Tenjin Villa martial arts arena.

On the north side, on the carved wooden chair in Longyang, there are two middle-aged men with extraordinary temperament.

One person was dressed in a blue robe, with a clear face and a thin physique.

The breath emanating from the body is quiet and cold, which is enough to make people shiver and shiver, which is no different from Nangong Bingning standing on the stage.

The same makes people feel that it is absolutely difficult to get close!

The other person wore a gorgeous robe with gold patterns on a green background, with a majestic posture and a very heroic appearance, with the domineering posture unique to a battlefield general.

The blue-robed man is, of course, Nangong Bingning's father, the supreme city lord of the Thousand Golden Dynasty of the Frost Cold Continent Shaking Yuan City, Nangong Shaking the Sky.

Because of their different races, the Terrans are called "Ice Clan", and they are born with cold skin to resist the low temperatures of the continent!

In fact, it is possible to suppress those qi engines if you want to.

But obviously, this city lord of the Ice Clan's Shaking Yuan City, as a foreigner who was a guest in a foreign land, had no intention of restraining the cold, and did not want to be polite as a guest, so he was very reckless.

One simple word, crazy!

The four-year battle between the younger generation and the children had not yet begun, Nangong Shaotian stroked his beard, and Shi Shiran looked leisurely.

He suddenly turned his head and said to the green-robed man sitting on the side: "Master Lingzhuang, back then, you said that Mrs. Yao Ying was the royal princess of our Qianjin Dynasty. Because 'Yao' is indeed the country's surname, and you showed me the royal jade pendant, so I believe it. It's just that later, I heard that when Ling Zheng married you, he had a bit of a trouble with his mother's family...... Disagreeable? ”

The majestic, green-robed man sitting next to him was none other than the number one prince of the Splendid Country of Hanlanzhou, the "King of Shenyuan Domain", and Ling Pu, the owner of Tianshen Mountain Villa.

King Ling Dafan smiled, his tone was hearty, and he didn't hide anything, and said calmly: "My wife, she used to be a princess, but now she has broken off her relationship with the royal family of your Qianjin Kingdom." ”

Nangong Shaotian said coldly: "Why did it break?" ”

"The reason? It's simple, because I'm from the human race, and I don't have a natal sword, not a sword cultivator, you Bingyou people like to divide sword cultivation into three, six, nine, etc., and I'm a non-sword cultivator from another race, so I'm naturally looked down upon. ”

Ling Pu said indifferently, "If it weren't for my tough attitude back then, and Sakura loved me enough, this daughter-in-law might not be able to let me marry back!" ”

Nangong Shaotian lowered his eyebrows, his face was like a pool of stagnant water, and he said in a deep voice: "Master Ling Zhuang, let's not mention your wife's affairs first, your son Ling Zhen, is he really not a sword cultivator?" ”

Ling Pu was silent for a moment, smiled faintly, and nodded: "Yes, he doesn't have a natal sword yet, and he hasn't practiced it for four years." I can figure it out if I think about it, dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes, I Ling Pu is the martial god of the Splendid Dynasty, and I am not a sword god, the bloodline is there, and I can't change it! Our human race is different from your Ice Ghost Clan, and the son raised by you doesn't matter if you can't be a sword cultivator. ”

Nangong Shaotian snorted, the corners of his mouth turned downward, and he said without a good tone: "Then it seems that this relationship between our two families can't be climbed!" ”

"Brother Nangong, the word climbing is a bit too arrogant, and the in-laws should be born, not climbed."

Ling Pu, the owner of Tianshen Mountain Villa, smiled, "Whether you can get married depends on whether there is that fate between your children." Zhen'er and Ling Ai are about to start a competition, so let's see! ”

Nangong Shaotian snorted again, and his beard raised in shock, "Is there any need to watch this competition?!" The noble son has not grown up for four years, so it is wasted...... How can it be possible to defeat my daughter Bingning with inferior qualifications? ”

Ling Pu, the great vassal king of the Megatron Dynasty, had a surprisingly good temper today, and smiled at such rude remarks, and responded: "Brother Nangong, whether my family has really grown or not, we will know later." ”

On the martial arts arena, Ling Zhen said that if the people of the Nangong family were not clean in their mouths, they would have to come in standing and crawl out!

Nangong Bingning, whose face was like frost, seemed to have broken her strength, the shelf was no longer standing, her willow eyebrows were upside down, her eyes widened and she shouted: "Ling Zhen, you have a good breath!" Hehe, you said that our Bingyou clan is an alien who is not your clan, as far as I know, your mother Yao Ying is also a member of the Bingyou clan, and she looks down on aliens, so why did your father marry your mother?! ”

"First of all, my mother has severed relations with the royal family of Qianjin Kingdom, and secondly, it is your Bingyou clan who rely on your innate sword skills to look down on our human race, and I am just helping my own race say a few words."

Ling Zhen said loudly, "Your Miss Nangong is pampered, if you are not used to listening to the elegant words of the human race, please leave the Hanlan Continent and go back to your Frost Continent with a round and moist manner, and I will not send it far!" ”

"Let me go back, haha, good ......"

The corners of Nangong Bingning's mouth twitched, his facial features moved, and he laughed angrily!

The blue light flashed in her eyebrows, and a condensed and extremely cold true qi flew out of the sword aperture.

In an instant, the blue mana turned into a physical sword, which was tightly held in his right hand.

Nangong Bingning's slender wrist shook slightly, and she poured a large amount of natal qi into the blade of the sword, and the crystal blue ripples in all directions, which was very mysterious!

In the face of the undisguised burst of murderous aura, Ling Zhen put one hand behind him, spread the other hand, and said with his chest straight: "You are a woman, a man should let a woman, let you make a move first." ”

"Look at me not chopping your waste wood today!"

Nangong Bingning shouted, carrying an ice-blue sharp long sword, and strode towards Ling Zhen, who was standing calmly in place.

She was full of murderous intent, and without the slightest concealment, she spared no effort to hand over a sword.

When the sword intent comes out, the momentum is monstrous.

The mighty waves are like angry waves crashing on the shore, and they are out of control!

The powerful sword qi had the power of a thousand armies to chisel the formation, and it slammed into the face of the eldest young master of the Heavenly God Mountain Villa.

Ling Zhen's legs sank, and the soles of his feet poured a lot of true strength.

In an instant, his body burst up, and he swept up as quickly as a catapult.

Ling Zhen's whole person jumped into the air, avoiding Nangong Bingning's sword move!

Nangong Bingning continued to make a fierce move, and the sword arced and quickly swept towards Ling Zhen's waist.

It seems that he is going to cut off his fiancé with a sword!

This time he will be proud, Nangong Bingning has full confidence, and he can succeed in one move.

You can win four years ago.

Now, four years later, he has become stronger, and his opponent does not have a natal sword, so he must be able to win more easily!

It's a pity that she seriously underestimated the strength of her "fiancé".

Ling Zhen exerted his majestic true qi and rose up in the air.

Miss Nangong's killer move is once again in the air!

Ling Zhen temporarily hovered in the air, like a Da Luo Zhen immortal.

A third-order cultivator above the Void Realm can achieve such an astonishing "divine skill" by consuming internal force!

Nangong Shaotian, a guest sitting on the north side of the Ring, couldn't help but smile when he saw this scene: "Your son has already cultivated in the virtual realm, but it is similar to my Bing'er realm. ”

Ling Pu, the king of the Shenyuan Domain, had a relaxed attitude, and said lightly: "The realm is similar, so how can it compare with the others?" ”

Nangong Shaotian looked at the owner of Ling Da Zhuang next to him and was slightly stunned.

In an instant, he heard his daughter's terrible screams!

At that moment just now, a red light appeared between Ling Zhen's eyebrows, and a wisp of red sword qi shot out.

Swift no matter what, it pierced Nangong Bingning's shoulder in one fell swoop!

Nangong Shaotian, the father of Ice Condensation, was suddenly shocked, turned his head, and asked sharply: "Master Ling Zhuang, didn't you say that your son is not a sword cultivator?!" ”

Ling Pu smiled slightly, pretending to be at a loss, "Don't hide it from Brother Nangong, I really don't know that my son Ling Zhen has refined the natal sword, it seems that he really bullied me, who is a father." ”

Just now, the Ice Shadow Clan's female sword cultivator Nangong Bing Ning Ben tried to resist the qi and continued to attack in midair.

Unexpectedly, as soon as his body swept up, Ling Zhen's sword qi had already shot out.

It's hard to dodge, and it's like that that pierced through the right shoulder by the incomparable qi!

Nangong Bingning, who was soaked in blood and blue shirt, endured the pain and had no choice but to return to the stage, she raised her head, her eyes were full of anger, and she shouted heartbreakingly: "Ling Zhen! How dare you lie to me! You clearly already have a natal sword, why do you say that you are not a sword cultivator?! ”

Ling Zhen was suspended in mid-air, the expression on his face was very "innocent", he spread his hands and responded downward: "Did I just say that I am not a sword cultivator?" How come I don't remember? ”

Nangong Bingning's eyes were red, like an angry little beast.

Ling Zhen smiled, shook his head slightly, and said indifferently: "Miss Nangong, are you full of paste in your head, do you believe everything you say?" Pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, just deceiving you, but taking it seriously, it's really stupid and cute! ”

Nangong Bingning had never suffered such a humiliation in her life, and she was so angry that she shouted violently: "Look at me, I don't waste your natal sword, and you will be broken all over your body!" ”

The natal long sword in Nangong Bingning's hand became dazzling in the blink of an eye, and it transformed into the shape of a gaseous true dragon.

It was an extremely realistic dragon, even the dragon horns, dragon whiskers, etc. were clearly visible, and it was a giant dragon with a blue condensation!

Nangong Bingning, who was injured, lightly touched his feet, and his slender body immediately jumped into the air.

Squeezed into the translucent dragon's body.

Her slim and slender body seemed to be one with the dragon at this moment!

Ling Zhen knew that this was the supernatural power of Nangong Bing Ning Natal Sword "Frost Dragon".

I saw it again after four years. That overwhelming coercion, which can be described as devastating, is more ruthless and stronger than back then, and it has reached a higher level!

Nangong Bing was surrounded by the vast cold light, controlling the crystal blue dragon that was transformed by his own sword qi, and rushed straight to Ling Zhen hovering above.

The momentum of the dragon is extremely strong, and it is unstoppable!

In this battle, the young owner of Tianshen Mountain Villa was not afraid.

That's it?

After four years of retreat, he has gone through all kinds of hardships, and he has already boiled Ling Zhen's Dao heart as solid as a rock!

Just a "long worm", why be afraid?

Ling Zhen's eyebrows lit up.

A ball of fire, in the shape of a three-foot long sword, sprouted from its sword hole.

Suddenly, that fire sword turned into a giant magic figure in the form of a fire spirit knight!

In the hands of the "knights", he holds the terrifying blades of fireworks. Like the Flame God of War is coming!

The aura greatly suppressed the frost dragon. Nangong Bing Ning Natal Sword Transformation Dragon, the power is unparalleled, ordinary monks will be so frightened that they want to kneel down when they see it!

And Ling Zhen, looking down at this "beast", there was only endless contempt and contempt.

Four years have passed, and the noble eldest lady of the Nangong family no longer has the qualifications and ability to match him!

Bang!

The dragon's striking dash was blocked by the Fire Knight's horizontal sword.

"This natal sword of mine is called 'Fire God', and as you can see, it can summon a physical dharma similar to the outer body of the Yang God."

Ling Zhen said in a shocking voice, "Nangong Bingning, I haven't seen you for four years, your progress is really pitiful, and a person who grows so slowly is not qualified to be my wife!" ”

These words correspond to Nangong Bingning's sentence four years ago - "A guy who is not even a sword cultivator is not worthy of being my husband!" ”

The Djinn Knight, who had been transformed into the Vulcan Sword, held his sword high in both hands.

The blade of the red flame was wrapped in the wind and howled.

A sword fell, slashing at the frosty dragon!

The dragon opened its mouth and bit down on the Flame Greatsword.

The knight has a sword in his hand to slash the frost dragon.

The two Dharma statues wrestled with each other, fighting with true qi, shining brightly, and rushing straight to the sky!

Seizing such a good opportunity, Ling Zhen swept forward with the speed of wind and thunder, shortening the distance between him and Nangong Bingning. A palm was handed out.

Ling Zhen is a "body of innate extreme understanding", any exercise can be understood at a glance!

This powerful and speedy palm technique is the Yin Poison Martial Arts that Nangong Bingning used to injure him four years ago.

Today, in the way of others, give back to others!

Nangong Bingning was trying his best, carrying the slash of the Red Flame Fire Divine Sword with his imperial strength, and he had no time to care about anything else.

In fact, even if she had the spare strength to take care of it, because of Ling Zhen's palm, the speed was too fast and too fast, and she would never be able to dodge!

It's exactly the same way her fiancé lost four years ago.

Nangong Bingning was hit by this palm in the chest, and the internal injuries were quite serious, and the tendons, bones, and organs were immediately damaged!

The ice blue dragon transformed by the frost dragon has its brilliance significantly decayed.

Compared to Ling Zhen's huge dharma that was soaring into the sky, the sword aura was getting weaker and weaker.

The majestic light of the Flame Spirit is particularly domineering.

A sword-wielding knight who is truly worthy of the supreme reputation of "God of Fire" can crush and kill all things!

How can the shining fire compete with the sun and the moon?!

The giant frost dragon let out a dying wail in agony.

Ling Zhen took advantage of the victory to chase and kicked out again.

Nangong Bingning's defense was too late, his lower abdomen was kicked, and he was injured even more, and he was kicked and vomited a mouthful of thick blood!

The body flew upside down and involuntarily smashed to the ground.

The ring was condensed by Nangong Bing's delicate body, and a deep pit fell out!

The translucent state of the dragon's body shattered, and the sword qi of the condensed frost dragon was difficult to gather, and it was scattered in all directions.

Wisps of blue condensing cold air, if there is nowhere to return, poor and ridiculous lost dogs!

Nangong Shaotian, who was wearing a blue robe, was anxious and rushed to the ring.

came to his daughter Nangong Bingning's side, knelt down on one knee, and helped up his seriously injured daughter, he asked anxiously: "Bing'er, how are you?!" ”

Nangong Bingning leaned on his father's arms, blood gushed in his mouth, and he whispered extremely weakly: "Dad, I lost ......"

Ling Zhen put away the "dragon slayer" fire god magic image, and then arrived on the ground from a high place, and came to the side of the Nangong family, a father and daughter of different races.

After standing still, he didn't owe himself, and looked at Nangong Shaotian and Nangong Bingning from a condescending perspective.

Ling Zhen asked with a smile: "Uncle Nangong, can we discuss the divorce between the two of us?" ”