Swelling
"So what if I'm crippled? What's the big deal?"
Shrugging his shoulders, Feng Zi dragged his heavy footsteps down the arena.
The fourth prince of the Lan Qing Nation was so logical. Xue Wu Tian was allowed to attack him, but he was not allowed to cripple Xue Wu Tian's cultivation?
What a joke.
"Hahaha! I'm dying of laughter. After all this, it turns out that Feng Zi was pretending to be weak. "
"That's right. I was worried about his safety at first, but it seems like I was overthinking it."
"Feng Zi is still a little stronger. Before he fought with Xue Wu Tian, he had already fought with the eldest prince. To be able to defeat Xue Wu Tian, I have to say that he is indeed very strong."
"Look at the fourth prince's face. What's the difference between him and a pig's liver?"
"Hahaha …"
The crowd followed the last warrior's words and looked at the fourth prince of the Lan Qing Nation.
When they saw the Fourth Prince's face, which was as red as a pig's liver, everyone burst out laughing again.
"You're asking for it!"
The words of the surrounding martial art practitioners caused the Fourth Prince to be on the verge of exploding with rage.
When he was in the Lan Qing Nation, when had he ever been mocked like this?
An aunt could tolerate this, but an uncle could not!
In the next instant, he cursed under his breath. His body immediately shot out and headed straight for Feng Zi.
Feng Zi had crippled Xue Wu Tian's cultivation. He had to get back at him. Otherwise, how could he stand up in the Lan Qing Nation?
"Oh no!"
Feng Zi did not expect the fourth prince to be so arrogant. He was flustered that he dared to attack him in front of so many warriors.
After experiencing two life and death battles, Feng Zi had expended too much energy.
In his current state, even if he used his trump card, he might not be able to block the fourth prince's powerful attack.
At the critical moment, Feng Zi quickly retreated, hoping to avoid the fourth prince's fatal attack.
However, the fourth prince had obviously used all his strength. In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Feng Zi. He raised his right hand and slammed it towards Feng Zi's head.
The Fourth Prince's attack was powerful and heavy, and it contained an extremely violent fluctuation of Yuan Qi.
One hit kill!
There was only one thought in the fourth prince's mind, and that was to kill in one hit!
"Hmph! How dare you behave so atrociously in the Great Xia Kingdom! "
Just as the Fourth Prince's fist was about to strike Feng Fengzi's head, Ning Yue, who was not far away, snorted coldly and slashed out with the Broken Soul Sword in his hand.
Huala!
In an instant, a huge wave of sword ripples was formed, blasting towards the Fourth Prince.
"I'm going to kill Feng Zi no matter what today!"
Sensing the powerful sword ripple above his head, the Fourth Prince clenched his teeth. Even if he had to face Ning Yue's sword ripple head-on, he had to kill Feng Zi.
"Damn it! Soul suppression! "
The Fourth Prince's crazy actions caused Ning Yue's face to completely darken.
Wasn't this too ruthless? In order to kill Feng Zi, he did not hesitate to take one of his sword waves head-on.
However, Ning Yue would never allow Feng Zi to be harmed!
The soul power at the peak of the fifth grade poured out and appeared in front of the Fourth Prince in the blink of an eye. Then, it pressed down fiercely.
"Not good, it's soul suppression!"
The strength of the Fourth Prince's Soul Power had also reached the early stage of Grade 5. Naturally, he knew that Ning Yue had used Soul Suppression on him.
Swoosh!
After knowing that Ning Yue had used Soul Suppression, the Fourth Prince immediately gave up on attacking Feng Zi and retreated.
Any martial artist who could use Soul Suppression, even if it was only the first stage of Soul Suppression, was not something he could withstand.
Moreover, he could feel that the strength of Ning Yue's Soul Power was far stronger than his!
Peak of the fifth grade!
The strength of Ning Yue's Soul Power had reached the peak of the fifth grade.
Pfft!
Even though the Fourth Prince reacted in time, he was still affected by Ning Yue's Soul Suppression.
A fishy taste came from his throat, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood. His breathing was slightly weak.
"Ning Yue, I admit that I've underestimated you." Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, the Fourth Prince leaped into the arena.
Pointing his palm at Ning Yue, the Fourth Prince said coldly, "Now, I'm officially issuing a challenge to you. Do you dare to accept?"
"Has the Fourth Prince of the Lan Qing Kingdom lost his mind? Why must he fight with Ning Yue? "
"He must have lost his mind. With his strength, how could he be a match for Ning Yue?"
"In my opinion, Ning Yue will defeat the Fourth Prince of the Lan Qing Kingdom in three moves at most."
"Three moves? Let me guess. "
"One move is not possible. Why don't we make a bet?"
"Let's bet! Who's afraid of who!"
The martial artists below the arena started a bet on how many moves the Fourth Prince would take to defeat Ning Yue.
This kind of behavior obviously did not take the Fourth Prince seriously.
"The Fourth Prince of the Lan Qing Kingdom …"
Ning Yue did not answer the Fourth Prince immediately. Instead, he pondered for a moment and asked, "If you want to challenge me, give me a reason why I must accept it."
"Hmph! If you're afraid, you can choose not to accept it. I won't force you. "The Fourth Prince snorted coldly.
"Idiot."
After saying this, Ning Yue gave Sikong Ling and the others a look and walked straight out of the square.
Ning Yue did not have time to waste here. The injury on Sikong Ling's left hand could not be delayed for long. He had to change his hand as soon as possible, or else the consequences would be unimaginable!
As for the hand that he wanted to change Sikong Ling's hand, Ning Yue had already prepared it. It was the hand that he had obtained from Su Xingyan!
If Sikong Ling was given the hand of a Manifestation Realm martial artist, his strength would increase by at least a few times.
"Ning Yue, you coward! You don't dare to fight with the Fourth Prince!" Seeing that Ning Yue was about to leave, Li Minggang, who was next to him, shouted before the Fourth Prince could say anything, "Little bastard, you better hope that we don't run into you again. Otherwise, we'll beat you up until you look for your teeth on the ground …"
Swoosh!
Before Li Minggang could finish his sentence, Ning Yue's eyes turned cold and appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye.
Pa pa pa pa …
His left and right hands moved at the same time. Ning Yue's palms repeatedly slapped Li Minggang's cheeks.
In a short while, Li Minggang's cheeks were swollen.
"Woo woo, woo woo woo … woo woo …"
As he watched Ning Yue retreat to the other side, Li Minggang opened his mouth to speak, but his mouth was filled with whimpering sounds.
His cheeks were swollen, causing him to be unable to make a normal sound!
"Fourth Prince, you better control your dog. If he continues to have such a cheap mouth, it won't be as simple as just slapping him."
Ning Yue glanced at the Fourth Prince on the stage and said in an indifferent tone.
"It's just a dog. If it's killed, then so be it. I don't care at all." The Fourth Prince shrugged his shoulders, evidently not taking Li Minggang's life to heart.
"I don't care, we'll never meet again."
As he spoke, Ning Yue walked towards the exit of the square.
Swish!
However, Ning Yue had only taken a few steps when a figure dashed towards him from the entrance of the square.
Looking at the figure flying towards him, Ning Yue's face lit up.
This was because this figure was none other than Hong Mo, who he had called to buy medicinal herbs!
As long as Hong Mo returned, he could start refining the antidote for the Heart Devouring Pill.
"Hmm?"
Suddenly, Ning Yue frowned slightly, vaguely feeling that something was wrong.
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