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Chapter 444: Xiaoyue Unleashing Her Power

Translator: Noodletown Translations Editor: Noodletown Translations

“Excellent!” The cultivators standing beside Nangong Zhuo was full of excitement and thrill. “This is the Moyun Hand?!”

“The Moyun Hand that can handle anything in the world?! Young Master used this ultimate technique as his first attack; I’m sure that that little girl of the Jiang Family will receive a hard blow!” another cultivator said.

Before he could finish, he saw Jiang Xiaoyue holding the communication jade with one hand while her slim fingers danced on it and put in the message, [Can’t chat now. A despicable guy is trying to take my communication jade!]

Meanwhile, her left hand moved in a circle and pushed out like a thunderbolt and a fast ghost, striking with a tremendous force – Tearing Sky and Expelling Clouds, the seventh move of the Cloud Expelling Palm.

An energy hand that could tear open the sky crashed out with vicious force. With a tearing noise, Nangong Zhuo’s energy hand full of spiritual essence was instantly torn open! ( .c om )

“What?!”

“Young Master?!”

The disciples of the Nangong Family looked anxious and alarmed.

Nangong Zhuo’s face turned even more livid with humiliation, and he said with narrowed eyes, “It’s okay. I just used one-tenth of my strength in that attack. I’m surprised that a little girl like you has such a high cultivation strength. No wonder you act so arrogantly!”

Nangong Zhuo brought his hands together before his chest and formed a strange spiritual seal, saying with a cold voice, “This is the Thunder-Flame Sword Seal of the Nangong Family; you should feel honored that I am going to use this technique on you, little girl.”

Flames surged up in the area and soared into the sky like a dragon before spinning around. instantly, it transformed into a huge sword of flames above the people’s heads, hovering in the sky and not attacking while creating huge and ear-piercing noises of thunder, freezing all the people under it with a mountain-like pressure!

Li Lanruo saw a small hand reaching toward her. “Sister Lanruo, record the battle for me. Humph!”

Li Lanruo: “!!??”

She circulated Xu Changqing’s advanced mental technique of the Shu Mountain Faction and murmured, “It seems like I can move, huh...?”

Immediately, she turned the communication jade toward the battlefield.

“Burn!” At Nangong Zhuo’s yell, flames poured down from the sky like surging waves of the ocean.

They swallowed Jiang Xiaoyue almost instantly!

The disciples of the Nangong Family looked smug. “Little girl, do you still dare to challenge Young Master?”

At this moment, they felt a horrifying heat wave spreading out in all directions.

A terrifying flame pillar suddenly shot up from the spot where Jiang Xiaoyue stood.

The disciples of the Nangong Family looked surprised. “Dragon Flames?”

The flame pillar spread out swiftly like an explosion; it was the desperation move of Kyo Kusanagi – Mu Shiki!

Surrounded by burning orange flames, a tiny figure dragged out a blurry wave of shadows at a great speed. Nangong Zhuo only saw a fist shadow crash toward him with many fist shadows behind it!

The fist moved so fast that it was beyond his imagination.

Almost instantly, a layer of vague lights suddenly shot out of his luxurious robe.

Then, Jiang Xiaoyue’s fist crashed onto the clear light.

Nangong Zhuo looked surprised yet still arrogant. “Even though you broke my Thunder-Flame Sword Seal, can you break my Qianyan Daoist Robe? You are only a teenager, and the gap of cultivation strength between us is too big for you to close...”

Before he could finish, his expression changed drastically.

The many fist shadows behind Jiang Xiaoyue combined into one.

The fist shadow looked solid and no longer vague.

Bam! Bam! Bam! It hammered onto Nangong Zhuo’s luxurious Daoist robe as if it was beating on a drum.

This wasn’t the end. Jiang Xiaoyue waved her hands, and exploding flames appeared in her palms.

Then, Jiang Xiaoyue leaped up, and the flames in her hands rose like dancing dragons.

With a series of explosion noises, Nangong Zhuo’s robe bulged, and the clear light in front of his chest shattered. A big crack appeared in the layer of clear light.

Many dashes of flames surged into the crack.

Unprepared, Nangong Zhuo was sent flying backward.

Jiang Xiaoyue landed on the ground and dusted off her hands. She smugly said to the dazed Li Lanruo beside her, “Sister Lanruo, did I look dashing?”

“This technique is called Desperation Move, Mu Shiki,” Jiang Xiaoyue told her everything in detail, “If I was more experienced in using this technique, I could have pierced 1,000 of these useless robes!”

The disciples of the Heaven-Seeking Sword Palace and the cultivators of the forces under the Nangong Family fell silent with dark expressions.

“Young Master, are you okay?!” A few disciples of the Nangong Family ran over to him in alarm.

Nangong Zhuo spat out a mouthful of blood. His face turned wicked and distorted, and only endless hatred could be seen in his eyes.

“You are seeking death!” He opened his mouth, and a surge of black essence shot out.

It was a small shiny black sword that had a strange shape.

The moment the sword shot out, thunder instantly rumbled in the clear sky.

“Young Master, this is...?!” In horror, the disciples of the Nangong Family looked at the strange-shaped small sword that was as black as ink.

The small sword seemed to contain a creepy demonic energy which could absorb people’s souls.

After one glance of the small sword, the few disciples of the Nangong Family seemed to have lost their free will. Their pupils expanded, and their eyes looked dull and glassy.

They felt as if many evil devils and demons were whispering into their ears, triggering the craziest and evil thoughts in the depths of their minds.

The sky turned even gloomier and darker as if it was trying to pull all the living people into a dark abyss.

About 500 meters away, the green-clothed girl yelled in alarm, “No! Senior Sister, Nangong Zhuo is using that sword!”

Nangong Zhuo’s talent and comprehension might not be the best among the geniuses, but he had a powerful spiritual sword that was born with him. ( .c om )

When this sword was used, nothing could block it! When Nangong Zhuo was 19, he had used this sword to kill a three-headed demon dragon in the Heavenly Abyss Sea, shocking the whole world.

“Go away!” The woman wearing the white Daoist robe looked cold.

Dozens of elite cultivators with high cultivation strengths blocked her way.

“I’m sorry,” the leader of the group said arrogantly, “Young Master told us not to let anyone pass.” historical

On the other side, all the people around Nangong Zhuo emitted strange red lights from their glazed eyes. As if they were crazy, they lunged at Jiang Xiaoyue with speed and power that were inhumane.

If they had to be described, they looked like the sword slaves that had battled with Fang Qi.

While recording the battle with the communication jade, Li Lanruo chanted, “Remain icy clear in mind; stay calm if the sky crashes down...”

She looked like she wasn’t affected.

Nangong Zhuo’s face twitched.

However, he was satisfied with the effect and said with a sneer, “I’ll see how you handle this!”

These cultivators looked as if they had gone mad; their attacks were even more vicious than before, and their cultivation strengths grew as if they had taken some magic potion.

Suddenly, Jiang Xiaoyue took out a stack of rune notes and tossed them into the sky.

While the rune notes moved into positions, a Kirin-like beast engulfed in flames appeared before Jiang Xiaoyue.

The rare beast took in a deep breath and grew as high as a two-story building, turning into a huge monster with two horns on its forehead.

Two disciples of Nangong Family lunged at it as if they were crazy.

The monster swung out its two front paws.

Boom!

Then, these two disciples flew backward as if they had been hit by a train.

Next, more disciples of the Nangong Family lunged at it with vicious techniques as if they didn’t care about their lives.

They instantly inflicted several wounds on this monster.

Casually, Jiang Xiaoyue increased their defenses and cast a spell, and a wave of clear light surged up above the monster’s head. It was the Healing Spell!

The wounds on the monster’s body quickly healed before their eyes.

Nangong Zhuo: “!!??”

What the heck is this?!