Urban Spirit Sword Fairy

Chapter 1463 King Conferring Ceremony

"Because we have Zhao Lingxing in Qi State." Jiang Wenlong said lightly: "And your Yan State, on the battlefield, the only one who is worthy of use and can fight Zhao Lingxing is Xiao Yuanjing."

"However, Xiao Yuanjing only has [-] soldiers in his hands, while General Zhao Lingxing has a million troops." Jiang Wenlong said: "His Majesty the Emperor Yan, divided into Dalin County. Although it has the name of ceding land, it doesn't sound very good, but it is better than subjugation. .”

After finishing speaking, Jiang Wenlong saw that Emperor Yan did not speak anymore, and he said: "Since His Majesty Yan Emperor is determined, then I will take my leave."

Jiang Wenlong turned and left. Not long after he left, Emperor Yan coughed violently: "You bastard! The Qi State is deceiving people too much! How dare a mere crown prince say such arrogant words to me!"

Huang Zishi said softly from the side: "Your Majesty, don't get angry, don't get angry."

Emperor Yan clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and said, "The order will go on, whoever wins Jiang Wenlong today, I will have a big reward!!!"

"What." Huang Zishi was stunned for a moment, and he said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, didn't we discuss before that we wouldn't hurt Jiang Wenlong?"

"Hmph." Emperor Yan said coldly: "He has such an obvious fighting spirit, do you really think that Yan Kingdom is easy to bully?"

"Yes."

Huang Zishi nodded slightly.

……

The king conferring ceremony is actually quite boring, just some rules and etiquettes of the Yan Kingdom.

Finally, the tedious ceremony ended, and it was already noon, and the sun was shining brightly.

Wang Gouzi also stepped off the high platform and returned to his seat.

Originally, the king conferring ceremony was just a formality, nothing too important.

At this time, Huang Zishi stepped onto the high platform, with his hands behind his back, glanced at the masters of the three major factions, and said loudly: "Everyone should know that Jiang Wenlong, the crown prince of Qi State, came to my country of Yan, and wanted to make friends with martial arts, and compete with each other. some."

"This is a good thing. His Majesty the Emperor Yan ordered that if any monk can win Jiang Wenlong today, he will have a big reward!"

Hearing this, the monks below were a little stunned.

The monks of the three major sects are all masters under the age of 30, elite. Before they came, they also heard that this Jiang Wenlong was very powerful.

However, the elders of the Shimen specifically instructed not to really hurt the prince, winning or losing is not important.

But now, His Majesty Yanhuang has changed his oral order.

What's the situation?

Everyone is a little weird.

At this time, Jiang Wenlong was wearing casual clothes, carrying a sword behind his back, and stepped onto the ring, looking very heroic.

Lin Fan was sitting under the stage. At this moment, a person came by at some point.

"Brother, you are here too."

Hearing this voice, Lin Fan felt a little familiar, and followed the voice to look over.

It was the one who disguised herself as a man before.

She was wearing a court dress at this time, Lin Fan was speechless, how did this girl get in here?And he was still wearing an official uniform, so he wasn't afraid of being discovered.

"Brother, I didn't expect to meet again so soon." Lin Fan said with a smile, not pointing out the matter of this woman disguised as a man.

But this guy is pretty good-looking, and I'm afraid he is one of the most beautiful women in women's clothing.

She whispered: "Didn't I come here to watch the excitement? I heard that the prince of Qi State came to challenge the masters of the three major factions of Yan State. What an exciting thing."

Lin Fan smiled, did not speak, and looked at the stage.

On the stage, Huang Zishi had already descended. At this time, a disciple of about 30 years old, wearing the costume of Wushuang Sword School, jumped up and onto the high platform.

"Wushuang Sword Sect, Huaxing." The young man said, "Xie Xianjing's late cultivation base."

"Late stage solution to Wonderland." Jiang Wenlong looked at it and said with a chuckle, "That's fine, it's also good as an appetizer."

Hua Xing frowned. He was only 30 years old, and he had already reached the late stage of Jiexian Realm. Even in the Wushuang Sword Sect, he was a rare genius. Although Jiang Wenlong was the pinnacle of Jiexian Realm, he shouldn't be so arrogant!

But Hua Xing also sneered in his heart, this guy is the most arrogant, the more arrogant he is, the more flaws he will have in the future.

Huaxing pulled out a sword from his back, pointed at Jiang Wenlong: "Draw your sword!"

Jiang Wenlong put his left hand on his back, and stretched out two fingers on his right hand: "You are not qualified to let me draw a sword."

As soon as this sentence was said, it was immediately full of force.

"It's really convincing."

"It's really convincing."

Lin Fan and the girl at the side disguised as a man couldn't help saying in unison.

"Heroes really see the same thing." The girl said to Lin Fan, "By the way, what's your name? I'm so familiar, I don't know yet."

"Lin Fan." Lin Fan's face darkened, he didn't seem to know you very well.

"My name is Zhou Qianwen." The girl said, "Zhou Chuan's Zhou."

"Zhou Qianwen, good name." Lin Fan nodded, and looked up the stage again.

Zhou Qianwen said in a low voice: "Brother, tell me, this Jiang Wenlong is so good at pretending, how many tricks can he have against this Huaxing?"

"I don't know." Lin Fan shook his head and said, "No matter how you say it, this Huaxing is also a master disciple of the Wushuang Sword Sect, so there should be no way to find out."

"Brother Lin, you said..."

Lin Fan was speechless, this guy is too annoying, right?

This time is a rare opportunity to observe the specific strength of the masters in the Kunlun area, but there is an annoying spirit next to him.

Hua Xing's complexion darkened, and he said, "Since you are so rampant, Prince, then I won't be polite."

After finishing speaking, Hua Xing waved the long sword in his hand, and slashed at Jiang Wenlong.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Jiang Wenlong's mouth. He saw Huaxing's offensive clearly, and easily dodged all Huaxing's attacks.

"Sword Control! Flowing Light Sword Art!" Hua Xing didn't care if he would hurt Jiang Wenlong or not.

One is that Emperor Yan promised a great reward, and the other is that this guy didn't draw his sword, which made him look down on him too much.

Hua Xing, as a master disciple of the Wushuang Sword Sect, is also a person with outstanding talents.

Around Huaxing's body, six sword qi bloomed, and they flew towards Jiang Wenlong in an instant.

Only then did Jiang Wenlong's eyes light up, and he said, "Is this the unique skill of the Wushuang Sword School inherited from Mount Shu? Not bad."

Lin Fan was stunned when he saw this, it was the first time he saw it.

This is the weakened version of the Yuqi Transformation Sword.

The six sword qi surged towards Jiang Wenlong.

A faint sneer appeared on the corner of Jiang Wenlong's mouth, and the magic power in his body gushed out, forming a shield.

These six sword qis struck the shield, but they had no effect.

Can't even break the shield.

"What ability do you have?" Jiang Wenlong asked proudly: "Otherwise, if I make a move, you won't even have the ability to resist."

"It can really pretend!"

Lin Fan and Zhou Qianwen spoke again in unison.

Huaxing's face turned red, and he could feel the huge gap between himself and Jiang Wenlong.

If it goes on like this, I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to match him. Could it be that he used that trick?

Hua Xing shouted: "Control swordsmanship! Ten thousand swords return to the sect!"

(End of this chapter)