The fourth thousand and eighty-fourth chapter is silent
The envoys of the Crazy Sword Sea were stunned.
Nie Qinghong wants to challenge the crown prince of the Sword Dynasty? This has never been told to them!
"Miss, we are here to marry the Sword Dynasty on the order of the master. You should also marry His Highness the Crown Prince, whether you want it or not, you should know this..."
An elder stood up and stepped forward, forcing a smile and saying.
"What? Am I a puppet of the Crazy Sword Sea? I'm at your mercy? I'm willing to come here, and I've given my father and the Crazy Sword Sea some face. Don't you think that's enough?"
Nie Qinghong snorted coldly and looked at Lin Yang: "Prince, if you have the ability, defeat me. From now on, I will not only be your woman, but also my life will be yours. But if you don't have this ability and are not my opponent, then
I can only say that you are not worthy of being my husband, do you understand?"
Having said that, the prince has to fight even if he doesn't want to.
The faces of the people of the Sword Dynasty were all focused on the prince.
For a time, countless pairs of eyes focused on the past.
Lin Yang frowned, naturally feeling very unhappy.
I originally planned to come here to do something perfunctory, but I never expected to encounter this kind of trouble.
"Although my son is a prince for a time, he usually takes the important affairs of the country as his own responsibility and neglects his cultivation. Girl, I think the martial arts competition should be forgotten. If you are willing to marry, then marry. If you don't want to marry, I won't.
Will force you!"
At this time, the king smiled and spoke.
"Your Majesty, you are humble. Qinghong has long heard of the reputation of the prince. He is the leader among the younger generation of the Sword Dynasty. The main purpose of Qinghong coming here today is to compete with the prince! If the prince can win, Qinghong will be the best."
Marry, and I will marry willingly, and I hope that your majesty, the prince, will make it happen!"
Nie Qinghong said with a serious face.
"Hahahaha, the girl is so interesting! That's all! That's all!"
The monarch laughed heartily, and then said to Lin Yang: "Prince, Miss Nie said this, just have fun with it!"
The monarch did not think that the prince could not defeat Nie Qinghong. He knew that the prince had been practicing various forbidden arts and even used living people to make elixirs for practice.
Although these were not stated openly, the monarch tacitly approved of them.
How could a prince who was proficient in forbidden arts not be able to defeat a young girl?
Lin Yang sighed secretly, unable to escape.
Having no choice but to bite the bullet and stand up.
"Since you, a woman, want to see my methods, I will help you!"
Lin Yang pretended to be arrogant and domineering, stood up straight, and said expressionlessly: "Where shall we fight?"
"I hope you can use your full strength. This banquet hall is too small. Let's go out and compete."
Nie Qinghong hummed.
"good!"
Lin Yang nodded and walked straight out, but his heart was filled with doubts.
The prince of the Sword Dynasty must be good at sword moves.
Although he is good at sword moves, how can these sword moves be compared with the sword skills of the Sword Dynasty? The way out is too big and easy to see.
In this way, once the identity is exposed, problems will inevitably arise.
what to do?
Lin Yang frowned, thinking about countermeasures.
Suddenly, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and he strode towards the outside of the banquet hall.
Nie Qinghong squinted her eyes and hummed, then raised the knife.
The guests at the scene flocked to the outside of Jianqing Palace, even the concubines, maids, and eunuchs all looked up.
"Your Majesty, this time the people from the Wild Sword Sea came to get married, they also wanted to find our Sword Dynasty as a backer, but this stinky girl doesn't seem to think highly of our Sword Dynasty! It just so happened that His Highness took action to teach her a lesson! It would also help to build up the prestige of our Sword Dynasty.
!”
A minister raised his hands and boasted to the king.
"That's right, our Majesty is wise and powerful, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has received His Majesty's inheritance. He is also an extremely talented and gifted king!"
"In the final analysis, His Majesty's training is the best!"
"Without His Majesty's wisdom, how could His Majesty be where he is today?"
"That's right!"
All the ministers flattered him one after another.
The king laughed heartily and was in a very good mood.
Soon, it was in the open space outside the palace.
Lin Yang held a long sword in his hand and stood opposite Nie Qinghong.
The chatter around him gradually became quieter.
All eyes were focused on the two of them.
"Come on, I'll let you do it first!"
Nie Qinghong unsheathed her sword and stared at Lin Yangdao expressionlessly.
"How can that be done? How can a woman give in to a man? You go first!"
Lin Yang said with a nonchalant attitude.
"Humph, machismo!"
Nie Qinghong snorted coldly: "Your Highness, I have heard a lot about you! I know what kind of person you are. In fact, being your wife has too many things to bear! If it were any other woman,
Neither of them is willing, and neither am I! But for the sake of the sect and for my father, I have to do this! But I don’t want to wrong myself, so this duel is my last struggle!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she took steps and walked towards Lin Yang.
"So, I won't show mercy. If you want me to take action first! Then you have to be careful! Go all out!"
The voice fell.
Whoosh!
Nie Qinghong burst out with endless sword intent, and people rushed towards Lin Yang like a strong wind.
In an instant, the bright moon dimmed and the storm became violent.
Nie Qinghong was like a shooting star, an unstoppable rainbow, attacking Lin Yang straight.
Lin Yang's eyes were clear, but he immediately looked panicked and quickly drew his sword to fight back.
But facing Nie Qinghong's violent and chaotic impact, it was already too late to resist.
Buzz....
The sharp long sword seemed to cut through the night sky, rolled up against the afterimage, passed Lin Yang's sword, and touched his neck directly.
