Villain: My Longyang Dao Body, Holy Maiden Has Turned Into A Scumbag

Seeing Lin Qi'an appearing on the stage, he was very proud.

The Southern Mang Guards sneered.

Earlier, Zhao Shizi specially reminded that if the unknown person from the north wants to enter the secret realm, he should be stopped directly.

Don't give the slightest Face.

As a prince, the King of Nanyue has the same surname as the royal family, and is even closer to His Majesty the Emperor of Tianlang Immortal Dynasty!

Why be afraid of a Beiyang?

The sword emperor is strong, but he became famous three thousand years ago!

Now that the years have changed, there have been a large number of Tianjiao talents in three thousand years, and the era of the sword emperor's dominance has long passed.

Otherwise, how could he be willing to sit in the north and only do small things for his children for so many years, never fighting any emperor-level Power again.

"Tell me, what's going on?"

Lin Qi'an began to ask about the situation.

"Your Highness, it seems to be the troops of the Nanyue King's relatives, and the South Python Guard is blocking them, preventing the major sects from entering."

"Just now an Elder from Ziyou Sacred Land tried to sneak in by hiding, and was killed on the spot after being discovered."

"I'm afraid they are determined to take over this secret realm!"

After listening, Lin Qi'an nodded.

Looking down, he quickly found the girl in the purple dress in the crowd, but she was so pitiful that she was about to cry, she was very wronged.

"Snow mud, what do you think?" Lin Qi'an asked.

"I.......?"

Su Xueni was flattered.

His Royal Highness came to ask me for a maid's opinion because of his actions?

This is not treating me as an outsider at all!

"Xue Ni believes that this area is the territory of the Nanyue King, and they made it clear that they want to find a place for His Royal Highness, and set up obstacles against you."

"If you break in, I'm afraid there will be a conflict."

After finishing speaking, she suddenly smiled knowingly again, and Bai Mei gave birth to flowers.

"It's not the slush fanning the flames..."

"If His Highness is really stopped by them, it will not be His Highness's character."

Su Xueni knew how domineering Lin Qi'an was.

Even the general of the Shenlong Army directly under the royal family, who is so brilliant, only deserves the word "roll" in front of him.

"Yes, you understand me."

Lin Qi'an smiled slightly: "Let's go."

He led Su Xueni forward, followed closely by the sword guards in white, who were about to collide with the defense line of Nan Mang Guards.

Around this mountain range, countless Sacred Land Sect and Rogue Cultivators passers-by are almost boiling!

"Why, His Royal Highness is trying to break in?!"

"This is the territory of the King of Nanyue! It's not Beiyang! Is it too messy?"

"His Royal Highness is so bold that he doesn't even give the face of the King of Nanyue?"

"Haven't you heard? His Royal Highness even dared to kill the Dragon Army a few days ago, and there are things he dare not do?"

"The son of Nanyue, there is a good show for the son of Shang Beiyang..."

Everyone was talking about it, and their eyes were all focused on the figure in white.

Guess what he'll do with the defense.

Is it a forced entry?

Is it a negotiation?

Or quit?

But most people are not optimistic about Lin Qi'an, this is not his home field after all.

The Nanyue King City is not far from here, but Beiyang is far away in the sky, and the forces that can be mobilized by the two sides are not at the same level at all!

If you want to make a mistake, you have to weigh your strength.

But because of Lin Qi'an's arrival, those Sect Sacred Land who were about to leave stayed behind, ready to watch.

Among the people in Ziyou Sacred Land, there is a faint hope in their hearts.

"Do you think... His Royal Highness will vent his anger on us? After all, Ziyou Holy Maiden and Tianchi Holy Maiden are also good sisters!"

"Don't think too much... Even if something happens to Tianchi Sacred Land, His Royal Highness still has to weigh it!"

"Not to mention relatives of your relatives..."

"I guess it will be a negotiation in the end, and the two sides will give each other a step down!"

Zi Lian looked eagerly at the handsome white robe.

I thought to myself, if I could stand beside him like sister Xueni, why would I suffer such humiliation?

"Heir of Beiyang, please stop!"

Finally, the two sides officially contacted.

A general with a big knife on his waist came out, with a strong breath, he was actually a strong man in the clear state!

"His Highness has ordered that no one is allowed to enter Jiumang Mountain."

"I'm waiting for the Southern Mang Guards to guard here, and I hope the Prince of Beiyang will not make things difficult, please come back."

The speaker is Nan Mangwei, Wei Ting, a Nanyue general who has experienced many battles!

He gestured to see off the guests, thinking that his attitude was quite good.

If it is those ordinary Sect Sacred Land, at this time the swords are facing each other, rather than good words of persuasion.

"Sure enough, they even blocked His Royal Highness!"

This result has been guessed by most people.

But they guessed the beginning, but they couldn't think of the follow-up development.

I saw the handsome prince in white with a smile on his face.

"Give you ten breaths of time, get out of front of this son."

The tone is flat, but extremely domineering!

Hearing this, the entire mountain range was filled with gasps one after another.

The Prince of Beiyang is really arrogant!

Wei Ting's complexion darkened all of a sudden, he put his right hand on the handle of the knife at his waist, and shouted like thunder.

"Heir of Beiyang!"

"This is my territory in South Vietnam. I hope you understand the situation and don't make mistakes!"

Lin Qi'an put his hands behind his back and said calmly: "Ten, one."

"The ten breaths have come, this son gave you a chance."

"kill."

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