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Xuan Bai was so angry that he shouted loudly.

"AWOO!"

Xuan Bai was victorious in his first battle as he excitedly raised his head and bared his teeth.

"Yinyinyinniu has no father, how pitiful."

Xuan Bai blinked her watery big eyes, and her small mouth formed a small arc, which was so pitiful that it caused people's hearts to tremble.

"…"

Su Xia Yue had lost his temper and stopped fighting.

She didn't have a father in her previous life, and she didn't have a mother either. He could completely understand the despair and helplessness of being left alone and abandoned by the world.

Ever since she was young, her adoptive parents had always been bad to her.

When she was five years old, she had endured her scratches and burns and escaped from the kitchen exhaust fan. To beg for a living, often a meal to starve.

While the other children were still acting coquettishly in their parents' arms, she was on the street, enduring the cold gazes of others and the bullying of local thugs.

The cold and hunger that lingered on the brink of death was something she could never forget.

Eventually, she met Uncle Mo, who gave her food and a chance to become a secret service agent. It also made her understand a principle.

If he wanted to survive, he had to be strong! If he wanted to defeat others, he had to be even more decisive and ruthless!

From then on, she, Su Xia Yue became the mother of the secret service personnel. No one dared to offend her, and everyone revered her.

However, from then on, she was used to swords, spears, and swords, and she was conceited in her life and death situation.

"Mother, are you sad? Xiao Bai will not speak carelessly ever again. Xiao Bai will not take father for granted, Mother, don't be sad, Xiao Bai loves mother the most! " Xuan Bai stretched out her fleshy little claws and gently caressed Su Xia Yue's face, making her cheeks itch and feel warmth.

Coming out from his reminiscing, Su Xia Yue smiled and held onto Xuan Bai's little claw with his hands.

"Little thing, I'll find a father for you. It's just that I haven't found one yet."

"Found it!" It's right on top of that pavilion! " With Xuan Bai's two small hands being pressed down, she could only raise her head with all her might, and raise her lips towards that direction.

Su Xia Yue turned his head and looked towards the beautiful pavilion.

He saw two people standing at the top of the pavilion. One of them was wearing a cyan robe and had a cold expression on his face. The other person wore an exquisite silver mask, and a white battle robe that was as white as snow. The profile on the side looked familiar.

Isn't this Nan Gong Ling Yun?

Although he and the azure-robed expert weren't moving at all, their bodies were emitting a sharp, murderous aura. They stood on their respective sides while wielding their swords, ready to strike at any moment.

Nan Gong Ling Yun was fighting with someone?

Su Xia Yue's interest was piqued, and he raised his head to watch. The surrounding commoners were also talking amongst themselves with saliva flying out of their mouths.

"Tsk tsk tsk, the fight between the Asura Palace's Palace Master and the Silver Moon Union's Alliance Master is truly a once in a lifetime opportunity!"

"Yeah, but why isn't he fighting yet?" "Would he put on airs?"

"I heard that this Chief of the Silver Moon League had already tracked him for several days already, and only then did he finally find the whereabouts of the Asura Palace Master. "I just don't know who will win in the end."

"Of course, I hope that Silver Moon Union's Alliance Master can win! I hope that he can help the common people eliminate all harm, and kill the Asura Palace Master! "

"That's right, the Asura Palace has been in existence for over a hundred years, and if you want to be powerful in the Han Dynasty, you have to give way to the government!" "How many innocent civilians have been harmed, especially the Asura Palace Master, who recklessly killed innocent people! This is simply a heinous crime, not being able to pacify the people!"

The discussions among the crowd grew more and more violent. However, they were only able to move their mouths and slam their lips against the melon seeds.

But Su Xia Yue didn't even move his mouth.

She only understood why her ears had been so quiet these past few days. It turned out that Nan Gong Ling Yun was busy taking revenge.

"Daddy, you can do it!" Xuan Bai couldn't help but shout out, as Su Xia Yue quickly reached out to cover his mouth.

It was taboo to be distracted during a duel.

Unexpectedly, Nan Gong Ling Yun was still distracted.

His eyes turned slightly as he looked in Su Xia Yue's direction.

A devilish smile appeared on his originally cold lips, as if he didn't know that there was another strong opponent standing opposite him.

The Asura Palace Master also seized this opportunity and swiftly unsheathed his sword.

"Hua!"

There were seven layers of purple halos on the Scarlet Fire Sword!

Wuying?

This level was far above that of Fighters and Warriors. It was one realm higher than that of Martial Masters. He was definitely one of the top rankers in Han Dynasty.

As soon as he drew his sword, a fiery light exploded out.

The sword aura was like a fierce wind as it moved across the land, lifting up all the rubble on the roof. The sword beams enveloped Nan Gong Ling Yun.

Everyone dodged in fear, and Su Xia Yue could not help but watch with his breath raised.

Nan Gong Ling Yun however, maintained a relaxed posture, and with a casual wave of Long Xie's heavy sword, a red light was released from the sword.

First level of Martial Saint!

His Martial Saint was one realm higher than Wu Ying's, and when he attacked, the sword shadows would form layer upon layer!

"Bang, bang, bang!"

All of the incoming rubble were destroyed, and there were also several sword energies shooting towards the Asura Palace Master.

"Puchi!"

In an instant, dozens of bone-deep sword wounds appeared on the body of the Asura's Palace Sovereign, causing blood to frantically gush out.

"You!"

The Asura Palace Master didn't even manage to finish speaking before he fell to the ground. His body fell from the roof of the pavilion, which was about six to seven meters high, making him look even more unsightly.

"Good!"

Long live the Chief of the Silver Moon League.

"How exciting!"

Within the crowd, there were still many Asura Palace underlings hidden. Seeing this, some of them became fearful. Some were stubborn and unrepentant, with a combined force of over 30 people, they surrounded Nan Gong Ling Yun with their swords drawn.

Nan Gong Ling Yun's lips under the mask curled slightly as she softly ordered, "Elder Huang!"

Just as he said that, twelve disciples of Silver Moon Union with silver masks appeared around him. Under the lead of a white-haired old man, they pulled out their swords and immediately started fighting with the remnants of Asura Palace.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Sword lights and sword shadows fiercely battled.

Unexpectedly, Silver Moon Union, who had a small number of people, did not lose out in the slightest.

However, the commoners were afraid of being caught unarmed, so they didn't dare to linger. They scattered in all directions in fright.

His subordinates were engaged in an intense battle, yet Nan Gong Ling Yun completely ignored them. He only flew down from the roof, staring intently at Su Xia Yue as his clothes fluttered in the wind.