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It was a young man wearing a golden armor who looked to be in his twenties.

At this moment, he was suspended in the sky, looking at the people in Black Rock City with eyes like looking down at ants.

"Everyone from the Tianfeng Dynasty, surrender, and I will save you from death."

The young man's voice came, attracting everyone's attention.

"The eldest prince of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, Yang Jin!"

Lin Fuhai's eyes turned cold.

Murong Ling and others on the side also looked cold.

Yang Jin, twenty-five years old.

It has now reached the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul stage.

He is the most talented young man among the dozens of dynasties around him.

It is said that there are even powerful figures in the dynasty who want to take him as their disciple.

"Isn't this Princess Murong? I didn't expect you to come too."

At this time, Yang Jin saw Murong Ling at a glance, and a glint flashed in his eyes.

"How about it, do you still remember what I said last time? As long as you are willing, the position of princess will always be reserved for you."

"Thank you, eldest prince, for your kindness, but in this situation, would you say such a thing?"

Murong Ling raised her delicate face and her voice was neither humble nor arrogant.

"Haha, I'm rude. How about we talk about it after this battle is over?"

Murong Ling narrowed her eyes.

"The eldest prince is so confident? You are not afraid that the Eastern Jin Dynasty will be destroyed. By then you will no longer be the eldest prince."

"Destroy the country?"

Yang Jin seemed to have heard something interesting and couldn't help laughing.

After a long time, he stopped the arrogant laughter on his face and his expression became calm.

"This should be something you should consider. After this time, you will no longer be a dynasty princess, and your end will definitely be miserable."

"How do you know if you haven't fought before?"

"Then let's wait and see! I hope you won't regret it. When the time comes, you will no longer have the status of a princess, and you will be worthy of being my slave."

Yang Jin's eyes became cold.

"Hey, did I say you are very cool?"

At this moment, a voice suddenly came over, interrupting the conversation between the two.

Brush~

Yang Jin turned his head fiercely and looked at the speaker.

Lin Fuhai and others also looked over and found that it was Zhou Xinxin.

Murong Ling's eyes lit up.

"What kind of dog are you, how dare you interrupt me."

Yang Jin exuded a monstrous murderous intent, overwhelmingly suppressing Zhou Xinxin.

"Grandma is a jerk. Just forget about me being bullied in the sect. Who do you think you are?"

Zhou Xinxin showed no sign of weakness, and an equally terrifying aura rose into the sky without reservation.

Some weak monks took two steps back involuntarily.

Yang Jin's pupils shrank.

He is actually a Yuanying stage monk, and his strength is not weaker than him.

How can this be?

He knew all about the Nascent Soul stage of the Tianfeng Dynasty, but this little fat man didn't have any information.

At this moment, he also saw a group of young people beside the little fat man.

In an instant, his expression changed.

Although these people do not deliberately exude their own aura.

But he still saw it at a glance.

The weakest among these people are actually at the Golden Core stage.

There are actually several in the Nascent Soul stage.

What's happening here.

A bad feeling suddenly came over him.

It seems that things have developed differently.

"Who are you? Why do you want to participate in the state affairs between our two countries?"

After suppressing the shock in his heart, Yang Jin put away the violent look on his face and asked in a calm tone.

"You don't care who I am, I just can't stand you today."

Zhou Xinxin, however, swallowed without any manners.

"you……"

Yang Jin gritted his teeth, with an angry look on his face again.

But until the origin of the other party is clear, he is not prepared to have a head-on conflict with them.

"Your Excellency, leave here and I will not hold you accountable for your rudeness."

"You can just let it go if you don't pursue it?"

Zhou Xinxin chuckled.

The next moment, a huge mace appeared in his hand, and the spiritual energy around him flowed crazily.

"I said, I don't like you, don't you understand what I mean?"

Boom~

There was a terrifying sound of explosion.

The little fat man had already arrived beside Yang Jin.

"not good!"

Yang Jin's pupils shrank, and a golden spear appeared in his hand, which was able to withstand the attack of the mace.

However, he didn't wait to breathe a sigh of relief.

Suddenly there was another wave of fluctuation coming from beside me.

Before he could react, a thin figure appeared silently.

Phew~

A dagger made of condensed spiritual energy ignored the golden armor on his body and inserted directly into his chest.

Wow~

A mouthful of blood spurted out, but Yang Jin didn't find someone else sneaking up on him.

The armor on his body suddenly erupted with terrifying fluctuations.

Zhou Xinxin and the thin man were knocked away.

"Hey, Brother Zhou, how did I do this time?"

The thin man chuckled, with a sinister look on his face.

"Well done, but I didn't kill with one hit. Bad review."

"There's nothing I can do, I'm only in the early stage of Nascent Soul."

The thin man touched his head.

Yang Jin's figure in the sky quickly retreated until he reached the top of the army, then he stopped retreating.

He turned pale and clutched his chest.

It was soaked in blood at the moment.

"You're so bold, you dare to sneak attack on our prince, you're punished by death!"

A loud shout came.

Then six figures appeared.

The aura of the Nascent Soul Stage radiated out without reservation.

Two of them came to Yang Jin's side with ugly expressions on their faces.

"Are you okay?"

"It doesn't matter."

Yang Jin covered his wound and looked at Zhou Xinxin and Zhou Xinxin with cold eyes.

He didn't expect that the other party would dare to sneak attack him.

According to his strength, the only person who can pose a threat to him on the battlefield now is Lin Fuhai, the official of the Tianfeng Dynasty.

But unexpectedly, two guys, one fat and one thin, appeared.

They launched a sneak attack on him without any sense of martial ethics.

"Come out and die immediately, otherwise we will crush all the forces behind you."

A big man in armor said coldly.

Below, above the head of Black Rock City.

Zhou Xinxin couldn't help but smile.

"To crush the forces behind me?"

As if he heard something very ridiculous, he actually covered his stomach and laughed.

Nangong Jing and others on the side also twitched their lips.

"Are you worthy?"

Smiling, Zhou Xinxin's face suddenly darkened.

The mace in his hand hit the opponent directly.

"How brave!"

The big man's eyes widened, like those of a cow.

A pair of iron fists came forward without any pretense.

Bang~

Boom~

The smoke and dust dispersed, and both of them retreated tens of meters.

"Something, but not much."

Zhou Xinxin pushed his feet hard, and with the explosion of spiritual power in his body, he rushed out again.

Seeing this, the big man didn't hesitate at all, and the two of them got into a fight for a while.