From Princess of the Cold Palace to Empress of Heaven

"Without mentioning her identity, Feng Zhenchuan's strength alone is already at the peak of Qi refining. Although Princess Ziwei is also at the peak of Qi refining, her strength may not be comparable to the true disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect."

All the people present nodded their heads. Spirit Sword Sect disciples are the heaviest to kill. Within the same rank, there are few opponents, not to mention true disciples. It is probably easy to kill the enemy by leapfrogging the rank.

And Princess Ziwei has never heard of any extraordinary achievements since her debut.

While everyone was whispering, Feng Yi snorted coldly, and the audience fell silent for an instant.

He scanned the audience, and finally landed on Xiao Minghuang, showing a playful smile, and said:

"I've heard people say that you are the Ninth Princess of Xia Kingdom... Oh yes, now that you are named Princess Ziwei, it seems that Emperor Xia attaches great importance to you!"

"So what?"

Xiao Minghuang frowned slightly, and a trace of disgust flashed in her eyes. She always felt that Fengyi seemed to have another purpose.

So, she called up the system panel, and Fengyi's information came into view.

【Name: Fengyi】

[Realm: Peak Qi Refining Realm]

【Fate: Delusion-breaking God's Eye (Purple), Swordsman (Blue)】

[Natural divine eyes, see through illusions, go straight to the source, no matter any restrictions, seals, shackles, or formations, there is nothing to hide in front of his eyes.

A master of swordsmanship, practicing swordsmanship is twice the result with half the effort. 】

Seeing the rich panel, Xiao Minghuang frowned slightly, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, as if some important information had been skipped.

At this moment, Feng Yi's gaze turned, and finally landed on Lin Wanqiu. After taking a few glances, he asked the Eighth Prince beside him in a low voice.

"Who is the girl in red standing next to Princess Ziwei?"

Hearing this, the Eighth Prince responded:

"She is the daughter of the Lord of Beiyang, Lin Wanqiu."

Hearing this, Feng Yi narrowed his eyes, his haughty expression gradually faded away, revealing a hint of a smile.

He was born with delusion-breaking eyes, no matter what kind of physique or seal, he could easily see through it.

During this trip, he originally just came out for a casual walk, but he didn't expect to encounter a spiritual source containing an innate divine object first, and then an innate Taiyin spirit body that had not yet awakened.

If he can get this woman, he can double cultivate with her, and he will definitely be able to improve his cultivation quickly. In the future, even if he defeats the senior brother, it is not impossible to compete for the position of the young master.

Feng Yi looked at Lin Wanqiu, grinned, and said:

"Closed disciple under the seat of Elder Xuanjian of Xialingjianmen, Fengyi, I want to get to know Miss Lin, can I show you some face?"

"Not interested in."

Lin Wanqiu replied indifferently.

Feng Yi's gaze was fixed, his brows were wrinkled, he took a deep breath, and continued:

"Miss Lin, I see that you are completely amazed. You have excellent talent and can enter my Spirit Sword Sect. I can recommend Miss Lin to become a true disciple directly."

"Miss Lin should know where the Spirit Sword Sect is. It is the number one sect in the southern region. The cultivation resources, skills and martial arts it possesses are not comparable to that of a small Xia country. I advise Miss Lin to think about it carefully." consider."

Faced with these words, Lin Wanqiu didn't even bother to reason, and just said lightly:

"Not interested, please don't mention it again."

These words entered the ears of everyone present, and it was even more unpleasant.

In broad daylight, the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect just want to poach Da Xia's talented warrior so directly, they don't take Da Xia seriously!

"Alas! Although Great Xia can dominate among the 36 countries, it cannot be compared with the three major sects, let alone the Spirit Sword Sect, which is the head of the three major sects."

The Eighth Prince did not feel ashamed and lamented. He knew that he had no hope of succeeding to the throne, so he joined the Spirit Sword Sect a long time ago and became a low-status outer disciple.

This time Fengyi traveled out of the mountains, he planned to take care of this noble disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect comfortably, and maybe support him in the future, not to mention being a true disciple, being an inner disciple is a sure thing .

Having been rejected in public twice in a row, Feng Yi sneered, anger rising in his heart, but he didn't intend to make a big fuss here.

It is true that he wants to obtain the innate Taiyin spirit body, but there is no need to snatch it in public.

As a great patriot, he has the means to subdue a woman from a mere small family.

But this spiritual source, he is bound to get it.

While thinking, Fengyi walked towards the spiritual source.

"One hundred thousand spiritual stones, this spiritual source is mine."

But when he was about to smash the spiritual source into the storage bag, he was suddenly pushed away by a tyrannical spiritual force, and was almost thrown to the ground.

Feng Yi was startled, he quickly stabilized his figure, turned his head to look, and saw Xiao Minghuang standing with his arms folded, the golden light in his pupils flickered, extremely sharp, as sharp as a blade.

Feng Yi's face was ugly, he didn't expect that the princess of the little Xia country would dare to block him, what audacity!

You know, even Emperor Xia is one generation lower than his master!

His voice was extremely cold, with anger, he asked:

"Princess Ziwei, what are you doing?!"

Xiao Minghuang said lightly:

"I said, I have already bought this spiritual source, you are late."

Hearing this, Feng Yi trembled with anger, and a look of anger appeared on his face.

He never imagined that this Xia Guo princess would be so disrespectful to him, this is simply too deceitful!

As a closed disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect, he never expected that he would be so insulted by a mere princess of Xia Kingdom today!

"Princess Ziwei, how dare you compete with me in the ring!"

Feng Yi's tone was cold, and he said every word.

He didn't want to give up the innate fetish in the spiritual source.

Moreover, he wanted to teach this princess of a small country who didn't know the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth, and let him know how powerful Dazong's disciples were.

It's not something she, a princess of a small country, can offend!

Hearing this, Xiao Minghuang frowned slightly, and looked at Fengyi with displeasure, why is this person like this, wanting to compete with her? !

She didn't bother to participate in such boring things. It was not only a waste of time, but also a waste of energy.

Xiao Minghuang shook her head:

"No time."

...

99. Hundreds of millions of souls are buried with them!

"you..."

Hearing Xiao Minghuang's refusal, Feng Yi was even more angry, with strong anger shot out in his eyes, his majestic true disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect was rejected by a princess of a small Xia country, how could he swallow this breath.

How can you bear this tone!

"Okay, since you don't want to compete, then I will accept this spiritual source."

While speaking, Fengyi circulated his spiritual power, his body flickered, and the next moment he appeared in front of the spiritual source, and the next moment he was going to take it into his pocket.

Seeing this, Xiao Minghuang snorted coldly, his figure flickered, and the next moment he appeared in front of Fengyi.

Her speed was so fast that Feng Yi couldn't react at all.

The next moment, a golden light lit up.

"you..."

Just as Feng Yi was about to say something, he suddenly felt a huge force attacking him head-on, and the next moment he felt himself being slammed into the air.

boom!

He flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, his body hit the wall heavily, a mouthful of blood spurted out, his face was extremely pale.

He suddenly raised his head, looked up with a face full of shock, and saw Xiao Minghuang standing in front of her, his eyes were shining like a god.

"You... how could you be so strong?!"

Feng Yi's face was full of disbelief.

In his impression, the 36 countries are just places with poor resources and lack of aura.

Even though Xia Kingdom is the head of the 36 countries, it has never been heard that there are any talented warriors.

But this princess of Xia Guo was able to wound him with one punch in the same realm!

"Is this the Zongmen Tianjiao? It's too weak."

Xiao Minghuang said lightly.

There was no disdain, no contempt, and he said this sentence calmly, as if explaining a trivial fact.

"you!"

Feng Yi was short of breath, as a true disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect, he had never been so despised by others, he was so angry that he wanted to rush up to fight with him.

"Senior Brother Feng, calm down!"

At this moment, the Eighth Prince hurried over, stopped Feng Yi, and comforted him:

"Senior Brother Feng, this place is Wanbao Pavilion, why don't we let her go for a while, after my sixth brother returns to the capital, ask him to take action, and he will definitely be able to avenge today's shame!"

"Brother Six has realized the rudimentary form of the sword power, defeating Princess Ziwei is as easy as flipping the palm of your hand!"

After hearing this, Feng Yi calmed down a little.

"Senior brother Xiao Jian's strength, of course I can trust it."

The sixth prince, Xiao Jian, although he came from a poor background, is indeed a rare swordsman genius. At his young age, he has realized the embryonic form of sword power. It is rumored that he now wants to worship under the elder Xuanjian and seek a young master who competes for it. opportunity to teach.

The Eighth Prince said in a low voice:

"Senior Brother Feng, let's leave quickly, lest there will be another accident."

He knew in his heart that Emperor Xia was now on Princess Ziwei's side, and if things really got worse, it would be hard for them to gain anything.

Hearing this, Feng Yi restrained his mind, let out a long breath, glanced coldly, and said solemnly:

"Little girl, let you be arrogant for a few more days!"

After finishing speaking, Feng Yi flicked his robe, turned and left.

But right now.

Xiao Minghuang said again:

"Wait!"

"What? You changed your mind and wanted to fight me?"

Feng Yi stopped in his tracks, turned his head and sneered, and looked at Xiao Minghuang.

Xiao Minghuang said lightly:

"You wait for this place to make a fuss, and you just want to leave like this?"

Hearing this, Feng Yi's face darkened, just now it was obviously Xiao Minghuang who took the lead, but now he turned the matter upside down and put the matter on his head.

Xiao Minghuang didn't pay attention to Fengyi's livid face, and continued:

"Compensate for all the losses of Wanbao Pavilion, or I will never leave."

While speaking, she looked at Pavilion Master Wang and asked:

"Pavilion Master Wang, let's give you a price for how much you lost today."

hear this [-

"16 spirit stones are needed to repair the special formation in the workshop, about 15 spirit stones are damaged in various facilities, and about [-] spirit stones are accumulated for other items... two distinguished guests hold gold cards, and after discounts, the price is [-] spirit stones Stone... just count it as [-] spirit stones!"

Hearing this number, Feng Yi's face turned livid, and he gritted his teeth.

Although he is rich, the total amount of spirit stones in his whole body is only [-] spirit stones, how can he get so many spirit stones!

Besides, he shouldn't have paid the money in the first place!

Feng Yi just stood there, his face constantly changing, looking extremely embarrassed.