In the Snow: The Prince of Beiliang Rebelled at the Beginning

When everyone saw who was coming, they were all shocked.

"Song Nianqing, the sword master of Dongyue Sword Pond."

"Why is he here?"

"Haha, the court summoned him, how could he not come?"

"He is a master of swordsmanship, guarding the Dongyue Sword Pond, and once competed with the Wu Family Sword Tomb."

"This is the end for Prince Beiliang."

"He is completely finished."

"I don't think so. Even a murderer like Han Shengxuan was helpless in front of the Prince of Beiliang. This swordsman from Dongyue Sword Pool may not be able to do the same."

"We can join forces!"

"Isn't that despicable?"

"It's just a matter of winners and losers. There is no such thing as absolute fairness!"

While everyone was talking.

A man in gray cloth appeared above the street and flew forward rapidly.

Not constrained by anyone.

There was no Wang Xianzhi to stop him, but he flew directly to the imperial palace of Tai'an City.

This is the privilege of being the gatekeeper of Tai'an City.

wink.

Song Nianqing and Han Shengxuan stood side by side.

Song Nianqing glanced at Han Shengxuan and was a little surprised: "Master, you look a little embarrassed."

Han Shengxuan said in a sharp voice, "Oh, you're here just now? Have you been hiding in the dark, watching me make fun of myself?"

Hear the words.

Song Nianqing immediately waved his hand and said, "Grand Eunuch, you can't blame Song for this."

"The Dongyue Sword Pond is too far from Tai'an City. Even if I fly with my sword, it will take some time. I can't just get there in a flash, right? Then I'm a land sword immortal."

"Please don't blame me, Your Majesty."

The last words were said to Zhao Dun who was sitting in the main hall.

Han Shengxuan smiled and said, "You are the one invited by His Majesty. How dare I, a disabled person, make a comment? Please don't bring shame to our family."

After some polite remarks, Song Nianqing looked at the young man standing opposite him.

He never went to greet Han Shengxuan and Zhao Dun.

Ignored Xu Ping'an.

"Is this the young man who made you so embarrassed?"

Song Nianqing spoke in a contemptuous tone, and didn't care about Xu Ping'an, the prince of Beiliang, at all.

A young man of no reputation.

Relying on the King of Beiliang to become the crown prince, he brought two followers to Tai'an City to force the current emperor.

This goes beyond etiquette.

Song Nianqing has always been close to the Liyang court. In a sense, the entire Dongyue Sword Pool is the thugs of the Liyang Zhao family.

He has always hated evil.

Seeing Xu Ping'an disregarding the law, I felt angry.

Han Shengxuan reminded: "You are still worried."

Song Nianqing said sarcastically, "Song also wants to learn the sword moves of Prince Beiliang."

"The chief eunuch is watching?"

"It just so happens that Song also wants to break through the bottleneck and raise the level of my Dongyue Sword Pool. Perhaps it can go hand in hand with the Wu Family Sword Tomb."

Hearing this, Han Shengxuan kindly reminded: "Song Nianqing, you should still worry!"

Song Nianqing just thought that Han Shengxuan was frightened by Xu Ping'an and was now timid.

"Xu, you must retreat quickly. Otherwise, Song will draw his sword and you will never be able to return."

Song Nianqing spoke angrily.

"Song-Nian-Qing?" Xu Ping'an pretended to ask, "Who are you? Are you very powerful?"

"You ignorant child!" Song Nianqing didn't care about the reputation of the elders of Dongyue Sword Pond, nor did he care about the identity of the sword master, and shouted angrily: "Is this what your parents taught you? Let you run wild?"

Song Nianqing was like a scoundrel, and he was just about to put his hands on his hips and curse in the streets.

Even Han Shengxuan on the side was stunned.

He looked at Song Nianqing with some surprise.

He is the sword master of Dongyue Sword Pool.

He had just said that he wanted to be on equal footing with the Wu Family Sword Tomb, but now he was lowering his own status and scolding Xu Ping'an like a shrew.

Xu Pingan glanced at Song Nianqing, feeling a little unhappy, and said calmly:

"Noisy!"

Simultaneously.

Just after this sound.

But Xu Ping'an's Daliang Dragon Bird lightly pointed in the air, and a condensed sword intent instantly appeared in front of Song Nianqing.

The latter was also surprised.

I said to myself:

"Oh my god, this guy doesn't have any tricks at all, just a touch and a sword will appear!"

"This sword intent is so condensed."

"Oh no, Song can't catch it!"

Knowing it is impossible, but having to do it.

next moment.

Song Nianqing pressed the sheath of the three-foot-long Qingfeng sword in his hand, and with a whoosh, the sword came out of the sheath.

Automatically protect the Lord.

The sword forces formed a huge defense system.

Countless sword intentions fell from the sky, forming a sword net.

Bang!

Clang!

The sword intent fell on the sword curtain and shook at first, but it was not damaged at all.

Song Nianqing, standing inside the sword curtain, raised the corners of his mouth and revealed a smug smile.

sarcastically said:

"That's it?"

Click!

Suddenly, the situation took a turn for the worse.

The sword curtain, which was originally airtight, suddenly began to crack, and then slowly extended to the surroundings like a spider web.

next moment.

Suddenly exploded.

Followed by.

A condensed sword intent.

Rushing directly towards his middle gate.

The latter continued to sweep back, and the sword in his hand offset part of the sword's force, and he managed to keep his body steady.

Tear it apart!

The sword intent was not completely avoided.

The corner of his gown was torn by the sword intent.

fall to the ground.

this moment.

The entire sky fell into silence, and one could hear a pin drop.

The fallen corner of the clothes was like a slap in the face, hitting Song Nianqing's face hard and the faces of everyone in Dongyue Sword Pool.

Han Shengxuan saw Song Nianqing being humiliated, "Song Nianqing, I have warned you!"

Song Nianqing frowned and said, "You, I, hey, if I fail, I fail!"

"I was careless just now!"

At this moment, he was also shocked!

This prince of Beiliang is really something.

That sword intention——

So condensed, and so accomplished at such a young age, in the future...

Think of this.

Song Nianqing was also somewhat moved, and looked at Xu Ping'an, "I say, Xu Ping'an, you are a talent, how about you join my Dongyue Sword Pool, I will use all the resources of Dongyue Sword Pool to train you to become a sword immortal, how about that?"

Hearing this, Xu Ping'an was also stunned.

But the next moment.

The prince of Beiliang said calmly, "Just relying on you?"

"And the Broken Sword Pond you mentioned?"

"It's just a sword pond without foundation. If I want it, I'll take my cavalry and destroy it."

"I still need your training, ugh!"

Song Nianqing was stunned.

Immediately, he burst into laughter: "You are brave, you are brave, you make me even more curious."

"It also made me see how powerful you were back then."

"It's a pity that you came to Tai'an City. There is a net of traps everywhere. Today is the place where you will be buried."

Xu Pingan sneered: "So much nonsense."

The words fell.

A figure blinked and appeared in front of Song Nianqing.

"careful!"

Han Shengxuan reminded.

Bang!

But it's too late!

But Song Nianqing did not react. No, just as he reacted, the sword was already lying across his chest.

But a fist force blasted out.

Click!

It fell on the sword and it shattered.

The fist landed on the chest without losing force. The sword master of Dongyue Sword Pool immediately felt as if his internal organs were about to be beaten out.

The breath in his chest did not come up, but instead flowed back up, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

boom!

The whole body hit the ground, leaving a huge deep pit.

Song Nianqing stared into the void with a dejected look in his eyes.

Wait until the dust clears.

There was a huge bloody hole on Song Nianqing's chest.

This day.

The master of Dongyue Sword Pool, Song Nianqing, is dead!