Xie Baixuan really wants to kill, but Xie Ziying can't stop it.

"The third prince really surrendered?" Song Yunge looked at Xie Baige and shook his head and said, "I never expected that he would surrender as both the Son of Yuxiao. Where is the arrogance of the Son of Yuxiao?"

Xie Baige smiled: "Of course you have to accept it if you can't beat it. This is natural. The Son of God Yuxiao is also obeying the strong."

Song Yunge said: "Third Prince, you have also mastered the Yuxiao Lingyun Palm, how can you not beat it? At most, it is not all up and down."

Xie Baixuan said lightly: "Song Yunge, I know that my third brother has also mastered the Yuxiao Lingyun Palm. He pretended not to master it, so what!... You don't have to sow discord. As a disciple of Tianyue Mountain, you dare to pretend to be Gu Xian. You are brave. If I were the sixth sister, I would never spare you. As for the matter between me and my third brother, there is no need to worry about it!"

Xie Ziying said: "Brother, you are too sinister. You are obviously Gu Xian, but you insist that he is Song Yunge. Do you want me to bear the name of a collusion enemy?"

At this moment, her spiritual wisdom flashed and her thinking changed rapidly. Xie Baixuan's voice would be heard, so that people should not misunderstand or ruin her reputation.

"Haha..." Xie Baixuan suddenly laughed: "Sixth sister, I underestimated you!"

Xie Ziying said coldly: "I underestimate you, Brother Emperor, too!"

"Then let's see the truth!" Xie Baixuan shook his head and pressed his palm lightly at Xie Ziying.

"Ding..." The Qiankun God-Destroying Circle intersected with the palm power and made a clear sound.

Song Yunge looked at Xie Baige.

Xie Baige looked tense and said solemnly: "Song Yunge, you are very brave, you dare to pretend to be Gu Xian!"

"No one can kill the Son of Yuxiao?" Song Yunge looked up at the sky, shook his head and sighed, "I'm afraid it may not be?"

"Haha..." Xie Baige laughed, fearless: "You can try it out, can you kill us!"

Song Yunge nodded: "Then try it!"

A golden light burst out suddenly in the sky, and a golden giant palm appeared in the golden light, and the brilliant golden light quickly condensed into the palm.

The golden giant palm lines that are ten feet long are clear and vivid, with strange runes vaguely visible and appearing.

This is Song Yunge integrating the runes of the Ten Thousand Souls Divine Talisman into his palm to enhance the power of the Arhat Divine Palm.

"Huh?" Xie Baixuan frowned and said in a deep voice: "Three brothers, be careful, this palm power is strange!"

"Song Yunge, when will you become a monk?" Xie Baige smiled indifferently: "Just bluff!"

"Boom!" The Arhat's Divine Palm collided with his Yuxiao Lingyun Palm.

"Not good!" Xie Baige screamed strangely.

The Arhat Divine Palm collided with Yuxiao Lingyun Palm, easily defeating Yuxiao Lingyun Palm. The golden light suddenly flourished and the speed suddenly accelerated.

Xie Baige's strange screams flashed rapidly.

But the Arhat's Divine Palm was even faster and hit his chest.

"Bang!" A white light suddenly rose from his body, blocking the Arhat's Divine Palm.

The golden light of the Arhat's Divine Palm once again flourished, easily defeating the white light and hitting his chest hard.

"Puff!" Xie Baige flew up and spewed out bloody arrows in the air, with minced meat mixed in the blood arrows.

"Rareless!" Xie Baixuan shouted angrily.

He slapped the Qiankun God-Destroying Circle with his palm and rushed towards Song Yunge.

Another Arhat Divine Palm appeared in the sky.

"Bang!" Xie Baixuan came out to fight.

"Boom!" His forward rush came to an abrupt end, and he staggered and took a few steps back.

The curtain of the pavilion disappeared silently, as if it never existed, without any trace of it, without powder or debris.

The golden palm continued to move forward and hit Xie Baige who was falling down.

"Pop!" Xie Baige was shattered like a watermelon, split into pieces, and blood and flesh burst into all directions.

Xie Ziying frowned and quickly turned her bright eyes, feeling both cruel and disgusting, too bloody.

Song Yunge chuckled: "This time I see if I die!"

As he spoke, another Arhat's divine palm condensed in the sky and slapped at a certain place in the void.

"You should die--!" Xie Baixuan gritted his teeth and stared at Song Yunge: "You actually dare to kill the Son of God Yuxiao!"

"He is really dead?" Song Yunge chuckled.

The Arhat's Divine Palm suddenly lit up in the air.

The Ten Thousand Souls Divine Talisman suddenly ran, and the Ten Thousand Souls Divine Talisman in his mind also ran.

One inside and one outside, two talismans of ten thousand souls were operative together, forming an extremely huge force, which immediately pulled Xie Baige's soul into his mind.

Xie Baixuan slapped his palms in a row, but he was facing Xie Ziying.

Xie Ziying was in a hurry.

After Xie Baige's soul entered his mind, his eyes suddenly became dark, he paused for a moment, and watched Xie Ziying be hit in the chest.

"Bang!" Xie Ziying lit up a purple light shield around her body, blocking the palm force, but the second and third palms followed closely behind.

"Pooh!" The light cover shattered, and the palm power reached its body.

She flew up like a rag doll, and she had already drooped her head and limbs in the air, losing her vitality.

Song Yunge caught her in the air, pointed her finger directly into the crane's mouth, gently tapped her back, and used the marrow drop.

She fell softly in his arms, her body as light as a feather, without any weight, making people wonder if it was only clothes left.

Xie Baixuan continued to wave his hands.

Song Yunge's face was extremely gloomy, his figure flashed, and his blink of an eye had disappeared without a trace.

Xie Baixuan snorted and headed towards the palace.

He silently walked through the guard circle, entered Duanhe Hall, stood under the dragon table and looked at Xie Sheng calmly.

As the clothes fluttered, eight old men appeared from the dark, surrounded Xie Sheng, and looked at Xie Baixuan vigilantly.

Xie Sheng slowly put down the file, looked at him with a deep face, and snorted coldly: "These guards are becoming more and more useless!"

Xie Baixuan said: "Father, I want to send you a funeral today, so I will accompany you to my sixth sister!"

"You killed Xiaoliu?" Xie Sheng frowned and said coldly: "Xiaoliu is already dead?"

Xie Baixuan nodded.

"Impossible!" Xie Sheng said coldly: "You can't kill her!"

Xie Baixuan looked at him lightly, not saying anything.

This attitude made Xie Sheng know that it was true and said incredibly: "She could not be killed."

"I am the Son of Yuxiao!" Xie Baixuan said proudly: "I can kill someone who cannot be killed by others!"

"Son of Yuxiao!" Xie Sheng's eyes flashed with angry flames, but his tone was gloomy and cold: "Do you really think that Son of Yuxiao can do nothing and will be invincible in the world?!"

Xie Baixuan said slowly: "Father, you are the emperor, but you are still a step behind the God of God Yuxiao."

"Haha...hahaha..." Xie Sheng laughed wildly.

Xie Baixuan frowned and looked at him.

Xie Sheng shook his head and said, "Son of Yuxiao...Son of Yuxiao..., hahahaha!"

Xie Baixuan felt more and more inappropriate.

He could not see Xie Sheng with his divine eyes because Xie Sheng was the emperor and was shrouded by strange power.

This made him dare not underestimate it, and the emperors in every world have powerful power to protect them.

The power of this world attacks him, but this power will not appear. When the son of Yuxiao attacks, this power will be drawn out.

He has been testing Xie Sheng but has not discovered this power, so he is more careful and waited to eliminate the other threats and focus on dealing with Xie Sheng.

"Swish!" He threw out a white light and shot at Xie Sheng.
Chapter completed!