Chapter 1,318: Xiaoya's Potential

Xiaoya clearly didn't see any attacks, she was very sure of that.

But what is this magical control now?

Seeing Xiaoya seemed to be in deep thought, the unknown man said coldly: "Don't waste your time, you won't understand my netherworld power."

Xiaoya was still thinking, although she couldn't explain it clearly, but she always felt that this power had an unusually familiar taste, as if she had seen it somewhere.

"It seems that you still didn't listen to me..."

The man's handprint changed again, the iron giant door trembled suddenly, and a black mist suddenly floated out of the door and rushed towards Xiaoya.

This strange black mist seemed thin, but it exuded a decadent power. When it floated along the way, a wave of light texture would appear in the air.

Seeing the black mist coming, Xiaoya finally woke up suddenly. Not only was she not afraid, but she laughed out loud: "Haha! I know, your power is a bit like Sister Tang's netherworld power!"

After this, the man finally showed a change of expression for the first time.

"What did you say! The power of Hades?!"

"Yes! But your power of Hades is far inferior to that of Sister Tang! Humph!"

Xiao Ya suddenly straightened her chest and clenched her fists tightly. As her eyes focused, the air around her suddenly became hot.

Suddenly, a stream of colorful light suddenly rose from under her feet, and then, strands of colorful light gradually spread into a rich colorful spiritual light, quickly wrapping her body.

At this moment, she seemed to have forcibly broken free from the constraints of space, forcibly tore a hole in the space, and then continued to transform into a beam of colorful light, directly passing through the sky, avoiding the diffuse black fog.

"That is... what!"

Before he woke up from the four words "the power of Hades", the man was once again shocked by the mysterious power that Xiao Ya suddenly showed.

Not only that, Bai Zhixue and the others also saw Xiaoya in this form for the first time. Xiaoya now was like the brightest star in the sky, with her whole body covered in dazzling seven-color light. And it seemed that her speed was even more amazing than before. When she was flying in the air, she left dozens of colorful lights.

At that speed, even the unknown man couldn't catch it with his eyes!

"Take my punch!"

When the man was looking around, Xiaoya suddenly heard a sharp sound in his ears. Before he turned around, an extremely strong force hit him in the face.

"Puff--!"

The terrifying punch almost twisted the man's face, and with a front tooth flying out, he flew out instantly.

During the miserable backwards flight, the man's hands still kept the handprints, and this detail was also captured by Xiaoya.

"Hands cannot be separated, isn't this a bit like the eighth style of the drunken eight immortals of big brother..."

Xiao Ya smiled and narrowed her eyes, and turned into a stream of light and flew away again. At the moment she flew out, a cloud of black mist also surrounded her from all directions, covering the place where she was before.

"What kind of power is this...!"

The man flew backwards for a distance and stabilized his body forcibly. Before he could raise his eyes, there was a blur in front of him, and a small fist came towards him again, hitting his nose accurately and fiercely.

The sound of brittle bones breaking made the man feel like he was hit hard, and he finally let go of his hands and flew backwards into the Tianhe River.

As his hands separated, the strange door hanging in the air also turned into a bubble and gradually dissipated.

"Hehe, I thought you were so powerful, but it turns out you are just like this!"

Xiao Ya touched her nose without leaving a trace, and her arrogant look stunned everyone on the city wall.

The weak defeated the strong, and it was so easy to win. This little girl may have a bright future!

Seeing Xiaoya standing proudly, Bai Zhixue smiled with relief.

Xiaoya's potential is something they can't envy, but at the same time, with such a potential companion, her third brother will no longer fight alone.

Under the gloomy sky, Xiaoya stood with her hands on her hips, looking at the rolling waves flowing down the river, and couldn't help frowning: "It's just a broken nose, it won't kill me..."

She hasn't fought enough, it's rare to have an opponent that she can take seriously.

Just as she squinted her eyes and observed every change in the river water, many hot bubbles suddenly emerged from the river surface.

These bubbles gurgled and rolled up, and when they emerged from the water, they would explode into a white mist.

"Huh?!"

Feeling the unusual changes on the river surface, Xiaoya quickly retreated a distance.

Suddenly, a majestic spiritual pressure enveloped the entire river surface. This power kept rising, and finally stopped at the Eight-Star Heavenly Dao Realm!

Feeling this overwhelming force, Xiaoya's face suddenly changed, and she hurriedly shouted towards the city wall: "Quick! Lend me two swords!"

"Okay!" "Go on!"

Luoluo and Cuiying threw their swords at their waists away.

Xiaoya flashed a few times and held the two long swords in her hands. Then, she exerted a little force on the sword-holding hands, and the two swords immediately emitted a piercing wail.

"Is this... the inexplicable sword intent?!"

Seeing Xiaoya's skillful control, Bai Zhixue couldn't help but be shocked.

Even if Bai Chen wanted to use the inexplicable sword intent, he needed to use his fingers to infuse the sword body with spiritual power before he could use it.

But Xiaoya can use this move with just her mind, and her proficiency is beyond Bai Chen's reach!

"Ah--!"

The river surface suddenly exploded with thousands of splashing waves, and the cold-faced man jumped up from it. His body was now covered with dark blue scales, and he also had a long tail.

"This is..." Bai Zhixue looked at the man with an extremely terrifying aura, and recalled what Bai Chen had said before, and finally exclaimed: "Xiaoya! Be careful, he is from Wanchao Pavilion!"

"Wanchao Pavilion?" Xiaoya held two swords and stared angrily: "Dongfang Ke'er is dead, and there are still remnants of Wanchao Pavilion!"

"Dongfang Ke'er?"

When the man heard this name, a trace of disgust appeared in his eyes: "Ha~ That kind of garbage is worthy of being compared with my Lord God?"

Lord God? !

Wanchao Pavilion, has another Lord God been sent! !

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At the same time

The streets of Zhengzhou were somewhat desolate at night. Bai Chen was walking on the street with a wine jar in his hand, looking at the bright moonlight in the sky and laughing at himself: "What a boring life! This Western Region is really boring."

Bai Chen frowned suddenly and stopped in his tracks as his eyes were dazed.

Not far in front of him, an old man with white hair covering his face stood still like a ghost. His white hair hung down from his head to the ground. From the visual point of view, he was definitely not an ordinary person!