Chapter 475: For thirty years, he is the Sword Emperor! (two)

Not long ago.
The Ninth Crown Prince Ningyin's name is known to everyone in Yu Guodu.
Throughout the younger generation, even if the young masters of several major royal families haunt one after another, when it comes to influence, they are bound to be inferior to Ningyin.
after all.
This is the true crown prince of the Ning family. Strictly speaking, he is one of the strong competitors for the next emperor of the Ning family.
Such a prominent position destined him to be different from ordinary members of the royal family.
Having been in the country for so long, and finally showing up today, why not get excited when talking about the mundane beings outside?
Such a big figure standing in the cloud, an ordinary character, may not be able to see one side in this life. Today I have this opportunity. It is a personal honour and a honour of an entire era.
"It is rumored that the eight elder sons of the Northern Royal Family are all heroes and stalwarts, comparable to dragons and phoenixes among people. In terms of style, these nine crown princes should be better than Ning Xuanyuan?"
"A abandoned son no one wants, how does it compare with the nine crown princes?"
Hot discussion from all parties.
Very uproarious.
With the commercial car slowly stopping, this peerless Tianjiao with family background, personal strength, and high reputation did not get off the car immediately.
The figures who started to walk around were all from the Northern Royal family.
The first four people took out the specially prepared red carpet and carefully paved a clean road. The commercial vehicle was able to open the rear compartment.
Only for this moment.
People are looking forward to it.
The first step was the right foot. After that, the prestigious young crown prince held a silk paw, revealing the true face of Lushan.
Hair is shiny, lips are red and teeth are white.
A pair of deep eyes, sharp and feminine.
Slender physique.
It is not burly, not tall, and the proportions of the figure are actually just right. A set of specially tailored moon white robe is even more fascinating, setting off the temperament.
The man on the Mo is like jade, the son is unparalleled in the world?
Regardless of the inner appearance, this look is simply outstanding, especially at the moment when a smile is revealed, the Fanghua woman who is more or less closely following the dynamics of this chaotic battle, her heart is like a deer.
Really a winner in life.
Let alone the shocking family background, there is still such a handsome face!
Just ask, this kind of young existence that is so perfect that there is no trace of flaws, the one a little far away, who was kicked out of the list by the Northern Royal family and refused to recognize, compare with Ning Yin?
"The Nine Crown Princes are truly extraordinary, just like peerless gods."
"For comparison, the commander-in-chief Ning, who wrapped his body in a uniform and tightly wrapped his facial features, knew he was ugly and didn't dare to show it publicly? Haha!"
Ning Yin held his hands together, and looked satisfied.
He liked this feeling of being noticed very much, and raised his head slightly, wherever he went, no matter the fifth royal family, the Xiang family, or the great Zhou family, they all bowed to salute.
Even the elder Zhou Qian, the fifth prince, nodded his head to express his respect for the ninth crown prince of the Northern Royal Family.
"Don't be polite, Ning is not a particular person."
Ning Yin smiled, glanced across the messy scene, and sighed, "It's so uncontrollable. Oh, it's a pity Young Master Zhou."
"This thief used the next three indiscriminate tricks to injure Zhongliang, my nephew, it is not a crime of war to be confirmed for no reason, and the Nine Crown Princes are also invited to preside over justice." Zhou Gan said decisively, gritted his teeth.
"Oh?"
Ning Yin raised her brows, stretched her gaze, and focused her gaze on Ning Xuanyuan, his tone was neither happy nor angry, "Is what Senior Zhou said is true?"
One sentence.
A small move.
In an instant, raising his own status, in contrast, Ning Xuanyuan seemed to be his servant, and he had to listen to his questions at any time.
"I want to ask you something? Deliberately pretending to be deaf and dumb, or feel that, after all, the first son in the past, the Ninth Crown Prince is your ninth brother, and should he salute you?"
boom!
The words of the Fifth Canglang immediately caused a roar of laughter.
Many members of the royal family looked at Ning Xuanyuan with mock expressions, especially the playful eyes, as if looking at a beaming clown.
Even Ning Yin rubbed the tip of his nose pretending to be helpless, and his words and deeds were calm and gentle.
"Finally, my surname is Ning. I beg you to see my face and be forgiving and forgiving." Ning Yin arched his fists in both hands and lobbied euphemistically to the members of the royal family present, as if begging for mercy.
"Hmph, a clown who doesn't dare to show his true colors has to be taken care of by the Ninth Crown Prince. Otherwise, my fifth wolf will not be able to stom you on one foot."
Fifth Canglang glanced at Ning Xuanyuan with disdain, and these words caused a roar of laughter again.
Ning Yin returned to the topic, "Anyway, you are a junior in the line of young marshals. You have done such a rebellious thing today, and you have already embarrassed him."
"If you don't want to leave a stain on the young marshal because of your existence, you'd better listen to me, kneel solemnly, and apologize to the imperial clan of the Great Zhou. As for..."
The howling wind.
Brushed the helmet on top of Ning Xuanyuan's head.
"Although my surname is Ning, I have nothing to do with the Northern Royal Family."
Ning Xuanyuan smiled and suddenly felt boring. Just as many members of the royal family were restless and ridiculed, he moved his index finger slightly and took off this, his life, the most beloved battle helmet.
Running clouds and flowing water.
Unusually natural movements.
"Hehe, the ugly thing, finally dared to take it off..."
The fifth gray wolf sneered again and again, but he didn't finish a word, and suddenly there was a burst of exclamation on the huge scene.
It was a young, slashed face.
Compared to Ning Yin, his style was even better. His pupils were brilliant, as if hiding a sword in a sword, which was unforgettable.
"As the nine crown princes, my identity and status are enough to support me in the name of a young marshal to practice family law against you, I hope..."
Ning Yin didn't finish the same sentence, and then he was stunned on the spot.
Always following the old servant Ning Ang beside him, at the moment his eyes were dull, his whole body trembled, "Three, three young masters?!"
Knowing that he is not him.
But this face immediately made the old servant feel familiar.
"A mere prince, dare to practice family law in the name of a marshal? Who gives you the qualifications?"
boom!
A thunderous voice pierced through the sky.
The huge square was suddenly cold, and before Ning Yin reacted, he was shocked, the emotionally disturbed old servant Ning Ang suddenly became excited.
This breath...
The same deja vu!
However, compared to the breath that Ning Ang was so familiar with, what he felt at this moment seemed stronger and purer.
"This is, Jian Qi..."
The fifth Jinghougui was the strongest of the thirteenth realms. He was the first to be suppressed. When his face changed in shock, his pale and paperless moments, a more terrifying picture followed.
‘In my name, one hundred thousand swords.
Block the sky. ’
In an instant.
Sword Qi runs across the galaxy.
Sword intent is like frost.
Suspected gods descended!
All the ordinary beings living in the capital, after raising their heads, they saw the black long swords, like wild geese returning south, all flying towards the square, this...
"He disappeared for thirty years, and when he returned, he turned into a sword king-level existence."
boom!
In the blink of an eye, tearful Ning Ang, kneeling on his knees, looking at the sky above his head, almost shouted out the words that most moved the world with the greatest strength of his life.
"Welcome to the third young master of the sword emperor of my clan, return with iron and blood!"
"..."
"Welcome the Sword Emperor, the iron blood returns!"
Shock.
Panic.
Unexpected, even surprised.
A variety of complex emotions were all overwhelmed by this phrase "Gong Ying Sword Emperor".
When the fifth gray wolf tremblingly asked his sixth uncle and who the third young master was, the thirteenth realm strong man who was still talking and laughing before, only felt cold in his head and feet.
"Ning Xuanyuan's biological father, thirty years ago, a super swordsman whose personal achievements were expected to surpass this race's marshal..."
wrong.
Today today.
The swordsman is no longer enough to describe, the amazing Third Young Master of the Ning Family, he has become the emperor!
"We are dead."
The fifth wolf, "..."
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