The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 1245: The Real Men of Great Xia Country

Chapter 1245: Chapter 1245: The Real Men of Great Xia Country

The flames burnt the sky, and as the Red Flame Gourd’s opening was uncorked, it inhaled and exhaled nothing but the Earth’s Core Flame of the Phoenix Secret Realm.

Even with Crane Cry’s sturdy flesh, his feathers started to give off black smoke from being scorched.

The surrounding youths gasped in amazement, not expecting Wang Xiaoya’s Magical Treasure to be so numerous.

Each one that she brought out was a lethal weapon.

Ji Wanyu and Lin Shanshan, holding hands, excitedly yelled, "Burn this bastard to death."

"Right, burn him fiercely!"

The way these two cursed was so adorable that the Cultivators nearby swallowed hard, wishing they would curse at them too.

If it had been an ordinary person, they would have turned to ashes upon contact with these flames.

But thanks to the Immortal Crane bloodline within Crane Cry and the layer of white feathers protecting him, he managed to withstand the flames for a moment.

His body completely entangled by the Gourd Vine, he flashed his Storage Ring on his finger, hastily summoning a white Mutton Fat Jade Glazed Vase, and with a movement of his spiritual power, a strong suction from the mouth of the vase swallowed the fierce flames into it.

Extraterritorial Cultivators furrowed their brows and exclaimed, "Is that the Yu Clan’s Tranquil Glazed Vase?"

"Quite generous to bring that along."

"This item is indeed an Immortal Artifact!"

Everyone watching furrowed their brows, just as they thought the goddess was certain to win, an unexpected turn arose.

With a fierce roar, Crane Cry’s body swelled rapidly, his wings sharp as blades, continuously scraping and touching the Red Flame Gourd Vine with a crackling sound.

Wang Xiaoya, using her spiritual power to manipulate the two Magical Treasures, found it hard to persist.

She withdrew the Red Flame Gourd and simply pulled the Gourd Vine back as well.

Above her head, the Phoenix Dharma Laksana conjured, and she slashed out with a red Feather Sword, creating a trail of red in the air.

This Feather Sword carried a scorching temperature; its Sword Qi swept through, raising the surrounding temperature abruptly.

Crane Cry’s pupils contracted as he hurriedly used a white Feather Sword to defend.

With a snap, the white Feather Sword was cleaved in two.

The sharp red Sword Qi startled Crane Cry into flashing upward quickly.

The Sword Qi grazed his wing, slicing off a layer of flesh and spraying out a burst of blood.

This sword strike was ferociously powerful; even other Cultivators at the scene inhaled sharply, remarking that if Crane Cry had not moved just in time without the white Feather Sword to block, by now he would probably have been bisected by Wang Xiaoya.

Gripped by fear, he used his speed to flash by with a streak of white light, no longer entangling with Wang Xiaoya and fleeing the Battle Arena directly.

Ji Wanyu shouted anxiously from outside, "You bastard, coward, why did you run away!"

"Crane Cry, are you even a man?"

Lin Shanshan also cursed, surprised that the boy had actually fled.

Wang Xiaoya put away her Magical Treasures and walked out indifferently.

Her face was wan. Although she held the upper hand, it had also cost her a considerable amount of spiritual power.

If it’s about self-protection, she could definitely do it.

If it’s about taking a life, she admitted she didn’t have the same Essence, Qi, and Spirit as Long Fei.

Despite this, the Cultivators around her still cheered with raised arms, excitedly shouting, "The goddess has won!"

"The goddess has won!"

"Goddess, we love you!"

"Goddess, we support you!"

Wang Xiaoya smiled faintly in response, her demeanor forever gentle like the calming waters.

Even when angry, she was unhurried and calm, softening anyone who saw her.

Covered in blood, Crane Cry hastily took out Pills and swallowed them desperately, then turned to the Mechanical Tribe youth Jin Jiu beside him and urgently yelled, "Kill that woman, she will be our great enemy."

The Extraterritorial Cultivators didn’t need his command to know what the situation was.

Wang Xiaoya, being Long Fei’s woman, was naturally their enemy.

Moreover, the Magical Treasure in Wang Xiaoya’s hand is clearly the one she brought out from the Phoenix Nest.

This is also what the Extraterritorial Cultivators had once fought over tirelessly; something that would make anyone who saw it green with envy.

Jin Jiu of the Mechanical Tribe stepped forward, pointed at Wang Xiaoya, and demanded gruffly, "Woman, do you dare to fight me?"

As soon as he spoke, the surrounding fans of Wang Xiaoya immediately started cursing, "Fuck, do you have no shame?"

"You bastard, taking advantage of someone’s weakness, are you planning on ganging up on our goddess for a fight?"

"You Extraterritorial Cultivators really have no shame at all."

"These cursed bastards, they’re really not men."

"..."

Lin Shanshan and Ji Wanyu also furrowed their brows, and scolded Jin Jiu lightly, "My sister just fought a battle, and you immediately come out to challenge her; have you no shame?"

Jin Jiu is from the Mechanical Tribe, what face does he have? His face is harder than steel.

He said coldly, "If you have the ability then fight, what’s the point of all this talk? If you don’t, come over and kowtow to us, and we will let you off."

"Audacity!"

Ji Wanyu’s palm trembled with anger, wishing she could split him in half right there and then.

She stepped forward, wielding Emperor Yu’s Sword and cursed, "This princess is enough to kill you!"

Wang Xiaoya held her back, knowing that she was no match for the genius of the Mechanical Tribe.

She had seen this person in action before in the Secret Realm.

She was about to continue fighting when someone from behind shouted, "You bastards, a bunch of grown men bullying women here, do you think all the men in Great Xia Country are dead?"

Everyone looked back, thinking it was a genius from Great Xia Country who couldn’t stand it anymore.

But they found that these geniuses were all standing still, and it was another young man who had rushed over from the outside.

This young man had sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, dressed in a white robe, with an appearance of righteousness and handsomeness.

Ji Wanyu saw him and immediately shouted excitedly, "Big Senior Brother!"

The person who came nodded and smiled at her, it was Murong Chong from Divine Sword Sect.

He came out of seclusion, learned of the situation here, and hurried over, arriving just in time to see this scene.

Wang Xiaoya and Lin Shanshan smiled, not expecting reinforcements to arrive.

Murong Chong came over, casting a scornful gaze over Zichuan, Jiang Chuan, Jiang Wudi, and others—he looked down on these so-called geniuses of Great Xia Country who just stood by as Extraterritorial Cultivators bullied women here.

These people stood stiff-backed, their faces unblushing, hearts not skipping a beat, as if it was only natural, none of their business.

Murong Chong asked, "Where have those two bastards Long Fei and Chu Feng gone to, how come only you are here?"

Lin Shanshan hurriedly said, "You can’t insult my brother-in-law, they have both gone into seclusion for Alchemy and can’t be distracted now."

Ji Wanyu also gave him a cold look, defending Long Fei, "You just arrived and don’t know the situation, don’t talk nonsense."

"I see!"

Murong Chong laughed and scratched his head, not daring to argue with Lin Shanshan and Ji Wanyu, and directly cursed at Jin Jiu from the Mechanical Tribe, "Hey, you metal man with a thick skin, do you dare to fight with me!"

Jin Jiu and his group had already fought several times with Murong Chong in the Phoenix Nest Secret Realm. Murong Chong and Wang Jie had been forced to flee in a sorry state until the situation was changed when Long Fei appeared.

He snorted disdainfully, "A defeated foe, what would I be afraid of?"

His body flashed, seemingly turning into a streak of light as he entered the Battle Arena.

Murong Chong told Wang Xiaoya and the other two to rest while he followed into the Battle Arena, facing Jin Jiu from a hundred meters away.

The cultivators in the arena boiled over, shouting that this is what real men of Great Xia Country should be like.

A group of young cultivators had seen right through Zichuan and the others, these so-called top ten experts, none of whom had shown any backbone.

Zichuan and a few others felt like spitting blood in frustration; they almost wanted to hit someone.

Damn it, this is Long Fei’s woman, they would rather kill her than help her.

It’s not like you can disregard reason just for a pretty face!