Chapter 1564 This marriage, the king does not agree
Chapter 1564: I don’t agree with this marriage
Yanzhi's long sword was swung out with as much force as a broken bamboo, extremely sharp.
When Feng Danyuan tried to avoid him, he couldn't help but secretly praise him: What a sword, what a skill!
If he had not broken through the ninth and tenth levels of "Cang Hai Lu", Nan Ming's skills might be comparable to his - but there is no hypothesis in this world that he would have mastered the tenth level of "Cang Hai Lu".
One move, two moves, three moves, every move is fatal.
Feng Danyuan's eyes became colder and colder.
Nan Ming's moves were not practiced in a regular manner, but improved rapidly in the life-and-death fight.
That is a way to put people in a desperate situation of life and death and forcefully force out their potential. In that situation, the person is not a person, but a murderous blade. Either use 100% of the force to kill the life, or the sword destroys the person and dies.
There is no third option, and there can be no soft-heartedness.
"The lord of Mocheng, Yang Liao, is well-deserved." Feng Danyuan sneered and stabbed Nanming with a dead branch.
Nanming responded with a sword.
The dead branch injected with the internal energy of "Canghailu" collided with the Yanzhi sword. A huge adhesive force brought the two together.
The momentum of the dead branches is like a rainbow, showing the power of destroying the Yan branch.
Nan Ming used ten of his strength to be able to withstand the overbearing inner strength on the dead branches. His face suddenly turned pale, and his eyes were also dark.
Feng Danyuan didn't use much strength. Seeing this situation, he gathered some of his inner energy.
He just wanted to test Nan Ming's strength and had no intention of hurting him - of course, that would be another matter if Nan Ming committed suicide himself.
After another five or six moves like this, Feng Danyuan suddenly activated "Canghailu", the dead branch split into several pieces, entangled the Yanzhi, and hooked it over. He stretched out his other hand to catch the sword.
A piece of dead branch was pressed against Nan Ming's neck. With just a little force, it could pierce his neck.
"You lost." Feng Danyuan said.
At this time, he also confirmed one thing: Nanming in this life did not have Chi You's supernatural power.
Nanming suppressed the boiling Qi and blood in his body and the blood that was about to gush out of his throat, and said calmly: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your teaching."
Feng Danyuan threw away the dead branches and swallow branches in his hands, and said in a cold voice: "Today, I will only ask you one question. For other matters, I will give you three days to think clearly. After you have thought about it, you can come to me."
king."
Feng Danyuan's eyes were bright: "Are you asking to marry Wei Huan because of Prince Yan's Palace and Prince Chen's Palace, or because of Feng Wei Huan?"
Nanming took a deep breath, swallowed the blood in his throat and said, "I am very happy and want to be with her forever and grow old together."
There was no trace of dodge or calculation in his amber pupils.
Feng Danyuan's lips curled up slightly, and he smiled coldly: "For the sake of your ability to follow my tricks, I will tell you that I want to marry my sister. I have no idea about this marriage."
agree."
The veins on Nanming's forehead trembled, and his eyes suddenly turned cold: "I don't care whether you agree or not, I must marry you happily."
Feng Danyuan sneered: "A dead person cannot marry a living person. If you insist, I won't mind giving you a ride."
The energy and blood that had finally been suppressed in Nan Ming's body started to boil again, and he said coldly: "Feng Danyuan, I will definitely live well and marry happily."
"Do you have that ability?"
Feng Danyuan lightly raised his index finger, and the dead branches that split into pieces on the ground were broken into powder. When his index finger fell, a wind started on the ground, and the powder scattered and disappeared.
