But Fang Zhixing smiled grimly and directly announced: "You lost."
Clang~
Iron shackles fell from the sky, seemingly appearing out of thin air, clasping onto Deng Jinxiu's body.
His wrists suddenly sank, and his neck was bent downwards.
With a thud, Deng Jinxiu directly knelt, falling to Fang Zhixing's feet, utterly suppressed.
"These shackles are..."
Deng Jinxiu felt a chill in his heart, his expression instantly filled with fear and unease.
At this moment, he faintly guessed Fang Zhixing's identity.
"The Heavenly Prison, how could it be..."
The fighting spirit within him, like a sandcastle under crashing waves, collapsed and scattered in an instant.
No matter how strong the Xiafei Sect is, what does it amount to in front of the Heavenly Court?
Deng Jinxiu lamented endlessly in his heart.
Frankly, if he had known earlier that Fang Zhixing had connections with the Heavenly Court, he wouldn't have dared to fight back at all.
