Jiang Ziying's words made everyone look horrified.
The people in Dongxuanzhou had excitement in their eyes, thinking that Jiang Ziying was trying to stand up for them.
Lu Mingli and other people from southern Xinjiang were on the opposite side.
They were still extremely wary of Jiang Ziying. After all, Jiang Ziying was the prince of the Divine Sword Dynasty. Her talents and resources were beyond the reach of ordinary people. Even Lu Mingli began to become nervous.
Thinking of this, he said: "The Seventh Prince is really joking. This ancient civilization is full of opportunities. How could we be the only ones here? The Demonic Merciless Master from the Demonic Sword Abyss in Southern Xinjiang is also here. But now, in Pursue even more powerful opportunities.”
Lu Mingli said, moving Mo Qingqing out.
Facing Jiang Ziying, he had no confidence.
"Mo Wuqing?" Jiang Ziying's eyes condensed for a moment, but they quickly returned to normal.
"No wonder you dare to be so arrogant and dare to take action against my cultivators in Dongxuan Province. However, a demon and ruthlessness cannot suppress this prince." Jiang Ziying said coldly.
coming!
All the cultivators in Dongxuan Prefecture were shocked.
"Seventh Prince, what do you mean by this?" Lu Mingli's pupils were wary, and the magic power surged out of his body, and he was ready.
"What do you mean? There is always cause and effect. If you dare to attack our people in Dongxuan Province, you will have to pay the price. Give you a chance, cut off your own arm, hand over what you get from here, and spare your life." Jiang Ziying said coldly. Open your mouth.
There was silence.
The demonic cultivators from Southern Xinjiang gathered together in an instant, with evil auras on their faces, their demonic aura stirring, and they were ready for a fight.
"Impossible, why should we give you what we got?"
"That is, if you don't have the strength, why do you look for someone to back you up? If Young Master Mo Wuqing were here, would you dare to be arrogant?"
"If you want something, it's impossible. The worst case scenario is a fight."
…
The southern border demon cultivators spoke one after another with unabashed ridicule.
It has to be said that compared to Dongxuanzhou, they are more wanton and show their demonic nature.
The people of Dongxuanzhou were said to be blushing.
Originally, they had a conflict with the Southern Xinjiang Demonic Cultivator, and they themselves were outmatched. They thought that when they saw Jiang Ziying, under Jiang Ziying's suppression, the other party would bow down and let them regain their position. But I didn't expect the people in southern Xinjiang to be so strong when facing Jiang Ziying, without giving him any face.
"As expected of the Southern Xinjiang Demon Cultivators, all of them are very strong-minded. However, the more powerful they are, the more I want to see them crawling on the ground." Jiang Ziying felt a chill and glanced at Lu Mingli and others like a sword.
"Now, all of you, kneel down." Jiang Ziying shouted solemnly.
The mighty pressure came suddenly.
Except for Lu Mingli, everyone else had painful expressions on their faces.
"Tianhuang noble man!" Lu Mingli gritted his teeth.
As soon as this aura appeared, he understood that it was not Jiang Ziying's strength at all, but came from the sword in his hand.
Born in the royal family, this sword has been blessed by the imperial sword and has long been no longer an ordinary magic weapon. It contains supreme will and can crush all living beings.
Let alone the same level, even if the cultivation level is one level higher, it is useless.
Even though Lu Mingli is now at the Unknown Sword Realm, he is still a young genius and can fight beyond the next level. But it still didn't happen. Under the pressure of this aura, he couldn't help but his veins suddenly popped out and he began to resist desperately.
But the gap is a gap. The will of Tianhuang Guizhou's sword can break his mind.
"You still dare to resist? Are you waiting for me to draw my sword? In three breaths, kneel down." Jiang Ziying was unruly.
He believed that he was invincible. After all, he had the divine sword in his hand. Even Ke Dao and even the Sword King would have to avoid him, let alone the one in front of him.
Plop...
One after another, the Southern Border Demonic Cultivator began to kneel to the ground. Even those who were not at the Inscription Sword Realm were shaken to their core and their sword souls trembled.
Even Lu Mingli was struggling to resist at this time, with blood dripping from the corners of his mouth: "Seventh Prince, do you want to declare war with Southern Xinjiang?"
Lu Mingli gritted his teeth and said.
"Declaring war, do you have the qualifications? Can you represent Southern Xinjiang? Not to mention humiliating you, even if you are all killed, who would dare to disobey in Southern Xinjiang?" Jiang Ziying narrowed his eyes and snorted coldly.
Yin!
Suddenly, at this moment, the sound of a sword being unsheathed suddenly echoed in the air.
All eyes were attracted.
Immediately afterwards, a dark red demonic energy gathered like wind and drowned.
"Jiang Ziying, what are you pretending to be? Come on, let me see, what do you want to do? Who do you want to kill? Who can you kill?"
A voice stirred the heaven and the earth.
Immediately, Huang Guizhou's vibrating will was directly shattered that day.
The eyes of all the southern border demon cultivators burst out with surprise, but they were overjoyed to hear this voice.
The devil is ruthless.
The devil is coming.
boom!
The ruthless figure of the devil descended, wielding a sword in the void, and a body of devilish aura rippled in the void. The sky was covered by the sun, and there was no light in the sky and the earth.
All eyes in the field were fixed on Mo Wuqing.
"Demon is ruthless!" Jiang Ziying's face darkened and she took back her sword.
The four Nanming people around him took a step forward and protected Jiang Ziying behind them.
"The devil is ruthless and must not be arrogant." Nan Ming spoke decisively, with a solemn expression on his face.
As soon as Mo Qingqing appeared, they all felt a kind of terror that hit their souls. As sword kings, they also felt pressure at this time.
"Presumptuous? Who is so presumptuous? He, Jiang Ziying, is nothing but worthy of being surrendered and knelt down by my Southern Xinjiang demon cultivator?" Mo Qingqing responded domineeringly, not even taking the four of them seriously.
"What? You, Mo Qingqing, also care about their life and death?" Jiang Ziying asked coldly.
"It's none of my business whether they live or die. In the land of chance, if you are inferior to others in terms of skills, you deserve to die. But if someone takes advantage of their power to bully others...hehe, there is no one in our southern border!" Mo Qingqing sneered, flicking his long sleeves, and his demonic intentions were overwhelming. .
"Hmph!" Jiang Ziying snorted coldly.
The two sides were confronting each other and a stalemate broke out.
"You have people in southern Xinjiang, but don't I have people in Dongxuanzhou? Mo Wuqing, do you really think you are invincible?"
Suddenly, a figure came with a sword.
The sword energy surged forward, shining brightly like red flames.
And the aura on his body was even more terrifying.
"Senior Brother Xuangan is here, that's great."
"Senior Brother Xuangan's aura is strong again. This must be a heaven-defying opportunity."
"Great, now even Mo Wuwu has no right to be arrogant."
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Countless people from Dongxuanzhou spoke with excitement on their faces.
Mo Wuqing was too domineering, making them feel powerless. Especially since even Jiang Ziying didn't dare to refute before, it made them even more afraid. But now that Li Xuan felt it, they seemed to have found a savior.
"Look at how awesome you are. Li Xuangan, do you want to try if I am invincible? Do you really think that you are qualified to be arrogant in front of me after you have broken through to the Inscription Sword Realm?" Mo Qingqing just said He glanced at it briefly, then looked away, with a bored look on his face.
"Then give it a try!" Li Xuangan's eyes were filled with anger, and a war sword suddenly appeared in his hand.
The battle sword was magnificent, with fire all over it, as if there were inexplicable flames burning, which shocked people's hearts.
Mo Wuqing was still unafraid. He raised the corner of his mouth and the demonic energy on his body exploded instantly. In the next moment, a demonic sword inadvertently swayed in front of his chest.
boom.
The overwhelming demonic energy surging above the demonic sword was like black flames beating.
"Do you think you are the only one who has a chance? Come on, let me give you a chance and draw your sword." Mo Qingqing said lightly, extremely arrogant.
