Chapter 829: Nangong Liucheng VS Zi Liuli

The cold wind blew, and her black hair danced with the wind. Zi Liuli raised her eyes indifferently, and a voice without any emotion floated silently from her red lips.

"The Fengyan Dynasty is the dynasty of the Phoenix Temple. If the royal family secretly colludes with powerful enemies of other countries, it will no longer need to exist."

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"What are you talking about? How could the royal family collude with foreign enemies?" The prince was about to cry without tears.

"Yes, our Nangong Palace has always been loyal to His Majesty. The country belongs to His Majesty. How can we collude with foreign enemies? Miss Liuli, have you made a mistake?"

Next to the prince, the princess also stepped forward with a flattering look on her face and said with a respectful smile.

However, just as she showed her humble smile, her neck felt cold and her head fell directly to the ground.

"Hua'er!" The prince was shocked when he saw this. Throughout the courtyard, countless Nangong family members turned pale.

However, Nangong Liucheng was focused on it, staring at the dead woman indifferently, as if she was not her mother at all and didn't care.

"You! Zi Liuli, you are simply unreasonable!" The prince was furious. Looking at Zi Liuli who was gradually retracting the red sword, he cursed angrily: "Okay, I will go to the capital to face the emperor now and tell the emperor that your Phoenix Temple wants to Rebellion, going to rebel...ah!"

The prince's eyes blurred, and Zi Liuli appeared in front of him. The severe pain in his chest made his old face look grim, and he instantly fell into a pool of blood.

"Ah - murder!"

"The prince has been killed, run away!"

Seeing this scene, the people around them could no longer hold back and rushed in all directions, leaving a mess.

However, no matter how weak the ant is, it is impossible for Zi Liuli to show kindness.

She gently raised her bare hand, and then squeezed it hard in front of Nangong Liucheng and Zhou Qing. The fleeing figures instantly exploded into a blood mist and scattered down.

Zi Liuli, the most bloodthirsty among the three phoenixes of the Phoenix Temple, is also the strongest!

Wherever you go, not a blade of grass grows!

Now, Zi Liuli is less than two meters away from Nangong Liucheng. Looking at each other at close range, Nangong Liucheng still looks calm.

Looking up at this feminine face, Zi Liuli frowned: "Are you Nangong Liucheng?"

"Exactly, I am honored to be able to see the famous Lord Minghuang with my own eyes."

Nangong Liucheng smiled faintly, and Zhou Qing ran behind him.

"Since you are Nangong Liucheng, it saves me the time of looking for you. Tell me, who is behind you?" Zi Liuli crossed her arms and looked disdainful.

"Behind me?" Nangong Liucheng tilted his head slightly, then smiled and said: "As you can see, her name is Zhou Qing, and she is my bitch."

"Shuiyue Jinghua, I have met her, but now I am asking about the person behind you, not her!"

"Oh, so that's what it means. What if I say I don't want to tell you?"

"..."

Their eyes met, Zi Liuli's pretty face gradually turned gloomy, and Nangong Liucheng's eyes were also full of smiles.

boom!

An extremely vast spiritual power fluctuation instantly erupted from Zi Liuli's feet. As her face sank, the vast spiritual pressure erupted from her petite body actually caused the earth to crack instantly.

boom!

The fierce storm instantly caused the surrounding houses and walls to collapse. Under this majestic spiritual power that changed the color of the situation, even Nangong Liucheng's eyes were gradually filled with horror.

"Seven, seven star sea realms?!"

Nangong Liucheng's face darkened, and he quickly squeezed Zhou Qing's little hand.

The two embraced each other and chanted, and soon, Zhou Qing flashed with dazzling white light and turned into a simple bronze mirror, appearing in his hand.

After bursting out the spiritual pressure of the four-star sea realm, Nangong Liucheng held a bronze mirror and stared at the woman in the center of the storm, and exclaimed: "I didn't expect that this Zi Liuli is so strong!"

"Well, what should we do, Master?" A woman's voice actually came from the bronze mirror.

"Try to check first..."

Nangong Liucheng took a deep breath and raised his hand. A strong wind whirlpool, already emitting bright moonlight, appeared in his palm.

"Go!"

Nangong Liucheng moved his palm, and the whirlwind instantly turned into a white bolt and crashed into the storm.

Bah!

Facing the white pilian tearing through the storm, Zi Liuli's expression remained unchanged, and with a swipe of his sword, the pilian was chopped into white mist.

Looking at Nangong Liucheng with cold eyes, Zi Liuli said contemptuously: "If you tell the person behind the scenes now, I will spare your life!"

"Sorry, in my dictionary of Nangong Liucheng, there is no such thing as begging for mercy!"

With a flash of silver light under his feet, Nangong Liucheng instantly turned into an afterimage and rushed away.

Clang, clang, clang!

The two clashed like lightning, from the ground to high in the sky, and the spiritual energy fluctuations they erupted bloomed in the sky like water-like fireworks.

With every collision, Nangong Liucheng could feel a huge force flowing into his lungs, shaking his heart and soul.

In less than ten seconds, they had fought for more than a hundred rounds. When they separated again, Zi Liuli couldn't help but wonder: "Why doesn't my weakness have an effect on his bronze mirror?"

According to common sense, the bronze mirror in Nangong Liucheng's hand should have weakened and become the size of an ant long ago after being exposed to purple glass for so many rounds. However, why is this happening?

Zi Liuli doesn't understand.

Isn't it true that only those who are far stronger than her can withstand the power of weakness?

Nangong Liucheng is clearly three realms lower than her...

Compared to Zi Liuli's frown, Nangong Liucheng was sweating profusely at this moment.

In the brief exchange just now, he had already seen clearly the gap between himself and the other party. If he was not careful, or if the other party was more serious, he would definitely die.

The most dangerous thing about Zi Liuli is her "weakness" ability. Nangong Liucheng also specifically asked the Lord God for advice before.

The Lord God replied that she must not be hurt or touch her body, and could only use "Shuiyue Jinghua" to resist.

This makes Nangong Liucheng very difficult!

"In that case, let's decide the winner quickly!"

Nangong Liucheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly raised the bronze mirror and quickly rotated it in his hand.

Looking up at Zi Liuli's indifferent and waiting expression, Nangong Liucheng gritted his teeth, his expression completely ferocious.

"How dare you show such unruliness in front of me, Nangong Liucheng, do you really think I can't beat you! Shuiyue Jinghua——"

With a single thought, the bronze mirror in his hand instantly exploded into petals and blew away in the wind.

And Nangong Liucheng's figure, in Zi Liuli's eyes, turned into a phoenix soaring high in the sky!