Chapter Twenty-Seven: Innate Divine Soldier!

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"Your Highness!"

Seeing that it was the county lord of Chaoyang who spoke, the angry middle-aged man's expression changed, but he didn't dare to continue to move, and turned around and saluted Chaoyang.

There is no way, in Tiannan, the God of War in the Northern Regions is the master, and the Tiannan Wangfu is the Supreme, although there are still four great families and eight major sects and the like, but it is not worth mentioning at all in front of the Tiannan Wangfu.

It is precisely because of this that no matter how angry he was in his heart, after the rising sun spoke, he didn't dare to continue to do it.

It's just that why did Chaoyang stop him by speaking out?

Thinking of this, this person's heart couldn't help but sink and he was shocked.

And the county lord of Chaoyang took a step forward, glanced at this person, and said: "Mr. Xuanling, I know that you are angry in your heart, but you have to talk about a rule in everything, as an elder, how can you bully the small with the big, in this way, isn't it saying that the people of Tiannan are all bullying people?"

"This ......"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man named Zhang Xuanling was stunned, and then hurriedly saluted the county lord of Chaoyang, and said: "I am reckless, please forgive your Highness, but this little boy will poison Zixiao next time, how can I, as an elder, sit idly by?"

To be honest, if he could, Zhang Xuanling really didn't want to do anything to Ning Yuan, after all, this is Xianyang, not Tiannan, how could he not know the momentum of the Ning family, but now that Zhang Zixiao was beaten like this by Ning Yuan, if he is still indifferent, where will the face of the Zhang family go?

Hearing this, Chaoyang nodded and said, "Mr. Xuanling, rest assured, this matter will definitely not end like this, new hatred and old hatred, Chaoyang will settle it together!"

With that, Chaoyang turned around and looked at Ning Yuan with cold eyes.

"These words make me look at you differently. Seeing this, Ning Yuan smiled, while Jin Wuming and Ling Tian behind him had a change of expression.

Can this kid still laugh?

If Zhang Xuanling makes a move, it will be a good thing, if the hat is buckled down with a big bully, Jin Wuming can directly let his subordinates take action, and then Chaoyang will be unwilling, but in order to avoid making things bigger, he will temporarily suppress his anger and leave.

But now, Chaoyang stopped Zhang Xuanling with a loud voice, and wanted to do it to Ning Yuan himself, and this matter would be troublesome.

Let's not say that Ning Yuan can't beat her, even if he can, can he beat her? This Chaoyang is not Zhang Zixiao, who beat her, Tiannan and these people are afraid that they will kill Ning Yuan if they are desperate, otherwise, how will they explain to that Tiannan King when they go back?

Ning Yuan can't fight, but Chaoyang won't let Ning Yuan go easily, just look at her posture, you know that if Ning Yuan doesn't pay the price, Chaoyang will definitely not give up.

In this way, Ning Yuan fell into a dilemma, whether to fight, not to fight.

Of course, Chaoyang didn't think about Ning Yuan's situation, seeing that this guy was still so arrogant, she was even more angry in her heart, and shouted coldly: "Take the sword." ”

As soon as Chaoyang's words fell, a maid walked out of the crowd, holding an ancient sword in her hand.

I saw that the ancient sword was as red as blood, and the dragon pattern on the hilt of the sword was coiled, exuding boundless evil aura, and the sword was not unsheathed, which made everyone present feel a heavy and incomparably oppressive feeling.

"It's ......"

"Innate Divine Soldier, Demon Suppression Sword!"

"King Tiannan even handed over this sword to His Royal Highness the County Lord. ”

Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but shout in frustration.

"Demon Suppression Sword, it's not good!"

Behind Ning Yuan, Jin Wuming couldn't care about the handicap in front of him, and hurriedly stood up, staring at the ancient sword with a jealous expression.

Blade armor, if the martial arts cultivation is in the realm, there are all grades, such as the sword in Zhang Zixiao's hand before, which is a four-grade spirit sword.

Nine to seven grades, belonging to ordinary soldiers, six to four grades, spiritual soldiers, three to one grades, belonging to war soldiers.

And after transcending a product, it is the innate realm, and the weapon is called the innate divine weapon!

Every innate divine weapon has a terrifying power, because it has the power of an innate powerhouse.

It's like the Absolute Immortal in Ji Wu's hands, containing the sword intent of the masters of the Absolute Immortal Residence of the past dynasties, the power is incomparable, once it breaks out, there will be no survivor under the congenital.

And at this moment, the ancient sword brought out by the rising sun is the innate divine soldier of the god of war in the Northern Regions, the king of Tiannan, who fought with the bloody battles of the Tiannan kings of the past dynasties, and forged the demon sword with the flesh and blood of countless demon clans!

This sword is made of killing, the power is amazing, it contains countless demon remnant souls, with boundless ferocious aura, injured by this sword, even if you don't die, you have to lose half of your life, it can be seen how terrifying this demon sword is.

Although the innate divine weapon has many prohibitions, with Chaoyang's strength, it is absolutely impossible to completely unravel it, but even if she only unlocks one weight, the power of the innate divine weapon is not something that ordinary people can resist.

Ning Yuan's physical body is indeed extremely strong, but can he block this demon suppression sword that even the Demon Emperor has killed?

Although Ning Yuan still has a blood dragon, this blood gentian is not an innate divine weapon, it is just a strange soldier comparable to an innate divine weapon, before recognizing the master, its power has been weakened even more, how can it be compared with the demon suppression sword.

Therefore, once Chaoyang uses the Demon Suppression Sword, Ning Yuan will undoubtedly be defeated, not only will he be defeated, but he may also be in danger of his life.

This is why, Jin Wusheng's expression changed greatly at this moment, and even Ling Tian on the side couldn't sit still, the two of them stepped forward and pressed Ning Yuan's shoulder, and whispered: "Yuan Shao, the power of this demon sword is too terrifying, you can't stop it." ”

Jin Wu's meaning is to endure it for the time being, anyway, this situation is not necessary now, as long as Ning Yuan retreats, can she still draw her sword and cut it over?

"Demon Suppression Sword?" Hearing this, Ning Yuan's eyes stared, glanced at the Demon Suppression Sword, and then looked at Chaoyang, shook his head, and said, "If you can't stop it, you have to block it, everyone has killed at the door, just like that, is it still a man?"

After that, Ning Yuan ignored Jin Wuming and Ling Tian's reactions, and stepped forward, looking at Chaoyang with a calm expression.

"I didn't expect you to have a little courage, but let me look down on you, with this, I will spare your life today, an arm, in exchange for the price you paid for insulting my imperial sister yesterday. ”

Seeing that Ning Yuan was not afraid of the might of the Demon Suppression Sword, Chaoyang said coldly, as if he had won the battle.

"Yes. Hearing this, Ning Yuan smiled softly, reached out and pointed to Chaoyang, and said, "Then let me see, what ability do you have to cut off my hand and draw your sword." ”

"Bold fanatic, in front of Your Highness, you dare to be so arrogant!"

Seeing that Ning Yuan didn't put the Demon Suppression Sword and Chaoyang in his eyes, the people in Tiannan couldn't help but be furious and shouted one after another.

But he didn't want to, and shouted angrily, in exchange for a cold word.

"Waste that only dares to let women stand up, shut up!"

Between the words, Ning Yuan stepped on his feet, the blood gentian in his hand slammed to the ground, and the violent power raged out, and suddenly the earth collapsed, roaring and shaking, suppressing the shouting words.

With a cold drink, it was fiercely fierce, and it immediately suppressed the angry Tiannan people.

"Ning Yuan, do you dare to insult my Tiannan people?" Hearing this, Chaoyang's eyes turned cold, and the demon suppression sword that had not entered the scabbard let out a long roar, and a dragon-shaped blood light flew out and fell into Chaoyang's hands, turning into a sinister ancient sword.

"That's just the facts, don't accept it, come. Ning Yuan responded, and reached out to hold the blood gentian.

The two stood opposite each other, and the audience was silent for a while, and Dao Dao's eyes fell on Ning Yuan and Chaoyang, even though he was confident in the power of the demon sword, but Ning Yuan's confident state still made people feel a little nervous.

It was at this moment of tension that suddenly, a whisper sounded outside the field.

"Brother, I'm here for this battle. ”

In the midst of the words, they suddenly saw cold snow flying, and boundless Xuanhan sword qi emerged, and everyone couldn't help but split a road.

I saw a person coming slowly, with white hair and white clothes, like frost and snow, and his posture was ethereal, as if he was in the dust, boundless and amazing, and the posture of the city was better than the rising sun.

Seeing this fairy-like person coming, everyone was amazed, and their hearts were also surprised.

Jin Wuming and Ling Tian breathed a sigh of relief.

This aunt is finally here.

"Ji Wushuang. Seeing this, Chaoyang's eyes also changed, and the hand holding the demon suppression sword couldn't help but tighten.

"Why are you here. Ning Yuan smiled bitterly, as if he didn't want Ji Wushuang to stir up the troubled waters.

Ji Wushuang walked in front of Ning Yuan, and when he saw that he was fine, he finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and listened to his words again, before he said: "Brother and man, how can you bully her, a weak woman? If it spreads, wouldn't it damage the name of my Ning family, let Wushuang come to this battle." ”

Weak female stream?

Hearing this, Ning Yuan couldn't help but look at Chaoyang who was holding the Demon Suppression Sword, a little speechless, what part of this person's body seems to have something to do with the word weak?

Of course, Ning Yuan also knew that Ji Wushuang was giving himself a step, don't look at her cold appearance all day long, she was actually very intimate.

And when Chaoyang heard this, he was also angry, and shouted to Ji Wushuang with the Demon Suppression Sword: "Who do you say is a weak female streamer? If you change you, I will change you, I also want to see if the rumored heir of the Absolute Immortal is really that strong." ”

Hearing this, Ji Wushuang turned around and looked at the rising sun and said, "Since that's the case, draw your sword." ”

Hearing this, everyone was speechless for a while, and now they finally found a little similarity between Ning Yuan and Ji Wushuang, the brother and sister, that is, they both like to be direct and simple, and they have to do it in a word.

However, in this situation, can you really let these two eldest ladies fight?

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