Peach Fortune Ring

"Yes!"

The two Vientiane Army also stared at Song Yan coldly, and then retreated.

"Thank you princess for your kindness!"

Elder Shan said hastily, but there was cold sweat on his back, and he hated Song Yan to death in his heart, and decided to teach him a good lesson when the banquet was over.

Song Yan, on the other hand, seemed quite calm, without showing any signs of panic.

For a moment, Princess Wanxiang couldn't help looking at him with a little more interest in her eyes. As for that Qing'er looking at Song Yan, there was a lot of unkindness in her eyes.

This turmoil is over, which makes everyone feel a little regretful.

"Princess, boy Tianyang, I dare to toast you!"

"Little girl Sima Wuyan, here is a toast to the princess!"

The toasting continued, Tianjiao stood up one by one, toasting respectfully.

After the toast was over, the sound of silk and bamboo sounded again. Then, eight beautiful women in white dresses came to the main hall and danced. I am used to dancing, but I can't help being attracted.

After dancing for a quarter of an hour, the dance was over, and everyone cheered again and again.

"Princess, this servant has a proposal!"

At this moment, Qing'er, a charming girl, stood up.

Princess Wanxiang glanced at her with some reproach: "Let's talk."

"My maidservant heard that the Tianjiao of the Tianyang Domain are all highly cultivated and have extraordinary martial arts skills. Why don't we let them compete with our Wanxiang Army, so that we can cheer for everyone!"

Hearing the first half of the sentence, Tianjiao from all walks of life felt quite proud, but after hearing the second half of the sentence, the faces of all the people became extremely ugly.

The eight Vientiane Army standing there are all demigod-level powerhouses, and there is no possibility of winning at all. What else can they do except lose face.

"Bullshit!"

Princess Wanxiang scolded softly.

"Princess servants are not messing around, they are just curious about the strength of Tianyang Territory's geniuses." The charming girl still refused to give up, and when she spoke, she deliberately glanced at Song Yan.

"My girl, the Myriad Phrases Army are all elites among the elites, and our Tianjiao in Tianyang Region is absolutely no match!" A demigod elder of a sect stood up and said.

"That's right! There is no comparison at all, so please don't let them make a fool of themselves!"

The elders of another family quickly agreed.

"It's better to let them perform their own martial arts, and the adults of the Vientiane Army don't have to participate!" Another elder suggested.

"Humph!"

The delicate girl let out a cold snort, then glanced disdainfully across all the Tianjiao, and said with disdain: "I don't even have the guts to fight with the Vientiane Army, everyone is cowardly, such a group of cowardly people deserves to be called Tianjiao, you are simply insulting the word Tianjiao!"

"Qing'er, you are too presumptuous!"

Princess Wanxiang shouted softly, with a bit of anger on her face.

"Princess, Qing'er is wrong, Qing'er thinks too highly of them!" As soon as the words fell, the other party retreated behind Princess Wanxiang again.

The faces of Tianjiao from all walks of life were quite ugly. Although the charming girl admitted her mistake, her tone still showed disdain and ridicule towards them.

"Princess, I beg you to fight the Vientiane Army!"

Xie Jinghong suddenly walked from his seat to the main hall, and said in a firm tone.

Xie Jinghong ranked seventh on the list of potential dragons, his swordsmanship is extremely superb, and he has a male and female appearance, and his appearance is extremely beautiful.

Princess Wanxiang said: "Young Master Xie, don't argue with Qing'er, she is just young and ignorant, she has no malicious intentions!"

"Please let the princess do it!"

Xie Jinghong bent over and said.

A look of helplessness flashed across Princess Wanxiang's face: "Hey, all right, Mr. Xie please, I'll order someone to call a sergeant!"

"Thank you, Princess, for making it happen!"

Xie Jinghong said gratefully, and finally straightened his body.

Soon, a Vientiane Army from the early days of Faxiang arrived.

This Vientiane Army has an ordinary appearance and dark skin, but his whole body exudes an air of iron and blood.

"Cheng Meng, remember that you and Mr. Xie are just competing, remember, he is not your enemy!" Princess Wanxiang said.

"Princess, don't worry, I will be careful and I won't kill him!" Cheng Meng nodded and said in a deep voice.

Immediately, Xie Jinghong's face turned red for a while, and then he said to Cheng Meng: "This brother will inevitably suffer casualties in the competition, please don't hold back, otherwise you will show the greatest disrespect to your opponent!"

Cheng Meng glanced at Xie Jinghong in surprise, and said with a smile: "Looking at your skinny skin and tender flesh, I didn't expect you to have such a tough personality. Very good, I like you, don't worry, I won't kill you of!"

"unnecessary!"

Accompanied by a clear sword cry, a blue long sword suddenly came out of its sheath and turned into a blue afterglow, piercing Cheng Meng's chest like lightning.

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Chapter 610 [-] Losing streak

"quack!"

Cheng Meng let out a strange laugh, a layer of faint golden light appeared on his fist, and then he swung his fist and smashed out

"Oh!"

With a loud noise, the fist wrapped in the golden light shattered the sword light and went straight to Xie Jinghong's chest with an irresistible force.

The three major practice treasures in the Vientiane Army are the "Golden Bell Emperor's Sutra", "The Emperor's Sword Sutra" and "The Emperor's Fist Sutra".

What Cheng Meng practiced was the "Golden Bell Emperor's Sutra". His defensive power was extremely abnormal, and his brute force reached an extremely terrifying level.

The sword light shattered, Xie Jinghong couldn't help being startled, secretly thinking that the opponent's strength and defense were so strong, he actually resisted his sword light with his body, but crushed his sword light, facing the punch coming in the chest, he Turning slightly to one side, the magical weapon in his hand suddenly burst out clusters of splendid tiny sword lights, piercing every vital point such as the eyes, throat, and lower abdomen.

But to Xie Jinghong's surprise, Cheng Meng seemed to turn a blind eye to those sword qi attacks, turning his punches into sweeping sweeps, and at the same time, his long legs kicked out loudly.

"Dangdangdang!"

The golden light splashed, and Xie Jinghong's sword light pierced Cheng Meng's body without causing any damage.