Both parties are willing, and no one else has the right to stop them. Besides, it has nothing to do with them, so they can just watch the fun.

Only the prince is a little embarrassed, but he can't do anything.

"Please send someone, Your Majesty."

Fengyun Shengzi said confidently.

"Originally, I was attending the banquet, and I didn't make any preparations. So, let the maid next to me try."

Long Tian's words were really infuriating.

The word "unprepared" scolded Fengyun Shengzi for doing mean things, and sending a maid showed that he didn't take Fengyun Shengzi or even Shenfeng Sword Sect seriously.

This move was not only a great humiliation to Fengyun Shengzi, but also to Shenfeng Sword Sect.

"Your Majesty, it's still early, Your Majesty can send someone to arrange it, there's no need to rush."

Fengyun Shengzi said with anger, although he did make some preparations in advance, but the people you brought with you couldn't be mediocre people.

You didn't use the expert and sent a maid. You are not looking down on the Holy Son of Fengyun, but the entire Divine Wind Sword Sect.

How could the Holy Son of Fengyun agree to this? Even if he was anxious, he couldn't let people say that he won unfairly and brought shame to the sect.

"No need. It's just a duel. Why take it so seriously?"

Long Tian said casually.

"Yaoyue, go."

As he said this, Long Tian made a gesture, suggesting that Yaoyue should kill him.

Seeing that Long Tian sent someone out, the Holy Son of Fengyun didn't insist anymore. Since this guy didn't know what was good for him, he couldn't care less. He just won first.

Everyone was very surprised. They didn't expect Long Tian to be so frivolous.

"Brother-in-law, if you don't bring anyone, I can lend it to you."

Jin Haotian said kindly without knowing why.

"Just take care of yourself and don't worry about it."

Golden Phoenix knows Yao Yue. This woman looks weak and follows Long Tian like a maid, but if they really fight, the people he brought together may not be her opponent.

"Please."

"Please."

Li Fei is a sword cultivator with a high level of swordsmanship. He is like a sharp sword, showing his sharp edge!

After greeting Yao Yue, he immediately drew his sword without saying a word, showing a courageous and unyielding momentum.

No matter what kind of opponent he faces, Li Fei always adheres to the belief of going all out and will never hold back.

At this time, Yao Yue's Mingyu Gong has been cultivated to the state of great perfection. His internal strength is extremely deep and can be restrained and released at will.

When Li Fei flew over, Yao Yue was not afraid and directly stretched out his palm to meet Li Fei's sword.

Yao Yue's left palm tightly grasped Li Fei's sword, and his right palm swung out quickly, hitting Li Fei's face!

Li Fei realized that something was wrong and quickly raised his arm to defend himself.

However, because he cherished the sword in his hand too much, he only dared to use one hand to resist Yao Yue's attack. Unfortunately, although they were both grandmasters, the gap in strength between them was too big.

In such a situation, let alone the grandmaster Li Fei, even if he was replaced by a land immortal, if he was a little careless, he would also encounter an accident.

There was only a crisp sound of "puff", as if the sound of a watermelon bursting came, and Li Fei's body slowly fell down.

This scene happened so quickly that no one reacted, and some people even just poured wine and planned to enjoy it, but didn't want the competition to end.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me. I was careless and made a mistake."

Yao Yue looked aggrieved, as if she didn't expect her opponent to be so weak. In fact, Yao Yue secretly mobilized all her strength to deal with Li Fei so quickly, and she wanted this effect.

During the whole banquet, there was no sound except Yao Yue's delicate voice. Even Jin Fenghuang didn't expect Yao Yue to be so strong.

At this moment, Jin Fenghuang frowned and secretly thought about the origins of Yao Yue and others. Jin Fenghuang didn't doubt Long Tian's statement before, but now she thought, how could this be arranged by Long Dao.

If looting orphans and training can get to this point, then Xia Kingdom will be full of land immortals.

And what is even more unbelievable is the Son of Fengyun.

The Son of Fengyun knows how strong Li Fei is, otherwise he would not protect his own safety. Even if he is facing a land immortal, even if he is defeated, he can resist for a while.

But what happened just now, he was beaten to death by the opponent in an instant, and it was still a maid. When did the maids become so fierce?

Even if Li Fei underestimated his enemy, he could not hide Yao Yue's strength.

Fengyun Shengzi really wanted to ask Long Tian, ​​where did you recruit such fierce maids? Can you give me a few?

"Sorry, everyone, I ruined your fun. This girl was too rough. I will punish her later."

Looking at the bloody scene, Li Fei's blood was sprayed everywhere, and Long Tian frownedSaid.

Don't you know that Long Tian's words shocked everyone. You want to punish such a fierce maid? You are a waste who doesn't practice martial arts. Who gave you the courage?

But if you look closely, the maid is clearly standing behind Long Tian honestly, with her head down, looking like she has done something wrong.

This scene can be said to have overturned many people's cognition. Shouldn't such a master be worshipped? Can he still be taught a lesson?

Long Tian is not afraid that the other party will beat him to death in anger, just like he beat Li Fei to death.

Everyone is puzzled. Such a scene has deepened the mystery of the North. This Long Tian is definitely not that simple. At least the ability to control his subordinates is beyond their reach.

"Son, the competition is over. Although there was a little accident, it is also a result. Please fulfill your promise and mourn for me on behalf of me."

Long Tian doesn't care so much. The goal has been achieved, so he will naturally collect the fruits.

"This..."

The Holy Son of Fengyun was confused. He was the Holy Son of the Divine Wind Sword Sect, and he was going to guard Long Dao's tomb. If this got out, it would be a disgrace to the Divine Wind Sword Sect.

But if he didn't go, he would lose his promise, which was also a taboo for the sect.

The Holy Son of Fengyun never thought that he would lose so thoroughly in the competition he had planned so carefully.

What should he do? Faced with such a situation, the Holy Son of Fengyun didn't know what to do. He could only look at the Crown Prince Xiao Yuanqing helplessly, hoping that he could speak for him.

"Your Highness, do you think this matter can be adjusted?"

Helplessly, the Crown Prince could only stand up and speak. After all, this was the game he set up, and he couldn't hide from it even if he wanted to.

"Why, is it inconvenient for the Holy Son? Didn't you just agree? This king has no other request, only this wish, please understand, Prince."

"Of course, this king hopes that more people can mourn for me to show filial piety, but I don't know who is interested."

As soon as Long Tian said this, the prince didn't dare to speak. If he insisted on this, he was afraid that he would also be involved.

It's crazy for a prince of a country to mourn for his minister. The prince didn't want to do it.

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