With a loud bang, Hua Wuqing's body slammed into a giant mountain dozens of yards away, and the enormous mountain instantly collapsed, with dust flying everywhere.
"Holy moly! Is that little phoenix that strong?"
Witnessing this scene, all the Heavenly Prides were greatly shocked.
Hua Wuqing was the top Heavenly Pride of Demon State, one of the four young Sword Saints of Jiuzhou, and yet, he was sent flying by a punch from this three-year-old little phoenix without even time to react.
"She has become stronger than before."
Hiding among the Heavenly Prides, the three people including Qin Tian exchanged glances, their eyes filled with shock and horror.
Long Shaoyu, who was watching the battle, also squinted his eyes—it seemed he must reevaluate this bratty kid.
Lang Tianya's face changed slightly, thinking if that little phoenix had attacked him, he probably wouldn't have been able to react in time either.
