Wang Daoyuan was a little dazed. This person called himself a traitor and traitor, and he was probably from the Zhao family.
But calling yourself a princess is a big problem.
Emperor Zhao Lie has been dead for more than four hundred years, and this woman is only about a hundred years old. How can she be a princess?
He asked in confusion: "Which country are you a princess from? Why did you slander my Wang family as rebellious officials and traitors?"
The woman said angrily: "I am the granddaughter of Emperor Lie of Zhao and the daughter of the new king of Zhao.
Your Wang family was originally a minister of my Zhao family, and the three sects committed regicide and rebelled.
You, the Wang family, don’t want to put down the rebellion, but you throw yourself under the command of the Netherworld Sect, what are you if you don’t have rebellious ministers and traitors?”
Now Wang Daoyuan was even more confused: "After Emperor Zhao Lie's death, the ninth prince was the only one who received the support of the Zhao family's forces, but he did not proclaim himself emperor. Where did the new king of Zhao come from?"
The woman said proudly: "The new king of Zhao is naturally the sixth son of Emperor Lie."
Now Wang Daoyuan couldn't hold back his laughter: "Are you talking about the long-legged prince who only knows how to run away?
He had more than a dozen masters from the Zhao family in his possession, but his eldest brother was besieged, but he just stood by and watched his brother being killed.
After that, he did not want to avenge his father and brother, but he only wanted to escape to Linhai Prefecture to save his life.
When he escaped, my ancestor jumped up a level and instantly killed the Supreme Elder of Canyang Palace. The pursuers lost all courage.
The long-legged prince brought several golden elixirs with him, plus the golden elixir monks who came to support him. He had the upper hand but did not dare to take action. He just wanted to escape.
Can such a person become emperor?
The long-legged prince has not been crowned king. You are not qualified to be a princess, so don’t call yourself a princess."
There was a burst of laughter in the auditorium, and all the forces knew what happened in Zhao State back then.
There are three princes of the Lie Emperor, the eldest prince is benevolent, the ninth prince is resolute, but the sixth prince is a loser.
He is cruel and ruthless, but he is still a cowardless person.
As soon as the three major sects regarded him as their target, he immediately ran away before they started fighting.
The nickname of this long-legged prince is just right.
The ancient palace master laughed so much that tears came out. This statement of the Wang family was a break with the sixth prince.
The Ninth Prince's lineage is not exposed, and the one that is threatening is the Sixth Prince's lineage.
The Wang family's break with the Sixth Prince was equivalent to a break with the Zhao family, so he was naturally very happy.
Wang Daoyuan never thought about having anything to do with the Sixth Prince. Even if he stayed behind, he would still be dealing with the Ninth Prince's lineage.
At least people of the Ninth Prince's lineage have brains and responsibility.
The elder of Cangyang Palace next to him didn't look very good.
The two families were quarreling, why did they bring out the ancestors of Canyang Palace?
When the sixth prince's daughter heard her father being scolded, she became furious and was about to take action.
Master Ningshuang coughed lightly and said: "Qingshuang, don't be rude."
Zhao Qingshuang calmed down for a while, then angrily said: "The Yuquan Peak of your Wang family was a reward from my grandfather. If you eat the emperor's salary, you must be loyal to the emperor.
How dare you insult your Majesty, what are you if you are not a rebellious minister and a traitor?"
Wang Daoyuan said disdainfully: "Emperor Zhao Lie rewarded Yuquan Peak because of my ancestor's merit in killing monsters.
At that time, my Wang family had one Jindan, three Zifu, and more than 20 foundation builders.
After the war, our Wang family only had one severely injured Zifu monk and two Foundation-building monks. The seriously injured Zifu monk did not survive long.
My ancestor killed five Jindan monks for your Zhao family, and he ranks first in terms of merit.
After the long-legged prince escaped, the ninth prince was also defeated by the three major sects. His subordinates either fled to dangerous places or surrendered to the three major sects.
My Wang family persisted until the end, and Yuquan Peak was the last piece of territory that Zhao State lost.
The Wang family does not owe the Zhao family, but the long-legged prince owes my ancestor his life.
My ancestor was once a minister of Emperor Zhao Lie, and was a minister of the Ninth Prince, but he had never been a minister of the Long-Legged Prince.
Where does the idea of insulting your superior come from?"
This time the name of Cangyang Palace was not mentioned, and the monks from Cangyang Palace who came to congratulate him felt much better.
The monk wearing a five-color phoenix-patterned robe looked at Zhao Qingshuang and said disdainfully: "If my Zhou family has such a minister, it would be nothing to break the earth and become a king, and to enjoy the Ancestral Temple.
Why did you become a rebellious minister and traitor when it came to your Zhao family's mouth?
The Zhao family royal family is so ignorant of good and evil, it would be strange if they do not perish."
The monks from various factions present also deeply agreed.
Zhao Qingshuang looked at the monk named Zhou and did not dare to say anything.
After all, Zhou and Qin are first-rate powers second only to the top powers.
The Zhou State had been established for tens of thousands of years, and its foundation was so deep that it was difficult for the Qin State to compare with it.
Back then, the Zhao State was considered a first-class powerful country, but now the Zhao family doesn't have much left, so they have no right to argue with others.
She turned to look at Wang Daoyuan angrily: "Wang family thief, do you dare to fight with me?"
Wang Daoyuan said disdainfully: "I dare not call you invincible at the same level, but it won't take much effort to deal with you."
The two of them arrived outside the auditorium. Outside was a huge square.
This is the location of the core organization of Shenbing Pavilion, and every building is protected by formations.
The early monks of Zi Mansion were unable to shake these buildings.
The two of them came outside the auditorium, and everyone else also walked out of the auditorium to watch the excitement.
Zhao Qingshuang held back her anger and took action first.
She waved her right hand, and three ice swords appeared out of thin air, killing Wang Daoyuan.
After all, Zhao Qingshuang is the direct descendant of Jin Dan, and Wang Daoyuan does not dare to be careless.
After connecting with the White Tiger Blade, before taking action, it was time to test the power of the White Tiger Blade with Zhao Qingshuang.
Wang Daoyuan stood with his hands behind his back, and after taking out the white tiger blade, the sword flashed with cold light.
A sword light flew out, and the three ice swords shattered into ice shards all over the sky.
Master Lei Yan looked happy, while Master Ningshuang looked a little ugly.
Zhao Qingshuang took out a long sword. The long sword was completely transparent and looked like it was carved from a piece of ice. There was still a faint mist on the sword.
Wang Daoyuan was so envious that he almost drooled. This was a long sword made from Xuanbing chalcedony.
The Zhao family, a down-and-out royal family, can still have such financial resources.
She waved her long sword, and a cold wind, wrapped in ice mist, hit Wang Daoyuan.
Wang Daoyuan immediately used Yunyan Escape, crossed the void, avoided the ice and fog, and retreated more than a mile away.
The clouds and mist left behind by the cloud smoke instantly turned into flying snow all over the sky.
Although this move is powerful, it doesn't require all your strength.
He took out the prairie fire sword and slashed out huge waves of flames with the sword.
Flame Wave Slash is a third-level spell that is not popular on the market, and it is definitely not good enough to deal with Zhao Qingshuang.
Moreover, the huge wave of flames he slashed stayed in front of his eyes, not like an attack at all, and some monks on the sidelines also showed disdain.
Zhao Qingshuang continued to use ice attribute spell attacks, and Wang Daoyuan controlled the White Tiger Blade to block all attacks.
After slashing out more than ten flame waves, a wall of fire that was a hundred feet wide, more than ten feet high, and five or six feet thick appeared in front of him.
Then he used the magic of divine fire to burn the sky, condensing the shadow of Bi Fang, a divine bird with a wingspan of only more than ten feet.
Bi Fang's shadow fluttered its wings repeatedly on the fire wall, and a fire whirlwind appeared out of thin air, drawing away the flames on the fire wall.
After absorbing the flames, Bi Fang's shadow quickly grew in size, and his wingspan quickly exceeded a hundred feet.
After taking away all the flames, Bi Fang's virtual figure fluttered its wings and pounced towards Zhao Qingshuang.
Zhao Qingshuang repeated his old trick, and the cold wind mixed with ice mist swept towards Bifang's shadow.
Bi Fang's shadow flapped its wings, and two balls of flame flew out.
Flames and ice mist entangled together, forming a red and white cyclone.
After a few breaths, the flames and ice mist disappeared.
Wang Daoyuan was not idle either, and continued to swing the prairie fire sword, creating huge waves of flames, replenishing Bi Fang's shadow with spiritual power.
Zhao Qingshuang used ice swords and ice rain, but they were all resolved by Bi Fang's shadow and white tiger blade.
She was extremely anxious. She couldn't win quickly with ordinary means, and she would definitely lose if she fought against the Five Spiritual Roots.
What's more, Wang Daoyuan also has a White Tiger Blade that has never shown its true strength.
She threw the long sword in her hand, and the long sword flew into the sky wrapped in the cold wind and ice mist.
Then, a black cloud appeared out of thin air, and a cold wind blew around.
The flames on Bi Fang's shadow were weakening rapidly.
Soon, countless three-inch-long ice swords fell from the black clouds.