The green-edged sword of the seventh princess Yue Fengling swung open the third prince's folding fan at an extremely tricky angle.

The latter twisted his wrist, and the folding fan flew out while spinning. The sword blades on it shot out at the same time, attacking Feng Mian's four directions. No matter how he retreated, he could still feel the great threat.

Fist pressure!

A flash of coldness flashed in Feng Mian's eyes, and he punched the ground with both fists.

Waves of energy rushed straight upward and dispersed in an instant.

Quan Ying also blocked the sword blade at this time, and Feng Mian stepped a little further and retreated to a safe area.

Yue Fengling pulled out a sword flower from the long sword in her hand, suppressing the attack of the folding fan almost at the same time. Her delicate body turned around and returned to Feng Mian. Her beautiful eyes stared at the third prince with extremely cold eyes: "Yue Tianling,

What do you want to do?"

At this time, Yue Tianling stretched out his right hand and steadily caught the spinning folding fan.

"What does His Highness want to do? Qimei, can't you see it?"

Stepping forward, Yue Tianling glanced at the corpse next to him: "Didn't you see that this guy killed my personal guard? This time he killed first and angered me. What's wrong with me wanting his life?"

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The seventh princess also took a step forward, the lavender light armor on her body supporting her valiant and heroic appearance.

"Yue Tianling, do you really think I didn't know this all along? You've been hiding for so many years, pretending to be doing nothing, living in debauchery, and being a playboy. Do you think everyone else is a fool?"

"Why, you're not pretending now? Do you want to kill him, or do you want to get the thing on him? You know what it means for me to stand with him, but you still want to do it openly. Do you think I don't understand?

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The third prince looked calm, with a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes: "Oh? It turns out that Seventh Sister has known about it for a long time."

He waved his folding fan and held it in front of his chest: "Okay, that's good. It eliminates the need for cumbersome disguises."

Looking around, his expression darkened: "I have a habit of not liking my secrets to be known. Once someone knows my secret, there is only one way."

Hearing this, the seventh princess's sword trembled in her hand, and she said solemnly: "What, you still want to kill me too?"

"Why not!"

The next moment, Yue Tianling disappeared.

Feng Mian remained silent, he didn't want to talk nonsense. Almost at the same time, he also disappeared.

Bang! Boom!

In an instant, two qi forces collided in the center. The aftermath of the air waves caused the Yunzhou boat to shake violently.

Mo Guanshi came over quickly: "Guys, Yunzhou has a rule, don't do anything here. Once Yunzhou's trajectory is affected, it will most likely fall straight down, and no one can save us by then."

Suddenly, a pitch-black dagger was placed on his neck. The third prince's bodyguard appeared: "If you don't want to die, just shut up. The third prince will bear all the consequences."

Fighting has always been strictly prohibited on the Yunzhou. No matter who it is, no one can break this rule and dare not break it. As Steward Mo said, once the Yunzhou crashes, no one will be spared.

The fluctuation in Todoroki immediately attracted everyone's attention, and they ran out one after another.

"How could you do this? Are there any grievances that can't be resolved down the road? You have to do it here! Once something happens to Yunzhou, none of us can escape. You want to die, but we don't want to die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, black shadows appeared one after another, and the daggers in their hands flashed with cold light, clamping down on everyone.

"You'd better shut up. I don't know whether Yunzhou crashed or not, but if you offend the third prince, none of you will survive!"

For a moment, everyone present became silent.

At this time, Feng Mian was still fighting with the third prince. The latter's folding fan flashed through the cold light and rotated in the air. It sent out sword lights one after another, suppressing Feng Mian's speed. If it continued, it would be endless.

Suddenly, the folding fan whirled over quickly, Feng Mian glanced at him, and his footsteps followed

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A little bit in the air, with the whirling of the folding fan, a force of energy pressed it down and it landed instantly.

Bang! Boom!

There was a puff of smoke and dust on the deck.

The third prince also stood down and stared at Feng Mian coldly: "You are much more difficult to deal with than I thought."

"So much nonsense!"

Feng Mian stepped heavily and shot out.

The Thirty-Six Tiangang Fists were swung out, and the shadows of the fists first enveloped him, and then condensed into a huge fist, directly attacking the third prince's face. This punch was obviously very powerful.

The fist pressure swept across, the third prince's face was sullen, his hands were in front of his chest, and he stepped back quickly.

A fierce look flashed in his eyes, and he secretly shot a flying needle from his left sleeve. The speed was so fast that by the time Feng Mian noticed it, he could not avoid it.

"Feng Mian, be careful!"

The seventh princess shouted coquettishly and wanted to step forward, but was stopped by the third prince's bodyguard.

"Get out of my way!"

The guard did not move: "Seventh Princess, we only obey the orders of the Third Prince. We dare not hurt you, but please don't force us!"

The sword flashed, and his tyrannical energy forced the black-clothed guards back.

The pretty face of the seventh princess turned completely cold: "Force you? Just kill me? It depends on your ability!"

As he spoke, the flying needle shot into Feng Mian's body. His expression changed slightly and his speed slowed down.

The seventh princess was anxious, but she couldn't get over it for a while.

Feng Mian half-knelt on the ground and looked at the third prince: "I'll do this!"

"Haha... You will die soon. Does anyone know what this prince is doing?"

He stepped forward quickly, turned the folding fan in his hand, and the cold light flashed again.

"It's a pity, but go to hell!"

Unexpectedly, in the next moment, a flying needle hit his Dantian. As long as Feng Mian exerted a little force, all his cultivation in this life would be wasted.

"You...you actually..."

The third prince's eyes widened in disbelief. He didn't know what went wrong.

Standing up slowly, Feng Mian held the flying needle in his hand and clamped down on the third prince.

"Are you weird? Why am I obviously hit by your clavicle flying needle and I should be unable to move. Why am I completely fine? It's a pity that I won't tell you."

In fact, it's very simple. No one knows that Feng Mian's cultivation method is very special.

The Golden Body Technique of King Ming Dynasty was originally a technique for cultivating the physical body. But as his strength increased, the intensity of the technique became higher.

Feng Mian has now reached the peak of the Creation Realm. The skin and flesh on his body are flowing through the skills, just like naturally forming a piece of armor. If he can't stop even a flying needle, it would be unreasonable.

"I have long said that when we fight, we fight. You always talk nonsense and waste time."

He glanced at all the black-clothed guards coldly: "Do you still want me to remind you?"

Many dead soldiers in black immediately released everyone and withdrew from the siege of the Seventh Princess.

"Feng Mian, even if there are many weird things about you, this time I fell into your hands, but what can you do to me? Just you, do you dare to hurt me even half a bit? Shengtian Academy issued a killing order, you still want to offend me

I am the royal family of Yue Kingdom?"

The Seventh Princess quickly stepped forward and placed the Qingfeng Sword on his neck.

"Third brother, it seems that my suspicion all along is correct. You are indeed connected with Shengtian College."

The bystanders looked at each other in confusion, wanting to leave but not daring to leave, let alone saying anything.

This is the territory of Dai Viet Kingdom, so they have no right to interfere with royal matters. Even if there are big families among the people present, they are still under the jurisdiction of the royal family.

Narrowing his eyes slightly, the third prince stared at the seventh princess.

"Seventh sister, what do you mean? You put a sword on your brother's neck. Do you really want to kill me?"

With a cold smile, the seventh princess moved her sword, and blood flowed from his neck.

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A trace of blood came out.

"Third brother, in your words, why not? You have murderous intentions for me, but I can't kill you back?"

His body trembled, and the clavicle needle blocked his Qi meridians, so his spiritual power could not operate at all.

"Yue Fengling, how dare you!"

With a turn of her delicate body, she swept across everyone present, holding the hilt of the sword: "Everyone, listen, His Highness the Third Prince openly took action on Yunzhou, breaking the rules for many years."

"Secondly, he disregarded the royal family's reputation and actually assassinated a rising star who could be used as a talent."

"Thirdly, he ignored the feelings of brotherhood and attacked this princess, and he had murderous intentions."

"To sum up, this princess has the right to kill her on the spot, and no one needs to stop her!"

The sword edge turned, intending to slice through the third prince's neck.

Suddenly, there was an explosion at the helm of Yunzhou, and Yunzhou shook violently.
To be continued...