Unparalleled in the world: the princess is too arrogant

Chapter 124 The sky is the mirror, the earth is the witness, I will divorce you! (4)
"It's a deal." What Ling Wushuang said next surprised even Nangong Ye, "It will not be so easy if you want to renege on your debt."

"Okay, it's a deal." Hearing Ling Wushuang's slightly sarcastic words, Nangong Ye was slightly annoyed, and even kindly reminded: "You have to think clearly."

She dared to agree, so don't blame him for being merciless, she just wanted to break off the engagement with him?He just didn't like her, when he won, he would make this ignorant woman kneel down and beg for mercy!
"I can agree to this, is this Ling Wushuang crazy?"

"That's right. I'm afraid she doesn't know. The Seventh Prince has not only cultivated profound energy since he was a child, he is also proficient in their own hidden weapons, swords, swords and sticks. They are all proficient in everything."

Everyone was very puzzled. If it was a comparison of profound strength, Ling Wushuang had a better chance of winning, but if she lost her profound strength and fought with swords, swords, fists and feet, she, a weak woman, could compare to someone who had practiced external skills since she was a child. Nangong Ye?
Ji Yunyang, on the other hand, held back his smile, filled his glass and prepared to watch a good show.

"Ye'er." Nangong Qi murmured disapprovingly, and after a while, he waved his hand, "Tap as far as it goes, don't hurt anyone."

Outside the main hall of the imperial palace, there is a fairly spacious flat ground, covered with black stone floor, and the moonlight pours down, like an open-air platform.

Nangong Qi stood in the middle, with envoys from various countries, Ling family, Jiang family and others on both sides. On the black stone floor in front of him, two figures stood facing each other, and the battle was about to break out.

Nangongye's eyes were dark and fluctuating, "Ling Wushuang, my highness is giving you one last chance to take back what you just said."

Even if he wanted to regret the marriage, he was the one to bring it up!
"No need, you should worry more about yourself." Ling Wushuang smiled slightly.

Nangong Ye shook his sleeves violently, "Then you, just show me!"

As soon as the words fell, Nangong Ye suddenly disappeared in place!

The shadow of the lamp flickered, and around Ling Wushuang, several dark blue figures were erratic. Nangong Ye's figure was fast, really fast, so fast that people couldn't tell whether it was the shadow of the lamp or an illusion.

Ling Wushuang stood calmly on the black stone floor, his brows moved slightly, this Nangong Ye was really tricky, no wonder he was so arrogant.

Suddenly, a pair of hands came out from Ling Wushuang's back, in the shape of a hand knife, and slashed at her most vulnerable neck. The wind was fierce, and everyone gasped. This seventh prince is for real!
However, what is even more eye-popping is that Ling Wushuang's light left side quickly avoided this attack, and then turned from defense to attack, and a dagger slipped from her sleeve He drew a beautiful arc in the air, and slashed at Nangongye's neck with his backhand!

Nangong Ye's reaction was also extremely fast. With a sudden swing of his slender arm, he just hit Ling Wushuang's wrist, and jumped out more than a foot with his strength.

The two figures collided and separated quickly.

After a few tricks, the feeling in Nangong Ye's heart at this time can no longer be described as shock. He can be sure that Ling Wushuang didn't use profound strength, that is to say, she actually fought him without using her divine sense. A tie!

how can that be!

Ji Yunyang shook his head secretly, this is just the beginning.

"Ling Wushuang, you have some skills." Nangong Ye secretly gritted his teeth and raised his hand to wipe it. The silver jade belt turned into a sword light in an instant, and he held it in his hand.

"Silver Star Soft Sword!" Outside the arena, someone with eyesight immediately recognized what was in Nangong Ye's hand, "It is the Silver Star Soft Sword."

The silver star soft sword, which cuts iron like mud, is slightly less precious than the Ziwei soft sword, and it is actually in the hands of the Seventh Prince!
Everyone understands, no wonder the Seventh Prince is so sure, with such a magical weapon to help, Nangong Ye is like a tiger with wings added, won't Ling Wushuang become meat on the chopping board?

"Come on, let me see what skills you have." Nangong Ye pointed his sword at the sky, kicked the ground hard, and the floor shattered in response, stabbing towards Ling Wushuang in the shadow of swords and swords.

Ling Wushuang's red lips hooked lightly, and instead of retreating, she advanced. Amidst everyone's panic, her legs ran quickly, and she even ran towards Nangong Ye!
Nangong Ye was a little surprised. He defended with one hand and attacked with the other, and handled it quite cautiously.

When everyone thought that the two were about to collide, Ling Wushuang leaned sideways and almost passed Nangong Ye's face. The dagger in his hand stabbed at his gate of life at a rather tricky angle go!

"What!" The person in front of him disappeared in a blink of an eye. Nangong Ye's eyes widened slightly. After realizing it, he quickly leaned back, and a burst of cold air, like cold water dripping on his body, almost passed by his neck. At the same time, The silver star soft sword in Nangongye's hand was bent to support the ground, preventing him from falling unsteadily.

Ling Wushuang's red lips hooked lightly, brushing past him, fighting in close quarters, only an idiot would choose a sword.

Ling Wushuang's petite body, like a loach, clings to Nangong Ye tightly, her slender arms swing quickly, and the dagger in her hand cuts, slashes, stabs, chops, every attack is directed towards Nangong Ye's unexpected direction. go.

Nangong Ye returned to the defense again and again, in a panic, but he couldn't get rid of Ling Wushuang's entanglement. After a while, there were many colors on his arms and chest.

"My God, what a fast speed." The people around were overwhelmed, and almost no one could keep up with Ling Wushuang's movements, and their eyes were blinking.

"Tsk tsk." Ji Yunyang shook his head. He didn't know what to throw into his mouth. He chewed on his own while still tsk tsk, "It's really tragic."

He knew that Nangong Ye could only be abused.

"Shut up!" Concubine Jiang stared at Ji Yunyang ferociously, his son would not lose.

Ji Yunyang shrugged nonchalantly, touched the tip of his nose, "If you don't say it, don't say it."

I don't know if it's because I've been with Ling Wushuang for a long time, or what, but Ji Yunyang's innocent face is very embarrassing.

"Yeah—" someone exclaimed.

"pit--"

The dagger collided with the soft sword, and there was a crisp clang. Nangong Ye dodged in embarrassment, stepped back again and again, and stared at the black stone floor with one foot, only then did he lose his unsteady strength.

Because of anger, Nangong Ye's dark eyes were stained with a layer of scarlet color, his chest heaved and heaved, and he kept panting heavily, while Ling Wushuang, calm and composed, flipped his dexterous body back, slightly Qu, the dagger grazed the inkstone floor and fell to the ground.

"Is this the weak woman you said?"

Who said just now that Ling Wushuang is a weak woman after shedding her profound energy, this is simply a one-sided torture! ?Still facing the Seventh Prince who has practiced external skills since childhood.

Before Nangong Ye's figure had stabilized completely, Ling Wushuang lowered and bent his knees, without giving him any chance to breathe, quickly accumulating energy, his dexterous body, jumped out, flipped his wrist, and stabbed his vitals with the dagger in his hand.

(End of this chapter)