The cold aura on Mo Chuan's body was even more dignified than Chu Shaoyang's, and at the same time, there was a chilling killing intent in the air. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

He stood motionless, gently put Shen Ning down, and then pushed behind him, this action made Chu Shaoyang even more angry.

"Your princess, what qualifications do you have to say about her your princess?" Mo Chuan's voice was colder than Chu Shaoyang's, and he said every word, sonorous and powerful, "You slapped a concubine away without asking for any reason, and you watched her fall from the air but didn't save her, why do you say that she is your princess! How can you have the face to open your mouth!"

He scolded so much that the people around him were stunned.

The grooms couldn't help but shake their ears and rub their eyes, they suspected that they were dreaming.

Because they couldn't even dream that there were still people in this world who dared to point at the prince's nose and scold him with a scolding on his head and face.

Shen Ning's eyes were shining, and she almost wanted to applaud Mo Chuan's words.

Wow!

Every word was said into her heart!

These words were like a series of big mouths, crackling and all of them were pumped on Chu Shaoyang's cheeks.

Chu Shaoyang's face was hot, out of anger, his handsome and incoherent facial features became distorted, and he finally set his eyes on Mo Chuan's face and slowly spoke.

"If this king lets you die well, this king will not be surnamed Chu!"

The anger that welled up in his chest almost ignited his whole being, and in addition to the anger, there was also an indescribable emotion in his heart.

Especially when he saw this man holding Shen Ning, the two of them looked at each other and whispered, completely treating everyone around him as nothing, he couldn't stop wanting to kill!

That's his princess, his woman!

Even if he doesn't want it, throws it away and buries it dead, he will never tolerate anyone getting involved!

Mo Chuan stood in front of Shen Ning like Yue Zhiyuan, facing the murderous Chu Shaoyang, he didn't take half a step back.

"Chu?" he sneered, his tone as indifferent as ice, "Are you worthy of this surname?"

"Look for death!"

Mo Chuan's sentence was like oil on fire, making all Chu Shaoyang's blood rush to the top of his head, his eyes were split, his right hand touched his waist, and there was a cold and cold long sword in his hand.

The sword light was like water, flowing endlessly, reflecting the cold light of the sun, and the sword body was soft like a long snake, circling and dancing in the air.

All I could hear was the sound of gasping air all around.

The grooms were all frightened.

Even Shen Biyun didn't expect that Chu Shaoyang would hide a soft sword around his waist.

Chu Shaoyang's heart is arrogant, coupled with his martial arts, although he hides this spirit snake soft sword that sharpens iron like mud, he has almost never been unsheathed in the past ten years.

Today he is completely murderous, he just wants to chop the man in black in front of him into pieces, and then chop it up with his own hands and feed it to the dog!

With a shake of his right hand, the sword blade, which was originally as soft as a spiritual snake, suddenly became straight, and stabbed towards Mo Chuan's right wrist.

"Uhhh

The sword body of the Spirit Snake Sword was filled with internal force, with the sound of the whistling wind, and before the sword arrived, the sound came first.

This sword was angry with his anger, and its power was unstoppable.

Although Chu Shaoyang hated Mo Chuan very much, but the target of this sword was not the key point of Mo Chuan, he was reluctant to kill Mo Chuan with a sword, he had to first break Mo Chuan's tendons and tendons, make him a waste, and then in front of Shen Ning, cut off his ten fingers one by one, then chop off his hands, and cut off his arms.

Whenever he touched any part of Shen Ning's body, he would completely destroy it, destroy it!