Liufeng experienced the tragedy of the collapse of the Northern Xuan Sword Sect, and in his chest, there was a deep anger buried in his chest, and at this moment, with Liao Jie's provocation, it completely broke out.

The sword intent flowed, and the terrifying aura instantly filled the entire atrium.

As the flowing wind at the peak of the mountain realm, especially a swordsman, the challenge of crossing the level is not a problem, but Liao Jie, as the first family of the Liuyun Kingdom, and at a young age, has already broken through the mountain building realm, the flow of geniuses, the collision of the two, even if it is the prince, he wants to see a clue.

Yang Ning's eyes were blood-red, and there was a faint killing intent in it, but Yang Ning didn't do it directly, because although he couldn't stand such anger, they needed this vent even more.

Liufeng didn't hide anything, and directly drew his spirit sword.

The spirit sword emitted a light blue light, the sword intent was pervasive, and countless light swords flowed in the space of two feet around him, and the palpitating power firmly locked on Liao Jie.

"Slandering the Northern Xuan Sword Sect, damn it." The eyes of the flowing wind are fierce and bloodshot.

On the side, Jun Yuyu looked at Liao Jie opposite and said, "Senior brother, in a while, you must beat him down for me." "Jun Yuyu is afraid that the world will not be chaotic, and besides, this person is still so contemptuous of the Northern Xuanjian Sect, with Jun Yuyu's fiery temper, he naturally does not intend to let it go.

The words "stinky ......" came to an abrupt end.

The sword of the flowing wind has moved.

The spirit sword groaned softly, and the flowing wind stabbed with a horizontal sword.

Liao Jie also seemed to have been prepared, and with a brace of his hands, the protective body of the strong man in the mountain building realm unfolded, and at the same time, a trace of contempt flashed on his face, and the weeping dust beads came out of his hands.

The speed was extremely fast, and an arc of light slashed through the air, like a meteor, and instantly came to the position of the tip of the Flowing Wind Sword.

Bite!

The crisp sound swirls throughout the atrium.

The flow storm takes a few steps back.

"Waste, no wonder it will make people extinct." The smell of contempt, the weeping dust beads dripping and swirling in the air, with the mood of the master, seemed to be contemptuous of the flowing wind.

Liufeng snorted coldly, the sword light flipped over, and with a long shout, the sword intent rushed to the night, and attacked again.

Liufeng's sword intent has reached perfection, although it has not entered the peak, but the sword intent that can reach perfection at such an age is already precious, the light blue sword intent is full of the sword body, and the sound of breaking the air crosses, leaving a light blue flame.

"I don't know what to do." Liao Jie snorted lightly, her fingers bent, controlling the weeping dust beads, which rose in the air.

"Weeping dust, pearls falling, and the fertile fields are full of frost." The prince muttered to himself, staring at the weeping dust beads swimming in the sky, and said the essence of the weeping dust beads.

Like frost, the entire atrium is enveloped.

"Break it for me!" Liufeng I felt a faint chill, although I didn't accept the cold effect because of the sword intent, but such an impact, sometimes, it had no intention of affecting the entire battle situation, and Liufeng didn't want to give the other party any chance.

"Weeping Frost." Sure enough, Liao Jie still used the power of the weeping dust beads, and shrouded the flowing wind with the breath of frost and cold, and at the same time, his fingers continued to retract, as if he had completely wrapped it in the flowing wind and could handle it at any time.

"If the disciples of the Northern Xuanjian Sect are just this ability, it is really appropriate to be destroyed by others." Liao Jie's voice was full of sarcasm, and Liu Feng felt that his face seemed to be hot.

But as a pinnacle spiritual weapon, the Weeping Dust Bead couldn't break through for a while.

Moreover, this bead seems to have a locking ability, no matter how you change your position, you can always lock yourself in an instant, and the flowing wind always has a feeling of power and nowhere to go.

The prince who was watching the battle next to him, but a smile flashed in his eyes, although the prince was very dissatisfied with Liao Jie's performance today, but I am afraid that there is more of it acquiescence.

Not far away, Yang Ning saw the change in the prince's expression, his mind turned, he couldn't imagine that the prince of this Liuyun country was so deep, and then thought of all kinds of rumors before, and said in his heart: "People can't look good, the sea can't fight, it seems that this prince, even if there is no second prince to join the Demon Sect, I'm afraid he is not the prince's opponent." ”

However, the thought flashed, and Yang Ning quickly returned to reality. For all kinds of royal family, Yang Ning didn't want to go deep into it, and at the same time, he didn't want to get involved.

At this moment, the flowing wind was finally suppressed to the extreme and completely exploded.

The spirit sword roared, like a dragon, constantly spinning in front of its chest.

"Senior Brother......

Jun Yuyu didn't expect that Liufeng would actually use this sword.

Angry Sword, the sword technique of the Zhenzong of the Northern Xuan Sword Sect, one sword can anger all things, and nothing can be shattered.

For the power of this sword, Yang Ning is even more clear, with boundless anger, turning anger into a sword, can be described as very domineering, even Yang Ning, at that time, he also suffered a lot.

It's just that Yang Ning didn't expect that the Northern Xuan Sword Sect or Jun Yuyu would be so important in Liufeng's heart.

In fact, Yang Ning really couldn't understand this, after all, for the Northern Xuan Sword Sect, the plots of Yang Ning and Liufeng were completely different.

Liufeng grew up in the Northern Xuanjian Sect since he was a child, and the Northern Xuanjian Sect is home to him, but now that the home is gone, as Liao Jie said, Liufeng has become a wandering spirit, and at this moment, someone actually slandered the Northern Xuanjian Sect, you can imagine the anger in Liufeng's heart.

A pale blue lightsaber gradually changed color, like a flame, surging with rage.

"Is this your ultimate?" Liao Jie chuckled, the weeping dust beads returned to her chest, blooming with a faint frost, and the body guard Gangyuan guarded her body, and she was a little more serious in her heart.

As for the Angry Sword, as the first family force of the Liuyun Country, he naturally knew something, and the information of the Angry Sword jumped into his heart in an instant. Soon, Liao Jie had the right method.

Angry sword, set all the cultivation, send the sword with anger, and strike with all your might.

Liao Jie wept dust beads, and endless frost shrouded his body.

"Fury Sword?" Liao Jie slapped out with a provocative look in her eyes.

"Humph!" Liufeng snorted coldly, and the sword light followed him like a shadow, breaking through the air in an instant.

Whew......

The entire atrium was covered by the anger of this sword, and even the bluestone slabs and bricks on the ground were lifted.

Straight stab.

Liao Jie's body jumped, and he flew flat, using the weeping dust beads as a cover, and he was hard and angry.

Rumble!

There was an explosion.

Two diametrically opposed forces, one fire and one cold, one angry and one frosty, collided together.

The entire atrium, nearly ten zhang around, ripples, and amazing destructive power, so that the flying bluestone bricks were instantly shattered.

The extreme ravaging of spiritual power, a rockery, suddenly became powder.

The flowing wind retreated, there were blood stains on the corners of his mouth, Liao Jie's eyes were solemn, his face flashed pale, and at the same time, the weeping dust beads in front of him were shaking, and there was a faint taste of being out of control.

"I can't imagine that the fury of the sword has reached such a situation." The prince stabilized his body and was amazed.

Yang Ning was stunned for a moment, and couldn't understand it at all, the prince came forward at this moment, could it be that all Liao Jie's actions just now were instructed by the prince?

Yang Ning thought of this, and a chill flashed in his eyes.

"Humph!" Liufeng patted the dust on his body, and his eyes fell on Liao Jie, it was obvious that he did not intend to let go of Liao Jie's slander of the Northern Xuanjian Sect, even if the prince came forward at this moment.

"His Royal Highness the Prince......" Liao Jie turned around, knowing that the prince came forward at this moment, which meant that today's temptation had come to an end.

"Hmm." The prince nodded.

"Streaming ......"

"Wait!" Yang Ning took a step forward, his eyes blood-red.

"You rest first." Yang Ning walked to Liufeng's side and said softly.

Liufeng glanced at Yang Ning deeply, and already knew what Yang Ning meant from Yang Ning's eyes.

"Liao Jie, huh?" Yang Ning's tone was cold, and his gaze shot out two rays of light, approaching Liao Jie.

"Which onion are you? How dare you provoke His Royal Highness the Crown Prince? Liao Jie looked at Yang Ning coldly, and suddenly found that the person in front of him actually had a sense of danger.

At the same time, he turned his gaze and glanced at the prince, but found that the prince was also a little surprised, staring at Yang Ning.

"It doesn't matter which onion I am, the key is that if you insult the Northern Xuan Sword Sect, you can't do it." Yang Ning didn't want to use the topic to play, but when he thought of Liao Jie's move today, he felt a taste of conspiracy, and he felt very uncomfortable, especially when someone took the reputation of the Northern Xuanjian Sect and slandered the disciples of the Northern Xuanjian Sect here.

Liao Jie turned her head, stared at Yang Ning, weeping dust beads back into her hands, thinking in her heart that she had the support of the prince, although he felt very dangerous, but why should she be afraid of him, at the moment, relying on her courage, she said coldly: "I will be insulted, what are you going to do?" ”

"Not really, but you're going to leave something behind." Yang Ning's voice was indifferent, and there was still no breath in his body, as if he said it casually, but anyone who had a mind could see the smell of gunpowder contained in these words.

"Yang Ning......" Feng Feiyang called softly.

But Yang Ning didn't react, and seemed to pay no attention to Feng Feiyang's reminder.

"Leave something? Don't you think it......" Before Liao Jie finished speaking, she heard the prince behind her speak.

"This benevolent brother, I don't know if you have any dissatisfaction with this prince......"

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, I don't want to understand, and I won't understand, but as Liufeng said just now, slandering the Northern Xuanjian Sect should be damned." In Yang Ning's eyes, the killing intent was pressing, and coupled with the blood-red eyes, there was a palpitating feeling.

Yang Ning took a step forward, and his eyes fell on Liao Jie's body.

"What exactly do you want to do?" The prince asked, and at the same time, his body involuntarily moved forward, blocking in front of Liao Jie.

For Liao Jie's actions today, it is indeed his own instructions. On that day, the Lord of the Liuyun Kingdom sent himself and King Ning to aid the Northern Xuanjian Sect, originally out of politeness, inviting several of their disciples of the Northern Xuanjian Sect.

And today, the disciples of the Northern Xuanjian Sect came to the door, and the prince also wanted to test the strength of the disciples of the Northern Xuanjian Sect, after all, two days later, the six major academies of the Great Qin Empire were enrolled, and the Liuyun Kingdom only had a few places, even His Royal Highness the Prince, as the only heir of the royal family, the number of places in his hand was limited, and he didn't want to waste the extra places.

But at this moment, the prince regretted it a little, because the eyes of the person in front of him were too dazzling, and there was a faint feeling that made the prince palpitate.

"I don't want to do anything." Yang Ning's tone was indifferent, he still didn't say anything, and took the second step.

"Then so be it, as for the number of places in two days, this prince will carefully consider it. Ladies of you have come from afar, please go down and rest. The prince said, as if he had already issued an eviction order, and took Liao Jie with him, wanting to go to the second hall.

"Wait." Yang Ning took another step, and his green shirt looked plain and bland, except for the blood red in his eyes, there was no change.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince can go back, but Liao Jie must leave his things behind." In the voice, it is still flat, but it is already on the verge of exploding at any time.

"What's left?" The prince did not look back, and now stepped on the steps of the second hall.

"Head!" There was no hesitation, it seemed to be casually, but it was surprisingly spoken.

"Presumptuous!"

"Humph!"

"Are you challenging Prince Ben?" The prince turned his head and stared at Yang Ning, and the fire of anger spread, locking Yang Ning.