Chapter 230

The cold aura coming from Mo Chuan was even heavier than Chu Shao Yang's and there was also a cold killing intent coming from him.

He stood there without moving. He gently put Chen Ning down and then pushed her behind him. This action made Chu Shao Yang even angrier.

"Your princess? What qualifications do you have to say she's your princess? " Mo Chuan's voice was even colder than Chu Shao Yang's. Each word he said was filled with power, "For a concubine, you sent her flying with a single palm strike. You watched her fall from the sky and didn't save her, so what qualifications do you have to say she's your princess! How do you have the face to open your mouth! "

He cursed to his heart's content and the surrounding people were all stunned.

The horse grooms couldn't help shaking their ears and rubbing their eyes. They suspected that they were dreaming.

Because they never would have dreamed that there would be someone in this world that dared to point at his highness' nose and curse at him.

Chen Ning's eyes lit up and she almost wanted to applaud Mo Chuan's words.

Wow! So cool!

Every single word of his had struck deep into her heart!

These words were like a series of large slaps, slapping Chu Shao Yang's cheeks.

Chu Shao Yang's face was red and filled with anger. His handsome face became twisted as his eyes finally fell onto Mo Chuan's face and he slowly opened his mouth.

"If this king lets you die like this, this king isn't surnamed Chu!"

The anger in his chest almost ignited his entire body. Other than anger, there was also an indescribable emotion in his heart.

Especially when he saw this man holding Chen Ning and the two of them whispering to each other, completely ignoring everyone around them. He couldn't help wanting to kill someone!

That was his princess, his woman!

Even if he didn't want her and threw her away, he wouldn't allow anyone to touch her!

Mo Chuan stood in front of Chen Ning like a mountain. Facing Chu Shao Yang who was filled with killing intent, he did not take half a step back.

"Chu?" He gave a cold laugh and his voice was as cold as ice, "Are you worthy of this surname?"

"Seeking death!"

Mo Chuan's words were like adding oil to a fire, making all of Chu Shao Yang's blood rush to his head. His eyes almost popped out of his head as his right hand touched his waist and a cold glowing sword appeared in his hand.

The sword glow was like water as it flowed endlessly, reflecting the sunlight with a cold glow. The sword was as soft as a snake as it danced in the air.

They could only hear the sound of cold breaths being sucked in.

The horse grooms around them were all shocked.

Even Chen Bi Yun never would have thought that Chu Shao Yang would carry a soft sword on his waist.

Chu Shao Yang was proud and arrogant. Adding in his strong martial arts, this Spirit Snake Sword that could cut through iron like mud had been kept close to his body, but he had never used it in the last ten years.

He wanted to kill today. he wanted to him. He just wanted to kill. He just wanted to kill this black clothed man in this.

His right hand trembled and the soft snake like sword suddenly became straight, stabbing at Mo Chuan's right wrist.

The Spirit Snake Sword was filled with internal energy as it whistled through the air. Before the sword arrived, the sound had already arrived.

This sword was filled with anger and its might was unstoppable.

Although Chu Shao Yang hated Mo Chuan, this sword was not aimed at Mo Chuan's vital points. He was not willing to kill Mo Chuan with this sword, he wanted to cut off Mo Chuan's tendons first and turn him into a cripple. Then in front of Chen Ning, he would cut off all ten of his fingers, cut off his hands, and then cut off his arms.