No Concubine: Evil Emperor Loves Concubine Leng

65 Duel 4
In front of so many people, he couldn't radiate an aura higher than that of the junior spirit king.

Otherwise, he would admit to these thousands of people that he was not Dongfang Xuan, but a substitute that Dongfang Xuan had found.

Once drafted, only high-level spiritual skills and exercises can be used.

Xue Yin didn't intend to reveal that she was the Linghuang, and planned to use spiritual skills to fight him to the end.

She quickly screened the available spiritual skills in her mind, and finally settled on an earth-level spiritual skill.

"Feng dance nine days!"

Xueyin let out a loud cry, gathering all the elements of the wind element around her, and the invisible wind was filled with yellow aura, turning into a golden phoenix.

The phoenix spread its wings, proud and dignified, raised its chin high behind her, and let out a hiss from the phoenix's mouth, the sound waves piercing her ears.

It was just a phantom, but there was a faint aura that wanted to make people bow down.

"go with!"

The golden phoenix flew towards the fake Dongfang Xuan, rolling up countless flying sand and rocks, and the huge air pressure even overturned the people closest to the martial field.

"My mother, Lingwang, 15-year-old Lingwang!"

"Who the hell said Murong Xueyin was a waste? If I was the Spirit King at the age of 15, I would be willing to be such a waste."

"What is this thing, it's so powerful."

The corners of many people's mouths twitched and they shouted tremblingly.

King Xicheng almost passed out with his eyes open, and his body was shaking non-stop.

Such an excellent person should have been his daughter-in-law of the royal family of Xicheng, but he actually agreed with Dongfang Xuan to withdraw the engagement.

A 15-year-old spirit king, he actually agreed to divorce.

The king of Xicheng was shaking more and more violently, and he was about to faint.

Murong Xiao looked proudly at the audience, how could his granddaughter be a waste.

Such an unparalleled beauty is the real her.

In the center of the arena, the wind element combined with spiritual energy and turned into a phoenix. He was raising his head, and pointed his sharp mouth at the fake Dongfang Xuan's heart.

When Dongfang Xuan saw the phoenix, he immediately made a seal with both hands, and silently recited the incantation without making a sound.

From the moment Xue Yin started brewing, he began to recite the incantation, until the phoenix arrived in front of him, he hadn't finished chanting.

And Xue Yin looked at his mouth shape, her eyebrows frowned.

She couldn't tell what he was reading, it was too complicated.

But, a strange phenomenon appeared.

When the phoenix touched Dongfang Xuan, instead of hurting him, it was sucked in.

On his body, a black hole seemed to grow, continuously absorbing the elements and aura she condensed.

This spiritual skill is a dark skill.

Xue Yin's face was serious, and she became vigilant.

It turned out to be a dark-type spiritual skill, who is this person.

She had no time to think about it, the phoenix had been completely sucked in.

And a suction came, and her body slid over uncontrollably in an instant, the soles of her shoes rubbed against the red carpet on the martial field, and she arrived beside him in a short while.

Those with low cultivation levels couldn't tell, and thought it was Xueyin who slid over by herself.

However, several people present who were above the spirit king could tell that Xue Yin was clearly sucked in.

She stopped in front of the fake Dongfang Xuan, and saw the dark red in his bewitching eyes come up again.

"Interesting woman, I really don't want to kill you."

He touched Xue Yin's cheek with his hand, and saw Xue Yin's disgusted eyes.

A ruthless killing intent flashed in Xue Yin's eyes, dark magic skills, do you really think she has no way to deal with it?

A green vine emerged from Xue Yin's body, wrapped around the fake Dongfang Xuan's arm, and wrapped him tightly.

(End of this chapter)