown origin can persecute them to this point. Your behavior like this is just embarrassing our exile to the continent.
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This time, King Xuanyuan was indeed very angry, and he spoke indiscriminately, and his eyes were full of anger.