The Demonic King Chases His Wife: The Rebellious Good-for-Nothing Miss

“That girl, I reckon has already...alas.” Dongfang Xuan slowly sighed.

“Really?” Nangong Liuyun smiled coldly, it was sinister and terrible.

Not waiting for Dongfang Xuan to say the next word, Nangong Liuyun’s hands quickly flipped over, forming a complicated hand seal. And these hand seals filled with black energy came from all directions, condensing into a firm and strong wall of swords, trapping Dongfang Xuan firmly inside.

The biting cold wind whistled past, huge snow freezing over everything, turning it into an area of whiteness. Inside, there was only Dongfang Xuan’s figure.

Before Dongfang Xuan returned to his senses, the swords in all four directions shot towards him all at once.

At that time, Dongfang Xuan had used this move to trap Su Luo, making it impossible for her to escape. Now, fortune changed, he finally experienced the suffering from this scene.

Numerous snow-white blades like sharp fangs, whistled over.

Dongfang Xuan used all his strength to resist.

The two experts at the top of the world fought against each other.

Inside this sealed room of wind knives, the intensity of the fight was marvelous. For a period of time, it was hard to determine the victor.

After ten moves, the result was clear.

Nangong Liuyun was still as handsome as before, his hair was neat as usual, his clothing wasn’t a bit in disarray.

In contrast, one only saw that right now, Dongfang Xuan’s hair was in a mess, clothing damaged, face white as paper. Although he did his best to seem calm, however, his slightly trembling feet revealed the shock in his heart.

Dongfang Xuan stared at Nangong Liuyun, eyes full of disbelief!

When did Nangong Liuyun become so strong? Actually able to occupy the upper hand so steadily? Dongfang Xuan discovered he simply didn’t have the confidence to defeat Nangong Liuyun.

Nangong Liuyun smiled coldy. His clearly jointed fingers clenched his neck, gaze like a knife: “As matters stand, still won’t speak the truth?”

Dongfang Xuan’s mouth hooked into a ghost of a smile: “You really don’t think that like this, you will have victory within grasp?”

Nangong Liuyun’s eyes had a cold light.

Just at this time, suddenly, a thread of seriousness appeared on Dongfang Xuan’s face. Soon after, his body slowly started to swell up. His body was like a balloon, starting to expand.

At the same time, behind Dongfang Xuan’s figure, a faint huge dragon figure could be seen...

This is... Nangong Liuyun suddenly had a bad feeling.

In the next instant, he wanted to squash this danger before it sprouted. However, before he could move, the spirit force around Dongfang Xuan’s body was so rich as to give off sizzling sounds, making everything thoroughly disordered and almost about to explode.

Such a strong spirit force!

Nangong Liuyun sensed danger and subconsciously retreated.

At this moment, around Dongfang Xuan was a wild and strong force. He lifted his hands high, howling towards the sky: “Ah——”

In the wake of this howl, the entire wall of swords had traces of collapsing.

Nangong Liuyun’s hand quickly formed seals, one after another, white lights shot towards that wall of swords, helping to maintain that wall of swords in its complete condition. But with the passing of time, Nangong Liuyun felt the pressure become bigger and bigger.

Dongfang Xuan actually had such a trump card in his hand? Nangong Liuyun’s brows were tightly knotted.

With the passing of time, Dongfang Xuan’s strength was still soaring. In the end, one only heard the sound of an explosion!

Crashing sounds——

A countless number of wind swords disintegrated into nothingness in the air.

Frantic spirit force escaped in all four directions. The air sizzled with pitter-patter sounds.

At this time, Dongfang Xuan’s head was lowered, looking ahead.