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 the opposite.
They were still extremely wary of Jiang Ziying. After all, Jiang Ziying was the prince of the Divine Sword Dynasty, and her talents and resources were beyond the comparison of ordinary people. Even Lu Mingli began to become nervous.
When he thought 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? Our Demonic Prince 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 soon returned to normal.
"No wonder you dare to be so arrogant and dare to take action against my cultivators in Dongxuan Province. However, a ruthless demon cannot suppress this prince." Jiang Ziying said coldly.
coming!
All the cultivators in Dongxuanzhou were shocked.
"Seventh Prince, what do you mean by this?" Lu Mingli's pupils were alert, and the magic power surged out of his body, and he was ready.
"What do you mean? Cause and effect are inevitable. If you dare to attack my people in Dongxuanzhou, you will have to pay the price. I will give you a chance to cut off your own arm and hand over what you get from here. I will spare your life." Jiang Ziying said coldly.
Open your mouth.
There was silence.
The demonic cultivators in Southern Xinjiang gathered together instantly, with evil auras on their faces, the demonic aura stirred up, and they were ready for a battle.
"Impossible, why should we give you what we got?"
"That is, if you don't have the strength, why don't you look for someone to support you? If Master Mo Wuqing were here, would you dare to be arrogant?"
"If you want something, it's impossible. The worst thing you can do is fight."
…
The demonic cultivators in Southern Xinjiang 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 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 they didn't expect that the people in Southern Xinjiang would not respond to Jiang Ziying.
Being so strong doesn't give him any face.
"As expected of the Demonic Cultivators of Southern Xinjiang, all of them have great character. 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 expressions of pain on their faces.
"Your Majesty Tianhuang!" 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 was now at the Inscription Sword Realm, he was still a young genius and could leap forward to fight. But he still didn't. Under the pressure of this aura, he couldn't stand it. In an instant, his veins 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, with the divine sword in hand, even Ke Dao and even the sword king would have to avoid him, let alone the one in front of him.
Plop...
With one sound after another, the southern border demonic cultivators began to kneel to the ground. Even some whose cultivation level was not at the Inscribed Sword Realm were shaken to the point where their minds were shaken and their sword souls were trembling.
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 in Southern Xinjiang would dare to disobey?" 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 are 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, the will that Huang Guizhou had shaken that day was directly shattered.
All the southern border demon cultivators had a look of surprise in their eyes, but they were overjoyed when they heard 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.
"The devil is ruthless!" Jiang Ziying's face darkened and she took back the sword in her hand.
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 Wuqing appeared, they all felt a kind of terror that struck their souls directly. As sword kings, they also felt pressure at this time.
"Presumptuous? Who is so presumptuous? He, Jiang Ziying, is nothing but worthy of me, the Southern Xinjiang Demon Cultivator, surrendering and kneeling down?" 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 a land of chance, if you are inferior in skills to others, you deserve to die. But if someone bullies others with their power... Hehe, there is no one in our southern border!" Mo Qingqing sneered, flicking his long sleeves, and his demonic intent was overwhelming.
.
"Humph!" Jiang Ziying snorted coldly.
The two sides confronted 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, 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 has become stronger again. This must be a heaven-defying opportunity."
"Great, now even Mo Wuwu has no right to be arrogant."
…
Countless people from Dongxuanzhou spoke with excitement on their faces.
Mo Qingqing was too overbearing, making them feel powerless. Especially when Jiang Ziying didn't dare to refute before, it made them fearful. 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 Unknown 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 Qingqing was still undaunted. He raised the corner of his mouth and the demonic energy on his body instantly exploded. Immediately after, 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.
