Chapter 1967 The purpose of the prehistoric sect is to support justice
Ji Ning stared at Huangfu Yun who was holding a mad sword with widened eyes. Her face was dull and she felt embarrassed, but there was a wanton and ferocious look in her eyes.
"You, a warrior from the lower realm who is no better than a pig or a dog, do you really think that by wearing the clothes of the Steel Sword Sect, you can be arrogant in the ancient world?"
Ji Ning sneered and said, "Huangfu Yun, I'll give you a chicken feather and you'll use it as a command arrow?"
The situation in the palace changed and people were caught off guard.
"A warrior from the lower realm dares to ask you, Ji Ning, to never come back."
The knife in Huangfu Yun's hand was pointed at Ji Ning, "If you can't defeat the people you say are worse than pigs and dogs, then who are you?"
Chu Yue slowly opened her eyes, her red lips parted slightly, and let out a breath of turbid air. Her evil eyes glanced at Ji Ning. Ji Ning met those eyes inadvertently, but she couldn't contain her heartbeat.
She lazily stood up, slightly raised her eyebrows, and said jokingly: "The purpose of the ancient sect is to support justice, to punish evil and promote good, and to do things for heaven. When we step on the road, we will follow the road in our hearts.
It is to eliminate harm for the people, to protect a place of heaven and earth, and a corner of the people. If the warriors from the lower world do not have human rights, what qualifications does the entire human race have to stand in the wilderness? If the Emperor of Humanity had not sacrificed his life for righteousness, he sought for the survival of tens of millions of human warriors, sought human rights, and allowed the human race to be free.
There is a place to stand and breathe in the world occupied by various beast clans. Do you, Ji Ning, have the destiny to trample on the same kind of people at will? If you want to classify the human race into high and low, then you, Ji Ning, are to the upper world.
, what is it again?”
"you……"
Ji Ning's face turned extremely ugly.
Being pointed at and scolded by two warriors from the lower realm was the greatest shame in her life.
"I, the warriors of the lower realm, have strong iron bones. I dare to look directly at the gods who raise their heads three feet up. I dare to face the Yama of the Nine Netherworlds and Ten Palaces. The strong wind cannot blow away the dignity they deserve, and the swords of evildoers cannot break them. They want to protect their homes.
The arrogance of the Wei Kingdom. If anyone makes trouble out of nothing and humiliates them as pigs or dogs with their own prejudices, doesn't it mean that the sect that established its destiny for the people in the ancient times is colluding with them, or is it blindly protecting a group of beasts? It seems that
In your eyes, Ji Ning, the so-called decent people from famous families are all sanctimonious?"
The sound of Chu Yue sounded like a loud bell, spreading outside the Dragon Palace.
Outside, Long Feiyan's silver-white boots rested on the bright ground piled with gems.
She looked at the figure inside that was as straight as a pine tree, and listened to the heroic words, which were sonorous and could rival the wind and frost.
After a few words, Ji Ning was convicted.
Ji Ning was in a daze for a moment, her face filled with anger.
When it comes to her sharp tongue and ability to confuse right and wrong, she cannot compare to this savage mortal woman from the lower world.
But Ji Ning's self-esteem and majesty cannot be challenged.
"Ye Chuyue, you talk nonsense and are arrogant. How can you allow people like you to do evil in the world? I will do justice to heaven and accept your life."
Ji Ning struck out the ice with ten palms, like a violent storm falling suddenly.
"boom!"
There was a huge sound, accompanied by a dragon's roar that was even more pleasant than the sound of silk bamboo.
However, he saw a silver-white light blade rushing out of the Dragon Palace, easily shattering Ji Ning's ten palms of ice into clouds of smoke.
Ji Ning felt the strong breath and power, and felt suffocated for a moment as if being strangled. She suddenly raised her eyelids and looked outside the hall.
Chu Yue pursed her lips slightly and looked sideways.
But he saw Long Feiyan approaching slowly, and his silvery-white clothes danced in the hot wind of the island.
"I've met the eldest princess——"
In the Dragon Palace, the members of the Longyin tribe knelt down one after another to salute.
When Ji Ning learned that the woman in front of her was the Yunxiao Double-winged Dragon, she couldn't help but swallow her saliva, and immediately forced out an ugly smile, clasped her fists and nodded: "Ji Ning, the Spirit Immortal Sword Sect, is honored to witness the princess's majestic appearance."
"Who is causing trouble in the Holy Land of Dragon Palace?" Long Feiyan asked casually.
Ji Ning immediately pointed at Chu Yue, "Your Highness, she is the one who caused the trouble. Please punish her."
With a "whoosh" sound, Ji Ning's body left the spot and was pulled forward by an extremely powerful force.
The next moment, her neck fell into Long Feiyan's hands.
Long Feiyan raised it high, glanced at it indifferently, and said, "I don't seem to have any brains?"
Ji Ning's neck was clenched tightly, and she could not speak with her mouth open.
The leader of the Lingxian Sword Sect, wearing an evil ghost mask, bent down and said, "Princess Feiyan, I'm sorry, it's a disciple of our sect who doesn't know the etiquette. Since she dares to commit an offense on Longyin Island, please give Princess Feiyan a good punishment."
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Long Feiyan tugged his lips and smiled mockingly and coldly.
She threw Ji Ning to the ground with an expressionless face, took the handkerchief handed by the maid and wiped Ji Ning's hand, "The disciples of the Lingxian Sword Sect are getting worse from generation to generation."
"That's what the princess said." The man in the evil ghost mask replied in a deep voice.
Long Feiyan threw away the wiped handkerchief and it fell on Ji Ning's face, just like covering a corpse.
Then he looked at Chu Yue and said: "Practice more moderately, otherwise, you will be charged for the spiritual power on the island."
The corner of Chu Yue's mouth twitched fiercely, but she didn't know that Long Feiyan was still a dragon who liked to make cold jokes...
Long Feiyan unexpectedly saw the little baby next to the giant ghost, his amethyst-like eyes looking at her, full of innocence and purity without impurities.
Suddenly, his silver-white pupils shone with a glint of light.