Chapter 251

"It's no trouble, princess. You have to worry. Let's make a quick decision." Murong Fengqing had already thought that since the eighth princess was so arrogant and despised, she might as well take this opportunity to solve it.

"Hum, I want to talk to the princess with that scrap iron. Someone who will make you cry will bring the princess's Qianhe." As soon as the eighth princess's voice fell, everyone's eyes brightened. Qianhe! This is a famous piece made of refined iron. The famous master who made Qianhe at the beginning was also a master of Emperor Wu and used it as a gift to the former Emperor. This Qianhe is within 100 names in the whole Yuntian continent. The emperor's son and princess, the eighth princess, have such a holy pet. They want Qianhe from Cangfeng emperor.

"My father is really partial. All the good things have been given to Yueer." Baili Ningxi is also extremely jealous. Who doesn't want good things doesn't understand why the father and the emperor give good things to his sister.

If Qianhe had been there before, Murong Fengqing might have been surprised. After meeting huoluan, the other 100 magic soldiers could not arouse her interest.

Looking at the two slender figures in the martial arts arena, whether they are the eight princesses in brilliance or Murong Fengqing, who is as inconspicuous as the earth, they all attract the eyes around.

What's the trump card of this rumored waste that makes her dare to challenge the eight princesses with high martial arts?

And will the eighth Princess kill Murong Feng in one move?

Baili Ningyu frowned and looked at Murong Fengqing. No matter how powerful her disguise was, Baili Ningyu also knew that Murong Fengqing had some foundation, but it was too far from Yueer.

Others don't know, but he knows that the most gifted children of the emperor's family, except for Bai Li Li Mo and Nan Gong, are he and Yue er.

"Start quickly. I can't wait for Murong Fengqing to be beaten all over by the eighth princess." Murong Huahao grabs his fist and stares at the relaxed figure on the field with his tender eyes scarlet.

How about Murong Fengqing? He will die miserably today.

In the face of Murong Fengqing, who is calm and self-confident, the eighth princess's pupil shrinks and her red lips gently hook, "Murong Fengqing, today is your death."

Qianhe came out of the sheath, the light of lavender leaped in front of people's eyes with Qianhe, and a faint Xuanqi flowed with the blade, bringing out a strong sword Qi.

"This is the strength of a martial arts master."

"More than that, at least at the martial arts level. Looking at the posture of the eighth princess, it seems that she only used 60% of her Kung Fu."

Everyone's eyes were attracted by Princess eight's strong power. It was too strong to see if Murong Fengqing would be shocked by the sword Qi.

"Liuyu sword technique is a low-level sword technique. It can break the Qi of the sword into the opponent like dense rain. It looks soft, but actually hurts the muscles and veins." What an overbearing sword technique!

Murong Feng fell in love with her, but she was still not frightened. She saw the eighth Princess standing on tiptoe, jumping up in the air, rushing to Murong Feng like a sword and a man. The light of the lavender sword was dazzling with a strong evil spirit.

"The rain breaks the sky." Waste, I'm going to kill you!

However, when the distance between Qianhe and Murong Feng was less than one meter, Murong Feng, who had not yet drawn his sword, just slowly waved his hand and lifted the wrapped huoluan in front of Qianhe. The light movement, in an instant, blocked the action of Baili Shuyue.