"Because our Qi State has Zhao Lingxing." Jiang Wenlong said lightly: "And you, Yan State, is the only one who can be used on the battlefield. Is it possible to fight Zhao Lingxing alone, Xiao Yuanjing."

"However, Xiao Yuanjing only has 30,000 personal soldiers, while General Zhao Lingxing has a million troops." Jiang Wenlong said: "His Majesty Yan Emperor, who was divided into Dalin County, has the name of cede land, which is not very nice, but it is better than a country that is destroyed."

After saying that, Jiang Wenlong saw that Emperor Yan stopped talking, he said, "Since His Majesty Emperor Yan is determined, then I will surrender."

Jiang Wenlong turned around and left. Shortly after he left, Emperor Yan coughed violently: "Bastard! Qi is too bullying! A mere prince dares to say such arrogant words to me!"

Huang Zishi whispered: "Your Majesty, don't be angry, don't be angry."

Emperor Yan clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and said, "Send the order, who will win Jiang Wenlong today, I will have a great reward!!!"

"What." Huang Zishi was stunned for a moment, and he whispered: "Your Majesty, have we discussed before, so why don't we hurt Jiang Wenlong?"

"Hmph." Emperor Yan said coldly: "There is such a clear intention to fight. Do you really think that I, Yan, can't bully me?"

"yes."

Huang Zishi nodded slightly.

...

The ceremony of enthroning the king is actually quite boring, it is some of the rules and etiquettes of Yan State.

Finally, the tedious ceremony ended, and it was already noon, with the scorching sun shining.

Wang Gouzi also walked off the platform and returned to his seat.

Originally, the ceremony of the king was just a formality, and nothing was too important.

At this time, Huang Zishi walked up to the high platform. He held his hands behind his back, glanced at the masters of the three major sects, and said loudly: "Everyone should know that the Crown Prince of Qi, Jiang Wenlong, came to our Yan State, and wanted to make friends through martial arts and compete."

"This is a good thing. His Majesty Yan Emperor ordered that if any monk could beat Jiang Wenlong today, he would have a great reward!"

Hearing this, the monks below were stunned.

The cultivators from the three major sects are all masters and elites who are no more than 30 years old. Before they came, they also heard that Jiang Wenlong was extremely powerful.

However, the elders of the master sect specifically ordered that you should not really hurt the prince, and winning or losing is not important.

But now, His Majesty Yan has changed his oral order.

What's going on?

Everyone was a little strange.

At this time, Jiang Wenlong walked onto the ring wearing a casual outfit and a sword behind his back, looking heroic.

Lin Fan sat in the audience. At this time, someone came over there at some point.

"Brother, you are here too."

Listening to this voice, Lin Fan felt a little familiar and looked over it.

But it was the one who disguised himself as a man before.

She was wearing a court uniform at this time, and Lin Fan suddenly became speechless. How did this girl get in? And she was wearing an official uniform, so why wouldn't she be afraid of being discovered?

"Brother, I didn't expect to meet again so soon." Lin Fan said with a smile, not pointing out the fact that this woman was dressed as a man.

But this guy looks pretty good, and I'm afraid he's one of the best beauties when he changes into women's clothing.

She whispered: "Aren't I here to watch the fun? I heard that the prince of Qi came to challenge the three major sects of Yan. What an exciting thing."

Lin Fan smiled, said nothing, and looked at the stage.

On the ring, Huang Zishi had already gone down. At this time, a disciple in the costume of the Wushuang Sword Sect, about thirty years old, jumped up and jumped onto the platform.

"The Wushuang Sword Sect, Huaxing." The young man said: "The cultivation level of the late stage of the Immortal Realm."

"Late stage of the Wonderland of Wisdom." Jiang Wenlong looked at it and laughed: "It's good, it's good to treat it as an appetizer."

Hua Xing frowned. He was only thirty years old and had reached the late stage of Jiexian Realm. Even in the Wushuang Sword Sect, he was a rare genius. Although Jiang Wenlong was at the peak of Jiexian Realm, he should not be so arrogant!

However, Hua Xing also sneered in his heart. This guy is the best. The more arrogant he is, the more flaws he will get.

Hua Xing pulled out a sword behind him and pointed at Jiang Wenlong: "Draw the sword!"

Jiang Wenlong put his left hand on his back and stretched out two fingers with his right hand: "You are not qualified to let me draw the sword."

As soon as this sentence was said, it was instantly full of style.

"You can really show off."

"You can really show off."

Lin Fan and the girl disguised as a man couldn't help but say in unison.

"It's really a hero who sees the same thing." The girl said to Lin Fan: "By the way, what's your name? You're so familiar with me, but you still don't know."

"Lin Fan." Lin Fan had a dark face. He didn't seem to be very familiar with you.

"My name is Zhou Qianwen." The girl said, "The boat of the boat."

"Zhou Qianwen, a good name." Lin Fan nodded and looked up at the stage again.

Zhou Qianwen whispered: "Brother, do you think that Jiang Wenlong is so good at pretending, how many moves can he play with Huaxing?"

"I don't know." Lin Fan shook his head and said, "No matter what Huaxing said, he is also a master of the Wushuang Sword Sect. You shouldn't be able to find out where to go."

"Brother Lin, you said..."

Lin Fan was speechless. Is this guy a little annoying?

This time the opportunity is rare. I can observe the specific strength of the masters in the Kunlun domain, but an annoying spirit came next to me.

Hua Xing's face darkened and he said, "Since you are so rampant, I'm not polite."

After saying that, Hua Xing waved the long sword in his hand and slashed at Jiang Wenlong.

Jiang Wenlong showed a faint smile on his lips. He could see Huaxing's offensive clearly and easily avoid all Huaxing's attacks.

"Sword Control Technique! Flowing Sword Technique!" Hua Xing didn't care whether he would hurt Jiang Wenlong.

First, Emperor Yan promised a reward, and second, this guy didn't draw his sword, which looked down on him too much.

As a high disciple of the Wushuang Sword Sect, Huaxing is also a talented person.

Six sword energy burst out around Huaxing's body and instantly shot towards Jiang Wenlong.

Jiang Wenlong's eyes lit up at this time and he said, "Is this the unique skill inherited from Shushan by the Wushuang Sword Sect? Not bad."

Lin Fan was stunned when he saw this. It was the first time he saw it.

This is the weakened version of the Royal Qi-Crazy Sword.

These six sword energy rushed towards Jiang Wenlong.

A faint sneer appeared at the corner of Jiang Wenlong's mouth, and the magic power gushed out from his body, forming a shield.

These six sword energy slashed on the shield and had no effect.

Even the shield cannot be broken.

"What else do you have?" Jiang Wenlong asked proudly: "Otherwise, if I take action, you will lose the ability to resist."

"It's really good to pretend!"

Lin Fan and Zhou Qianwen said again in unison.

Huaxing's face turned red, and he could feel the huge gap between himself and Jiang Wenlong.

If this continues, it may be difficult to be his opponent. Is there any way to use that move?
Chapter completed!