Ning Chen knew that most of the girls in the Man Dynasty were straightforward, saying whatever they wanted, not being distorted or pretending. He didn't feel it when he heard people talked about it, and he looked at it with an appreciation attitude, but once it happened to him, it made him feel uncomfortable all over.

"Miss Aman"

"Just call me Aman"

"Aman" Ning Chen shouted, and a complex flashed through his eyes. This is a good girl, a very good girl, but unfortunately, they are not people who should have intersections.

"Do you have someone you like?" Ning Chen asked softly.

Aman shook his head gently and said, "No."

"Haha" Ning Chen smiled bitterly and said, "When you have someone you like, you will understand how naive your words are today."

"Don't you agree?" Aman didn't understand the meaning of Ning Chen's words, but she understood the meaning of refusal in the words, and couldn't help but frowned, "Why?"

"There is no reason. If you really want to say one reason is that you don't like me, and I don't like you either." Ning Chen explained surprisingly patiently.

"Why don't you like me?" Aman frowned even more. Could it be that she looks ugly?

Ning Chen didn't know how to answer. If he didn't like it, he just didn't like it. There was no reason, but he didn't want to hurt this simple and straightforward girl. After thinking for a moment, he asked, "Do you like me?"

Aman thought for a while and said, "I don't know, but I know I don't hate you."

"Haha" Ning Chen didn't know whether to cry or laugh, and continued patiently, "Aman, don't you really want to understand Zhongyuan? Then let me tell you one thing. In Zhongyuan, people must be people who like each other to talk about marriage. It's not okay to just not hate it."

"Is that?" Aman nodded thoughtfully and said, "Then I will try my best to like you, marry you, and then you will take me to the Central Plains."

"Hehe" Ning Chen smiled bitterly, but did not respond. If he could fall in love with someone so easily, he had already tried it and would not have to be as painful as he is now.

"boom"

Just as the two were talking, the world was shaking violently again. The battle situation in the hall was already hot. Prince Yan joined forces with his two swords and barely tied with the Barbarian King's divine power. One move and one move, seven points of defense, and three points of merit. The battle was so sad that the world was in chaos.

Many pillars in the hall have been destroyed, some of which were broken by the fists and feet of the Barbarian King, and some have been cut off by Prince Yan’s sword energy. The gravel splashed and fell all over the ground.

The Barbarian King is too strong, so powerful that he is incredibly powerful. He has a body of divine power that shakes mountains and cracks stones, and is invincible and extremely terrifying.

Only by relying on his unparalleled use of the sword, the rotation of the two swords, and the counter-attack of one move can Prince Yan barely block this terrifying divine power.

Compared to twenty years ago, the Barbarian King has made great progress, especially this body of divine power, which is simply against the sky.

The thick earth aura in Zhige Sword, which is always unfavorable, has little effect on the Barbarian King. Under the divine power, the increase in gravity has almost no effect.

Therefore, the difficulty of Prince Yan's battle was unprecedented, even more difficult than when facing Mu Chengxue and the Son of God.

"Prince Yan, in today's battle, you will be defeated without any worries!"

The Barbarian King looks like a god and a demon, and the more he fights, the more he is, the more crazy he fights, and one punch and one kick, the void explodes and keeps trembling.

"Click"

Suddenly, a slight crack appeared in Prince Yan's hand.

"Haha" The Barbarian King laughed wildly, and then he urged three points of divine power on his fist. Then he heard a bang, and the ancient sword broke and half of the sword body flew out.

Prince Yan frowned, his expression gradually became cold, he stopped the sword and blocked the move, and he was shocked, and his figure retreated three feet away.

Half of the sword body that flew out fell to the ground, and a faint sadness flashed in Prince Yan's eyes. Although this water blue ancient sword was not the strongest of the four swords, it had followed him for the longest time and witnessed his life's honor and disgrace. Unexpectedly, it was the first to leave today.

With a wave of his hand, the broken ancient sword disappeared along with the half-piece of the sword body on the ground, and two clanging sounds sank into the sword frame one after another.

After the broken sword returned to the sheath, Prince Yan held the void again with his left hand, and the green sword flew out and disappeared into his hand. The bone-thrusting cold instantly filled the entire hall.

"Come again"

The voice of asking for battle was a little cold out of thin air. Prince Yan moved his body and instantly rushed up. At the same time, he stopped Goshe's guard and attacked.

The Barbarian King took the move, and his divine power shook the heavy sword, but suddenly felt that the joy that was within reach just now disappeared. The sword body turned around when it touched, without contact, without stopping.

The next time I shine my eyes, the Qing sword forced my life, as fast as a storm. Is it fast or fast? It's fast and it's fleeting in a blink of an eye, and it's fast and it's dead in a blink of an eye.

The Barbarian King looked solemn, his steps retreated for the first time, and his divine power was controlled and he could not be used.

However, the Barbarian King is the Barbarian King after all. How could a generation of geniuses who were ranked alongside Prince Yan twenty years ago be at a disadvantage?

The retreating barbarian king was forced to be beaten by the sharp-eyed sword, and then grabbed the subsequent Shige.

Zhige was restrained, and Prince Yan retreated and instantly arrived beside the sword frame. He drew out the red sword. His figure turned and then went to the barbarian king. Qinghong made the same move, swinging the sword like lightning.

The two swords came, and the Barbarian King narrowed his eyes and grabbed the Zhige sword and smashed it like an iron rod. However, he saw that the two swords changed direction again and were difficult to reach.

After using the Red Sword, Prince Yan increased his speed by three points, and the two swords flowed together, and the cold and heat instantly changed in one breath.

The extraordinary speed defeats the divine power, and the Barbarian King quickly supports the clumsy, and the defeated elephant appears.

"It's been twenty years. I've been waiting for this day for twenty years. How can I be defeated?"

The barbarian king was unable to suppress his anger, and his aura surged into the sky. The terrifying celestial phenomena alarmed the entire southern land, and they could see it clearly, as well as the northern border of Daxia.

"The Seventh Innate!"

In an instant, countless people looked here, and were alarmed by the sudden change. There would be no mistake. It was indeed an innate aura, powerful, shocking, and suppressing everything.

"The barbarians are in the direction of the direction of the barbarians!"

"After twenty years, I didn't expect that the Southern Barbarians would step into the innate world among the peerless two heroes that year."

"Why has the Prince Yan from Daxia not broken through for a long time?"

"The innate realm is not that easy to break through. In just one year, two people appeared. This is something that has not happened in the past century. Although Prince Yan is amazing, this time he is indeed a big step behind the Barbarian King."

"It's a pity that the title of Northern Yan and Southern Barbarians will be destroyed in name only"

"Not necessarily. It is said that Prince Yan of Daxia has the strength to fight innately, and the Barbarian King has just broken through. It is unknown who is stronger and who is weak."

"After all, innate is innate. No matter how strong the acquired nature is, it is at most comparable, or it is only a battle power, and it can never be surpassed. No matter what, Prince Yan has been pulled down by the Barbarian King."

In just a few breaths, the strong men in the world showed emotion at the king in the Barbarian Dynasty who broke through the innate realm. Among the people of the same era, the Barbarian King and Prince Yan were the best. Unexpectedly, the Barbarian King was in the forefront in the end.

In the main hall of the Man Dynasty palace, Prince Yan stood three feet in front of the Manchu King, quietly watching the latter break through, but had no intention of breaking up.

Although he has this opportunity, he has this ability.

There will be three disasters and five disasters when breaking through the innate world, and the first disaster, the heavenly demon disaster will come at the moment of breakthrough.

This is a test of the state of mind, but the Barbarian King's heart is as strong as iron, and this disaster has no effect on it.

It can be said that people from the Barbarian Dynasty have natural advantages when they overcome the demon tribulation, which is true, firm and not false.

I have to say that the strength of the Barbarian King is admirable, but at the same time, Prince Yan's openness and integrity are also respectable.

On the other side of the hall, Aman looked at Prince Yan for a moment, then turned his head to look at Ning Chen and said, "He is a good person."

"Ye" Ning Chen nodded. Although the concepts of fighting were different, this did not hinder his admiration for Prince Yan's personality. The contemporary legend of Daxia deserves this name no matter when, where or in any situation.

"But my father is the strongest"

Aman continued to say that the princess of the Man Dynasty is like an ordinary girl who worships her father at this moment. In her eyes, the father is the strongest.

Ning Chen did not respond. He didn't know whether the Barbarian King was the strongest, but he knew that if the person standing opposite him was him, he would definitely shoot him with an arrow and let him feel cold without hesitation.

Therefore, Prince Yan can become a contemporary legend of the Chu Dynasty, but he cannot.

After a few breaths, the Barbarian King's realm finally stabilized. Looking at Prince Yan ahead, a complexity flashed in his eyes, with hostility and admiration.

They are lifelong opponents, but they are also the ones who respect each other the most. If they had not had different positions, they would have been their best friends.

"Come again"

As the words were spoken, the Barbarian King stepped out, the hall roared and shook, and the innate power was undoubtedly revealed.

Prince Yan's expression subsided, and with a swing of the green and red swords, two rays of light penetrated into the underground to suppress the swaying earth around.

The next moment, the Barbarian King flashed, stepped over the block, and punched him. Prince Yan's eyes shrank slightly, and he took a step back, and instantly reached ten feet away.

"Boom boom boom"

In the violent vibration, a huge gully appeared between the two people, and the floor of the hall instantly collapsed. After the Barbarian King broke through, the already terrifying divine power surged again, so powerful that it was terrifying.

The power of the body has not yet mobilized any true energy and is so powerful that the battle between the two seems to have gradually come to fruition.

The overwhelming speed advantage of the two green and red swords in Prince Yan's hand also became less absolute because of the breakthrough of the Barbarian King. Coupled with the latter's soaring divine power, the suspense of this battle is no longer great.

As the saying goes, one force reduces ten powers and reaches a certain level, and all moves can be suppressed. The barbarian king who breaks through the innate realm has raised his power to an unprecedented level.

No matter how fast Prince Yan is, he is not as fast as he can't help, so the battle has basically announced the result.

"It's a pity that I wanted to enjoy the joy of the battle for a while, but it seems that it's not possible." The Barbarian King felt the continuous gushing out of his body, and couldn't help but sigh and said a little disappointed.

Prince Yan's sword light turned with both hands, and the green and red swords disappeared immediately, turning into flowing light and sank into the sword frame.

“You will enjoy it”

As he spoke, Prince Yan walked to the sword frame, held the ancient sword hidden deepest in his right hand, and then slowly pulled it out...

(ps: The third master is going crazy, asking for red votes, asking for collections, asking for rewards!!!)
Chapter completed!