Gold Medal Mad Concubine: The Evil King Dotes on His Wife Too Much

239 Absolute Strength 2
"It's very simple, of course I killed you, a coward, you are not worthy to be our king at all!" Yun Ting shouted angrily, the purple grudge in his hand burst out, and the long sword appeared in his hand.But seeing that long money, the whole body is snow-white, without a trace of blemish, as if it was formed naturally, it makes people's hearts tremble.

What's even more weird is that this long sword is born with a chill that makes people back three feet away.

Frost Sword, the weapon before Qianshou, ranked eighth.But now, it is in the hands of Yun Ting.

Nalan Jingchen was not surprised, but stood on the top of the tree indifferently, with his hands behind his back casually, a murderous look flashed in his eyes, but it disappeared in an instant, and he just asked plainly: "Why do you say that? I am no longer your king, so why follow me."

"Coward, trash! I don't know what Lan Fengyi likes about you! You don't care about your own brothers, and you even buried their lives for your own escape. What use are you? What qualifications do you have to be this king?" !" Yun Ting looked at Nalan Jingchen coldly, and the anger in his heart exploded completely.

The purple grudge covered his body, like a Shura from hell, which made people's heart tremble.

A strange light flashed in his eyes, Nalan Jingchen looked at Yun Ting indifferently, shook his head and said: "You still don't understand the situation, I am no longer your king. Your king has already fought in the last battle dead, there is no king anymore."

"Shut up! What do you mean there is no king anymore? Ha, it's ridiculous, you sacrificed so many brothers, but in the end, you ran back to your own Xiyi country to be this shrinking turtle. I didn't expect that you So cowardly, it was all because of you that we failed, it was all because of you, in the end, the brothers all died wronged! I want to avenge them and kill you trash!" The ice sword in Yun Ting's hand violently Unsheathed, mixed with the cold fighting spirit, broke through towards the front.

With the Ice Sword unsheathed, the air all around quickly cooled down, as if it had entered winter, and the icy breath made people tremble even more.

The cold light in his eyes flickered, Nalan Jingchen stood with his hands behind his back, standing on the tree trunk, a murderous look flashed in his black eyes, and the purple grudge in his right hand moved forward lightly, a faint voice Bursting out from his mouth, "The lotus is not released, broken..."

But seeing the purple douqi gathering quickly, clusters of purple light, like flower bones that have not yet bloomed, floating around, facing Yunting's ice sword, like a long dragon, high-spirited The huge head suddenly swooped away.

Yun Ting's expression froze, but the body that was rushing out stopped abruptly, and his right hand held a sword flower in front of him, and the purple fighting spirit pierced the air and charged forward.

"Dang..." Violent sparks attacked and swayed continuously under the night sky, and the two purple grudges collided with each other, making a sizzling sound.

Nalan Jingchen, who was standing on the side, just frowned slightly, and looked to the other side indifferently.That pair of eyes seemed to be able to see through everything in the world, and quickly stretched out his right hand and waved forward, but the original purple fighting spirit disintegrated in an instant.

(End of this chapter)