Sword King Reborn

Although Ning Xuan had become very familiar with the young ladies in the imperial capital during these days, and had even established relationships with Prince Zheng and even the princess, she did not recognize the young general in red armor in front of her and scolded her.

After finishing his subordinates, the young general looked at Ling Feng.

Ling Feng was holding the Jiulong Cauldron in one hand and looked very tough. Facing the red-armored general walking towards him, Ling Feng did not take the lead but made a defensive posture and was blocked by him.

Ning Xuan's face turned slightly red, she bit her lip gently and looked at his generous back. Thinking about everything that had happened in the past few months, this famous talented woman gradually became obsessed with him.

"Can we fight?" The red-armored general stopped five steps in front of Ling Feng. Without any unnecessary nonsense, he directly pulled out his sword and choked it on the ground. Ling Feng raised the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "Why not?

Dare?" After saying that, he stood up. Ning Xuan, who was thinking about something behind him, came back to her senses. When she saw the waist knife half inserted on the ground, her expression suddenly tightened. This way of throwing the knife on the ground was a surprise to her entire mind.

The once most popular way of dueling on the Qi Continent did not require notarization or verbal commitment. As long as the knife fell to the ground, it would be a life and death battle.

"No;" Ning Xuan pulled Ling Feng's sleeve and whispered, but Ling Feng ignored it and continued to walk forward. The red-armored general stood there until Ling Feng was one step away from him.

He suddenly raised his fist and said, "Your Excellency is a man, please;!" Lingfeng's eyes changed, and the Nine Dragon Cauldron in his hand flew over with a "whoosh". The red-armored general's expression did not change, but he did not dodge.

He came forward, only to hear a loud noise, and Ling Feng's expression changed drastically. The general in red armor actually used his arm to block the cauldron thrown by Ling Feng.

"The cry of the knife~!" Two flashes of fire suddenly flashed out of his eyes, and he heard a low cry. The waist knife that was half-inserted on the ground suddenly rose up from the ground, screaming and stabbing from the side of Ling Feng. The light red

The gas was all surrounding it, and it looked like the entire knife was on fire. Ling Feng was really shocked. The cauldron in his hand was quite clumsy. If he wanted to turn around and rescue him, he would have to be attacked by the red-armored general himself, but if

If you don't save him, this long knife wrapped with the power of fire fighting will break through his back without any hindrance.

"San Yuan Hand~!" At the critical moment, Ling Feng suddenly shouted, and a ghostly white palm stretched out from behind the cauldron. The palm was covered with a layer of purple energy, and the whole thing looked like

There was a huge handprint about one meter long. The red-armored general's expression changed. He pulled back with one finger. The long knife that stabbed Ling Feng immediately turned around. With a "dang" sound, the long knife struck the cauldron.

, the two forces collided, and Ling Feng and his cauldron were knocked out. Naturally, this shot of dispersing element missed.

"Huh;" He breathed a sigh of relief, and the red-armored general's expression became more cautious. Only now did he realize that the young man in front of him was not as childish as his face. With such experienced fighting experience, he even had many years of fighting experience.

He who stayed in the army had to admire his unwavering courage and unflinching momentum, which made the red-armored general have to re-examine Ling Feng. This was not a young man who was arrogant and domineering just because of his talent.

, but a young man who is thoughtful, calm and somewhat unbelievable.

"Ge Qing~! What are you doing?" With a cold shout, an old man in palace attire walked out of the tent. His wrinkled face was filled with anger, and his red armor was murderous just now.

When the general saw the old man appear, he immediately backed away like a carrot that had dried up, with a very funny expression.

"A dignified commander of the guards in front of the palace actually drew his sword and dueled like a gangster? Ge Qing, you really lived up to your grandfather's reputation~!" the old man cursed angrily, and the young general in red armor walked away in despair.

He drove away, apparently wanting to run away. The old man's eyes flashed with anger, his skinny hands shook slightly, and he didn't see any movement. Ge Qing, who had walked away for some distance, unexpectedly came back backwards.

"Master of Mind;;;" Ling Feng's expression was shocked. He felt an extremely powerful power of thought. This power of thought was so strong that even if it was not directed at Ling Feng, it still made him feel a sting. The sting seemed to

It came from the mind. Ling Feng couldn't help but rub his temples, and tried his best to mobilize his mind power to protect his eyes. The face of the red-armored general who was controlled by the old man and walked back was even more exciting, with a look of fear and fear.

, "Master Wei, you won't dare to do it again next time." The young general, whose whole body had been controlled by the old man, and only the one who could speak was left, begged for mercy in a low voice, but the old man curled his lips and said coldly: "You still have to say this.

Go talk to the princess~!" After saying that, the old man turned around and left, dragging Ge Qing into the big tent.

"So strong..." Ling Feng murmured softly. Although he only fought a few moves with the red-armored general, Ling Feng knew that the young general in red armor was better than him in terms of fighting ability.

Just because he could block the cauldron he hit with his bare hands, Ling Feng could tell that this person was not on the same level as him. He was either an Earth Fighting Master at the peak of the tenth stage, or he was already an Earth Fighting Saint.

Ling Feng guessed well. The commander of the guards in front of the palace named Ge Qing was a first-level Earth Fighting Saint, and he had just advanced to the level. Ling Feng was his first training partner after his breakthrough. Unfortunately, he was still

He didn't show his true strength, so he was taken away by the more powerful old man.

"Master Wei is indeed worthy of his reputation." Ning Xuan, who had been standing behind Ling Feng, said with emotion. Ling Feng turned to look at her and asked with interest: "Do you recognize this old man?" "Well, he

He is the palace manager of Her Royal Highness the Princess, and the most powerful mind master in the empire."

"The most powerful mind master?" Ling Feng looked incredulous. This is equivalent to being the first in the country. According to this, this old man is at least the Sky Fighting Saint level. Ling Feng is relieved. Such a level

Nianshi, not to mention the red-armored general, even other fighters at the same level will be controlled by him.

"Brother, when Her Royal Highness the Princess summons you later, be sure not to stare at Her Highness. Your Highness hates others looking at her, especially men." Ning Xuan reminded in a low voice, Ling Feng nodded, but glanced at her.

All around, the royal guards who had gathered before had dispersed, but when they left, there was still lingering anger and resentment in their eyes.

"Ling Feng, Ning Xuan, come in~!" A maid in palace attire in a pale pink dress walked out of the tent. She only shouted once in a nice voice, and quickly got back into the tent with a few steps.

"Come on, follow me in." Ning Xuan pulled Ling Feng's sleeve, and the two of them entered the tent one after the other.

The large account has three entrances, inside and outside. Ling Feng has already come to the outermost entrance. This is where King Zheng met him before. Now there are only two guards standing in the entrance, looking at Ning Xuan.

After Ling Feng came in, they opened the door curtain inside. The second step was the main part of the princess tent. It was no different from a small palace. All kinds of vases and seats were extremely luxurious. At this time, Zheng

The king was sitting on the chair at the top, while Ge Qing was kneeling down the hall. Ge Qing was bare-armed and had a large red mark on his back. Ling Feng looked sideways and saw that there were more than ten people in armor standing on both sides.

There is a female guard, and there is one standing next to Ge Qing. At this time, the female guard is waving the long stick in her hand.

With two "pop" and "pop" sounds, Ge Qing's back was reddened and swollen. It could beat an Earth Fighting Saint into this state. Thinking about the power of this stick, Ling Feng took a deep breath.

, but he raised his head and looked towards the innermost part. The third entrance is actually a small high platform separated from the second entrance. There is a phoenix chariot on the platform. The front of the phoenix chariot is separated by a bead curtain. Lingfeng looks at it intently.

When he went there, he could only see a few vague figures. He couldn't tell which one was Princess Yao.

The old man who took Ge Qing away before was standing on the right side of the small platform. The old man closed his eyes slightly. It wasn't until Ling Feng came in that he opened his eyes and glanced at Ling Feng, but it was just a glance. After one glance, he closed it again.

eyes.

King Zheng stood up, bowed respectfully and said: "Sister Huang, Ling Feng is here, can General Ge retreat?" Ge Qing was sentenced to eighty years by the princess, and now he is only

He was already looking like this after being beaten for less than thirty years. King Zheng obviously wanted to plead for Ge Qing. A very displeased snort came from behind the bead curtain. King Zheng hurriedly lowered his head, "Go outside and fight~! If you don't fight enough, you can't."

Stop~!" Ling Feng was slightly shocked. This voice belonged to Yao, but at this moment, the voice was full of majesty and coldness. Ling Feng withdrew his eyes and looked straight ahead, waiting for the only princess of the empire to come with him.

Speak for yourself.

"Ning Xuan, come forward." Princess Yao behind the bead curtain did not speak to Ling Feng, but directly called Ning Xuan in. Soon after Ning Xuan entered, Prince Zheng spoke, "Sister Huang, this

In fact, this incident was purely a misunderstanding. Mr. Ling did not know the identity of Captain Mu. He just lost control because his friend was injured. This is human nature. Captain Mu is now fine. I feel that this incident

Matters should be reduced to minor issues and should not be pursued excessively.”

After saying this, King Zheng paused for a moment, and his eyes turned to the old man standing on the high platform. The old man did not open his eyes at this time, but Ling Feng clearly saw it, and he nodded slowly. "

What's going on?" Ling Feng's mind was filled with confusion. King Zheng's little action was obviously a gesture to the old man, and the old man nodded with satisfaction. Behind this action was clearly an affirmation of what King Zheng said. Ling Feng's mind was filled with confusion.

The lightning flashed and he looked towards the dense bead curtain.

The palace master personally came forward to ask King Zheng to excuse himself. It seems that the person behind the scenes was Princess Yao. I wonder who else in the entire empire can order the strongest mind master in the empire to do things. "You all get out, Ling Feng.

Stay." Princess Yao's voice came from behind the bead curtain. King Zheng glanced at the old man with a strange look, but the old man frowned slightly. Then Ning Xuan also walked out from behind the bead curtain, looking slightly worried.

Ling Feng glanced at it, and all the people in the tent retreated with different expressions.

Soon there were only two people left in the big tent, one was Ling Feng standing under the stage, and the other was Princess Yao on the stage.

The beaded curtain moved slightly, and a graceful figure walked out from behind the beaded curtain. Lingfeng looked up and saw in front of him a radiant and proud woman. If yesterday's princess was a representative of unruliness, then today's princess is

A representative of nobility, this palace attire cannot show such aura on any ordinary woman. Only she, Princess Yao, can bring a sense of oppression to Ling Feng's heart, which has never had a class concept.

"I didn't expect that we would meet so soon." The cold face smiled, like flowers blooming in winter. Even though Ling Feng had already experienced the acting skills of this princess, he was still fascinated by her smile.

, slightly startled, Ling Feng subconsciously took a step back, and he actually wanted to avoid it instinctively. A playful smile appeared on the corner of Gongzhu Yao's lips, and her eyes playfully said: "You don't look like this now.

You yesterday."