It's not that he hasn't thought about this marriage. After all, it will be of great benefit to Haoyue Kingdom. He originally wanted Chen'er to marry Yan Zhaoxue as the crown princess, but at the moment, he is very dissatisfied with the arrogant Yan Zhaoxue. , if it was with Tian'er, he would be even more worried. Tian'er originally wanted the throne, but if Yan Zhaoxue was added to the list, then Chen'er would not be their opponent. The forces on both sides were out of balance, and Chen'er would suffer sooner or later. It was not his responsibility. The father's partiality is because he really likes Chen'er as his son. They say that people born into the royal family have no emotions, but Chen'er is not the same. Only Chen'er will understand him.
"Let's take a look at this."
Emperor Haoyue replied coldly and ignored Concubine Yao.
Concubine Yao could only gnash her teeth and swallow all her anger in her stomach.
He only cared about the prince and never cared about her Tian'er. In what way was Tian'er inferior to Jun Shaochen
Concubine Yao glanced at Jun Shaochen viciously.
Just at this time, Jun Shaochen also looked at her. Jun Shaochen smiled meaningfully. Don't these two women love to fight? Then let them fight until they have enough.
He has no choice about what kind of life fate has given him. He cannot choose his destiny, but he can choose how to walk this path. The meaning of life is not to escape, but to choose a real life. In the past, he was He had no idea about the throne, but it was different now. He wanted to find out the cause of his mother's death, and he wanted to give the woman he loved a quiet and peaceful life.
Jun Shaochen's eyes unconsciously glanced at the quiet and gentle Su Zinian, with a soft light on his face.
At this time, Yan Zhaoxue walked onto the platform and came face to face with Su Zimo.
"Princess, let's compete here in front of everyone."
"That's fine! In this way, everyone can be a witness. However, I, Su Zimo, is the one who made the ugly remarks. This cultivation contest is a life and death contest, but it is only between the two of us..."
"Princess Nalan, don't worry. If I die by Princess Nalan's sword in this game, Zisang Kingdom will not cause trouble to Li Xia Kingdom. On the contrary, if Princess Nalan dies by my sword Next, Li Xia Kingdom, please remember that this has nothing to do with each other."
Yan Zhaoxue snatched Su Zimo's words and looked at Su Zimo as if looking at a corpse.
Hearing this, Su Zimo smiled and said, "You can't prove it with words, so it's better to put it in words!"
When the queen heard this, she couldn't help but think of the competition between Hong'er and Su Yue. Looking at her cultivation, Su Zimo's cultivation was not as high as Princess Zhaoxue's. However, looking at the calm look on Su Zimo's face, she always felt a little... Something is wrong.
"Okay!" Yan Zhaoxue agreed readily.
Emperor Haoyue understood and asked Eunuch Qin to give them a certificate of life and death.
Su Zimo took up the pen and boldly signed her name on the sign of life and death.
Yan Zhaoxue is not far behind, and their names occupy most of the life and death signs.
The ladies below, seeing Su Zimo's bold and upfront performance, all sighed to themselves. If they had such a huge disparity in cultivation, they would not dare to fight with the princess of Zisang Kingdom.
"Although the life and death certificates of the two princesses have been signed, life and death have nothing to do with the affairs between the two countries. If the two princesses are ready, the competition can begin."
Emperor Haoyue said calmly, "As expected of Su Zimo, if you want to play, play big. It's weird enough. Others are thinking about how to save their lives, but she and her son like to bet with their lives."
"Princess Nalan please!" Yan Zhaoxue politely extended a hand in a gesture of invitation.
Su Zimo smiled, and the sleeves on her hands fell to the ground from her wrists. Her independent figure exuded such confidence that no one could take their eyes away.
There is a saying that goes well: give up and try your best, and only when you fight with all your strength can the greatest energy in your body be tapped out. She, Su Zimo, will let the world see how people with a six-level disparity in cultivation can win. .
The people in the audience widened their eyes and stared closely at the two people on the stage, for fear of missing the wonderful moment.
Yan Zhaoxue suddenly held a silver sword in his hand, which glowed eerily under the candlelight.
A lifelike silver butterfly is carved on the hilt.
Su Zimo took a look at the Diewu Sword. No wonder Yan Zhaoxue was so arrogant. This Diewu Sword is also a once-in-a-century sword.
Someone recognized the sword in Yan Zhaoxue's hand and couldn't help but worry about Su Zimo.
Just when everyone was wondering what kind of weapon Su Zimo would use, suddenly, a white silk ribbon slowly rose up behind Su Zimo, which was in sharp contrast with her bright red dress.
Emperor Haoyue's eyes narrowed. Is this the legendary Xuan Bingxue Lian
Murong Zeyu widened his eyes and looked at Bai Ling who was rising higher and higher, with a look of surprise on his face! Sure enough, all the eight profound weapons recognized their masters.
Yan Zhaoxue sneered, is this the legendary Xuan Bingxue Lian? She wanted to see who was more powerful: her butterfly sword or her piece of cloth.
The night wind ruffled their hair, and when their eyes moved at the same time, they instantly clashed.
Su Zimo held the other end of Xuan Bingxue Lian. Xuan Bingxue Lian could freely expand and contract with smooth movements, effortlessly blocking Yan Zhaoxue's fierce attack.
"Qiang...Qiang!"
Xuan Bingxuelian and Die Wujian collided, but they made a sharp collision sound.
Murong Zeyu's mouth opened slightly in surprise. It was not the second-ranked Eight Mysterious Weapons among the Eight Mysterious Weapons. It stretched and contracted as soft as the wind, and when collided, it was like black iron and indestructible.
Yan Zhaoxue looked at it, her eyes exuding a cold light. She held the Xuan Bingxue Lian in Su Zimo's hand, giving Su Zimo the advantage. The Xuan Bingxue Lian was more than two meters long, and her Butterfly Sword could not get close to Su Zimo at all. Zi Mo, the seventh-level cultivation of Shenxuan stage that he used, instantly turned into nothing when he encountered Xuan Bingxue Lian. This made Yan Zhaoxue feel a little panic. No wonder Su Zimo was so confident.
Yan Zhaoxue quickly thought of a way. If she wanted to kill Su Zimo, she must separate from Xuan Bingxue. She still had a chance of winning.
After a few moves, the two of them were unscathed. Yan Zhaoxue's body was shaken, and he kicked hard with his toes, slashing towards Su Zimo with the force of breaking the Hongzhu.
When Mu Yunxuan saw it, he clasped his hands together and felt nervous instantly.
When Su Zimo took a look, her beautiful eyes shone with a cold light, containing infinite coldness. She let go of Xuan Bingxue Lian, and Xuan Bingxue Lian quickly became wider and taller.
Yan Zhaoxue's power hit the top and instantly turned into nothing.
It was as if Xuan Bingxue had eyes. Suddenly, like a storm, she swept towards Yan Zhaoxue, bringing with it a strong wind. Yan Zhaoxue was frightened in her eyes and quickly stepped back. She quickly, Xuan Training on ice and snow is faster.
Seeing this reversal, the whole place fell silent.
Xuan Bingxue Lian is like a ruthless person with only the intention to kill.
When Yan Zhaoxue retreated to the platform and had no way to retreat, Yan Zhaoxue raised his head and flew into the air again.
But no matter how she moved, Xuan Bingxuelian moved with her.
Yan Zhaoxue was furious, and Diewujian struck Xuan Bingxue hard.
In an instant, sparks flew out and silver light flashed.
Xuan Bingxue is as strong as steel without any scratches.
Yan Ping'an leaned forward slightly, and a flash of anxiety flashed in his heart. If this continues, Xue'er will definitely lose.
It was such a miscalculation that the Xuan Bingxue Lian in Su Zimo's hand was so powerful.
Everyone’s eyes were filled with surprise! Even more surprised was Su Zimo, who had a calm face. No wonder he was so confident. He could defeat many masters above the seventh level of the Divine Mystic stage just by relying on this Xuan Bingxue training.
Su Zimo looked at everything in front of her, her beautiful face was unusually calm, but there was a chill in the air all over her body.
A strange piece of white silk shows incredible abilities, which is really eye-opening.
"Su Zimo, you have the ability to duel with me single-handedly, and use mystical weapons to control my princess' abilities. What kind of ability is that?"
Yan Zhaoxue landed on the ground and shouted with unsteady breath.
Su Zimo took back Xuan Bingxue Lian and hung it by his side.
"Yan Zhaoxue, people are shameless and even ghosts are afraid of you. You are holding a butterfly sword in your hand, but you want me to fight you alone. Are you suffering from delusion?" Su Zimo deliberately misinterpreted Yan Zhaoxue's meaning.
"Su Zimo, how dare you call this princess shameless."
Yan Zhaoxue was angered and looked at Su Zimo sullenly and viciously, with eyes that were like poisonous needles, just wanting to execute Su Zimo Lingchi.
"Hmph! In the cultivation competition, everyone relies on their own abilities. As long as you can beat the opponent, you win. You, Princess of Zisang Kingdom, are not as good as others. You stopped midway and asked your opponent to fight you alone. In front of everyone, you are so embarrassed. Do you think you have any face?"
"Su Zimo, you...!"
Yan Zhaoxue was blocked by Su Zimo's words. The life and death certificate had been signed. In this battle, she must compete with Su Zimo, otherwise, Zi Sangguo's face would be completely humiliated by her.
"Hmph! The game is not over yet. Princess Zisang wants to admit defeat. I don't care about this life or death situation."
"I don't want you to pretend to be kind and admit defeat, hum! Su Zimo, the outcome has not yet been determined. Who will win and who will lose is still unknown."
Yan Zhaoxue roared! She had never lost a word in her life. Yan Zhaoxue looked at Su Zimo who was smiling so brightly at this moment. She was like a delicate and beautiful flower, so beautiful that it blinded people's eyes.
"Then continue!" Su Zimo moved, and Xuan Bingxuelian moved with her.
Yan Zhaoxue was cruel, raised her sword and faced him again.
Mu Yunxuan narrowed his eyes slightly and became nervous again.
Murong Shaofeng took a look and sent a message to Mu Yunxuan in a secret voice.
"It seems that you don't know Mo'er well enough."
Mu Yunxuan tilted his head and gave Murong Shaofeng a cold glance.