Chapter 842
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That's impossible!
Even a vicious tiger would not eat its cubs. No matter how vicious Xia Ming is, he could never be Xia Ruoyun's murderer! I must be overthinking things!
"Hmph!" Xia Ming scoffed icily and stared at the Little Princess with disdain, "Do you really think that I would be afraid of that dog of an Emperor of Drifting Wind Country? I only think that he's a little troublesome. As for being afraid, that's not necessarily true. "
Hearing this, Gu Ruoyun fell into deep thought.
In the eyes of the crowd, Xia Ming only had one trump card and that was Supreme Jin! However, under normal circumstances, Martial Supremes of the same rank would never fight! Otherwise, even if they fought for three days and three nights, there would still be no clear victor.
Hence, for Xia Ming to say such a thing, it meant that the Xia Family still had a trump card!
"Xia Ming!"
When he saw that the Little Princess was so angry that she was about to confront Xia Ming, Mo Shangfei quickly held her back. He frowned and said in a low voice, "This has nothing to do with the Little Princess and Lady Gu. Let them go. Even if you kill me, I will not complain!"
"Big Brother Mo," The Little Princess was anxious and quickly replied, "I won't leave you behind. Besides, no matter how powerful Xia Ming is, he is only relying on Supreme Jin. Now that Supreme Jin is not here, it's not impossible for us to break out of this encirclement."
"Hehe."
Hearing this, Xia Ming laughed icily as if he had just heard a joke, "Little Princess, don't think too highly of yourself. With just the three of you? I, Xia Ming, alone am enough to kill all three of you here! As for Mo Shangfei, I won't spare your life. I won't spare the two of them either! "
Boom!
Xia Ming did not say another word. His body turned into a sharp sword in a flash and charged towards Mo Shangfei. A sharp sword then appeared in his hand. A cold light flashed in his eyes as he slashed towards Mo Shangfei's neck.
Xia Chuxue's face was filled with a cold smile. She crossed her arms and stood to one side, staring icily at Mo Shangfei who was about to die under Xia Ming's sword.
Suddenly, a figure in green robes flashed and landed in front of Mo Shangfei. A head of fine black hair fluttered in the gentle breeze. The woman in green who was standing in front of the man raised her left hand and caught Xia Ming's sword.
That was right!
She had indeed caught the sword in Xia Ming's hand with just one hand.
Xia Chuxue widened her beautiful eyes and stared at Gu Ruoyun in shock. What followed was a wave of panic and her face turned incomparably pale.
Illusion, it must be an illusion!
Father has come across many opportunities over the years and has already broken through to the rank of a low-level Martial Honor. However, someone had the audacity to catch a Martial Honor's sword with their bare hands? Just that Sword Qi was enough to injure her!
But not only did she catch it, she was also unscathed!
"I want to see how you're going to make us stay."
The corners of Gu Ruoyun's lips curled into a smile before the aura from her body surged towards the sword in her hand. There was a loud bang and Xia Ming was thrown a few steps back. He spat out a mouthful of blood and stared at Gu Ruoyun with an ugly look on his face.
"Hehe!"
Suddenly, he chuckled softly. His smile was filled with a gloomy coldness, "Gu Ruoyun, I must admit that you are indeed a genius to have reached the rank of a mid-level Martial Honor at such a young age. You have a bright future ahead of you. Unfortunately, you've underestimated your enemy. Do you really think that the Xia family only has Supreme Jin as their shield? Let me tell you! Since you've stepped into this place today, don't even think about leaving! "
Aside from Supreme Jin's protection, the Xia family had another trump card that no one knew about.
It was the Divine Vermillion Bird!
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