"Challenge? Not really, but insulting the Beixuan Sword Sect is not acceptable." Yang Ning took out the Chengyi Sword from the space ring.
The Chengyi Sword is inserted into the bamboo scabbard, very ordinary.
The prince stared at Yang Ning with cold eyes and strong eyes, and said, "With the prince here, you can't touch him." There was a terrifying aura coming from the prince's body, which attracted the attention of the people around him.
It is rumored that the prince does not pay attention to cultivation, so his cultivation has been ignored by others. Until now, even Liu Feng and others had to stare at it, because the prince gave off an amazing momentum. Not only that, he was also a mountain builder. A strong person.
The prince is only twenty-five years old at most. It is shocking that he can reach such a situation at this age compared to his obscurity.
Yang Ning did not look at the prince, but looked around the prince's body and said, "Are you going to stand up on your own, or do you want to hide behind him?" Yang Ning did not take action directly, just like the prince said, if the other party does not come out, , maybe Yang Ning needs to use more methods. Of course, if Liao Jie can stand up on her own, that would be the best.
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince..."
The prince looked sideways.
"A person at the peak of the Mountain Viewing Realm has not yet had His Highness the Crown Prince's turn to come forward." Liao Jie seemed to gain some confidence from the Crown Prince's eyes.
At the same time, Liao Jie seemed to have noticed this problem. How could he be afraid of someone who was at the peak of the mountain-viewing realm, and he was a strong man in the mountain-building realm?
At first, Yang Ning's eyes were blood red, and at the same time, the faint fluctuations coming from Yang Ning gave Liao Jie the illusion that this person was invincible, but in the eyes of the prince and Liao Jie's own cultivation, , seemed to gradually gain courage.
"Oh?" Yang Ning was a little surprised and said: "Since you have chosen, let's fight, a life and death battle." Yang Ning's blood-red eyes looked like a demon, giving people a depressing feeling.
"A fight?" Liao Jie sacrificed the Weeping Dust Bead, and at the same time opened the body guard Gang Yuan, and said: "A fight is just a fight, a group of lonely souls, how can it turn the world upside down?" Liao Jie came to the atrium and stood there. Opposite Yang Ning.
The prince's eyes were cold, staring at Yang Ning, silent for a long time.
Swordsmen are aloof, and the prince knows this very well, but when he thinks that six people from the Beixuan Sword Sect have come, it means that the quota in his hand will be used up by them, which makes His Highness the prince promise many benefits. Unable to fulfill it, the prince asked Liao Jie to test it.
However, the prince did not expect that these people had such a strong sense of belonging to the Beixuan Sword Sect.
The prince smiled to himself and set his sights on the atrium.
At this moment, Liu Feng had blood stains on the corners of his mouth because of his fight with Qi Chenzhu, but his eyes never left Liao Jie.
"Kill him." Liufeng spit out his murderous intention.
"I will." Yang Ning glanced sideways, signaling Liu Feng to recover quickly, and at the same time smiled bitterly in her heart. Killing a family son may have unknown consequences, but humiliating others comes first, and Liao Jie had to die.
Yang Ning's original intention has not changed.
His hand rested on the hilt of the sword.
"Everyone who humiliates others has his own pride. Since he has done it, he must be prepared to be humiliated. Are you ready?" Yang Ning's voice was not loud, but it could be clearly heard by Liao. Clean ears.
Perhaps the original intention of this matter was not to simply insult the Beixuan Sword Sect, but it is no longer important. At this moment, the Beixuan Sword Sect's few people did not care about anything else. Everyone has different priorities, not to mention a swordsman who can bend but not bend.
"Prepare? How should I prepare? I am just a wandering soul, so how can I be worthy of it..."
"Seeking death!" Yang Ning's blood-stricken eyes flashed and he drew his sword.
Choking!
A crisp sound suddenly sounded.
The prince's expression changed and he felt uneasy.
Liufeng's eyes also shone, and he understood Yang Ning's intention to kill.
The prince suddenly jumped up, his spiritual power increased instantly, and he slapped a palm in the air.
But the sword light flashed so fast that it was impossible to stop it.
"Looking for death..." Before Liao Jie could finish her words, her voice sounded questioning, as if something was stuck in her throat, and her voice suddenly stopped.
"presumptuous……"
The prince was furious, but in the end it was too late...
Poof!
The sound is clear and audible.
The sword light passed by, and Liao Jie only felt a burst of blood in his throat, and there was no breath anymore.
On Liao Jie's neck, there was a deep sword mark. If you didn't look carefully, you couldn't even detect the cut of the sword.
A sharp blow without any chance of resistance.
The art of drawing a sword is all about speed, accuracy and ruthlessness. Although Yang Ning has not completely stabilized his state after the breakthrough in the past few days and is not very good at controlling it, fortunately, this sword was able to cut off Liao Jie's head after all.
For a long moment, time seemed to freeze, and it took the prince a while to come to his senses.
"Er...Er..." The prince was angry, pointing his finger at Yang Ning, and did not say a complete sentence for a long time.
"This is the end, but can you accept it?" Yang Ning glanced at Liao Jie's body, and at the same time turned back and stared at the prince.
"Accept..." The prince murmured to himself, staring at Liao Jie's body, which was still standing at this moment, and suddenly felt that he had really done something wrong...
Although it was early spring, the atrium was a bit cold at the moment.
"His Royal Highness, Prince Ning would like to see you." The guard came outside to deliver the message, but the prince didn't seem to hear it and continued to stare at the corpse, his eyes gradually becoming cold.
Yang Ning returned her sword to its sheath, her blood-red eyes seemed to retreat a bit, and she said softly: "I don't know what your original plan was, but it's a pity that if you want a result, I will give you the result now. I don't know if you are satisfied with it or not." ?" Yang Ning didn't have much favorable impressions of the Crown Prince, because people who were accustomed to conspiracy were too insidious and the world they lived in was too dark.
This is also the reason why Yang Ning does not want to interact with the court.
If the prince hadn't told him this time that there was an opportunity to enter the six colleges of the Great Qin Empire, Yang Ning would not even have gone to Liuyun City.
"Prince Ning has arrived." A loud voice woke everyone up.
Prince Ning, dressed in brocade robes, came to the atrium.
"What's going on?" Prince Ning didn't know anything about it. He only came to find out the cause because of fluctuations in sword intent coming from the Prince's Mansion.
"Liao Jie?" Prince Ning was surprised when he discovered that Liao Jie had lost all breath and had been killed by a sword.
Looking back, I saw a swordsman standing in the middle, his eyes focused, and he said, "Did you kill him?"
Yang Ning nodded.
"Do you know that you can't afford the consequences of killing him?" Prince Ning's eyes flashed, like a dragon or a tiger, with a faint glow.
"Responsibility? I am a swordsman." Yang Ning raised his sword, looked back at Liu Feng and others, and said: "Since the master here does not welcome us, why should we humiliate ourselves, just leave."
Yang Ning was disgusted with this kind of intrigue and intrigue, feeling that she would not be able to live in peace even for a moment.
Liufeng and others nodded, followed the footsteps of the netizen, turned around and were about to leave, but heard the prince speak.
"Leave? You killed Mr. Liao Jie and you still want to leave?" the prince asked. At the same time, with the sternness of his voice, dozens of government soldiers quickly surrounded the entire atrium.
"What do you want?" Jun Yuyu shouted angrily.
"I don't want to do anything, but for killing Mr. Liao Jie, you must at least give an explanation, right?" The prince was also a little hesitant. The Beixuan Sword Sect was destroyed, but the destruction of the Beixuan Sword Sect did not mean that he was at the mercy of others. , Liao Jie just confirmed this, but Liao Jie cannot die in vain, otherwise the prince's face will be lost.
"Explain?" Yang Ning snorted coldly.
"I don't know, is this okay?" Yang Ning put away the Chengyi Sword, but there was a bloody sword in his hand.
"Sword killing?" Prince Ning exclaimed.
The prince's eyes were solemn, and even the body-protecting Gangyuan of the Mountain-Building Realm was triggered on its own.
Because he felt a compelling murderous intent, and the target of this murderous intent was actually him.
"You..." The prince couldn't speak clearly, staring at the bloody sword in Yang Ning's hand, unable to speak for a long time.
"Hmph!" Yang Ning snorted softly, turned back to Liu Feng and others and said, "Let's go."
Yang Ning's footsteps have already entered the main hall.
Prince Ning stared at Yang Ning for a long time and finally said: "Your Excellency, wait a moment."
At the same time, Prince Ning glanced at the prince, quickly rushed to Yang Ning, and said, "Your Excellency, you haven't broken through the mountain-building realm yet, right?"
Yang Ning nodded.
"Two days later, it will be the day for admissions to the six major colleges of the Great Qin Empire. I wonder if you are interested?" Prince Ning led the way towards the main hall of the Prince's Mansion.
"Please come this way." Prince Ning did not act arrogantly. He was surprised by the bloody sword in Yang Ning's hand. Beixuan Sword Sect has a history of thousands of years, but since the beginning of Beixuan Sword Sect, this bloody sword has never had an owner. But now that the owner has appeared, and he is from the Liuyun Kingdom, there is no way King Ning would have betrayed such a genius. Liuyun Country.
A swordsman cannot be restrained, and at the same time, he must be given a broader world. Only in this way can he truly be at peace with the world.
And now Liuyun Country needs such talents.
Prince Ning's mind was spinning and he soon came up with an idea. No matter what, these people could not be allowed to betray Liuyun Kingdom.
As for the Liao family, King Ning believed that the prince would handle it properly.
A group of people walked into the main hall.
Prince Ning asked, "I don't know your name?"
"Yang Ning."
"Ah?" King Ning was surprised, staring at Yang Ning, and remembered a report from a few years ago, which was a border report from the Heyuci Empire.
General Qin Feng said: There will be no riots at the borders of the Yuci Empire within a hundred years, and the biggest contributor to this is Yang Ning.
Immediately afterwards, not long after, as expected, the Yuci Empire sent a letter of surrender, saying that it would make peace with Liuyun Kingdom for a hundred years.
Prince Ning weighed in his mind, is this Yang Ning the same as that Yang Ning?
"I wonder if you have ever been in the Gale Army?" Prince Ning thought it would be better to ask.
"The Gale Force?" Yang Ning turned around and said, "You did stay for a while." He didn't hide anything.
"I didn't expect you to have such cultivation at such a young age." Prince Ning praised, and at the same time distanced himself from Yang Ning.
"I wonder what the six colleges you are talking about are about?" Yang Ning was full of interest in this. After all, the desire for strength was Yang Ning's biggest desire since his rebirth.
"Although the six colleges are located in the Qin Empire, they have gathered the geniuses of the Sixteen Countries of Surabaya. Therefore, strictly speaking, they are colleges belonging to the Sixteen Countries of Surabaya..."
Prince Ning explained, and at the same time introduced the geniuses Liuyun Kingdom sent to the six major colleges this time.
Yang Ning stared at King Ning, full of curiosity about the six colleges, because during the process, King Ning mentioned a word, which aroused Yang Ning's curiosity.
A secret realm thousands of years ago.
There were all kinds of adventures, which made Yang Ning, who was thirsty for power, very excited.
"And what the prince did today is probably because of the limited quota in his hands, so..."
"Understood." Yang Ning also understood the prince's mood. After all, he had promised others, but when the time came he couldn't do it, and he felt uncomfortable.
It's just that the person the prince is looking for is a little too arrogant, otherwise he would not insult the Beixuan Sword Sect and cause death.
While everyone was discussing, the prince also gave an order in the second hall.
"Send a message to the Liao family and take this thing back." The prince pointed to the Weeping Bead on the ground.
After the guards left, the prince stared at the back of the main hall and said softly: "The death of a member of a noble family is really a headache..."
