Chapter 3180

This man is precisely the prince of the Motie Dynasty.

His cultivation and strength are extraordinary.

His gaze looks toward the peerless beauty sitting under the flower tree.

In those beast-like pupils, a flash of evil color also passes.

As a beauty famous throughout the entire Chiyun Realm.

Princess Nandie is naturally the dream goddess of countless male cultivators in the Chiyun Realm.

Who knows how many people want to obtain her.

Prince Motie is the same.

"Prince Motie, you actually dare to come directly to my Nanxuan Province."

The Golden Mist Daoist has a cold expression, and sharp cold light shoots out from his pupils.

"Why, can I not come?" Prince Motie sneers.

"This is not a place you should come to," the Xuanyuan Sect Young Master also says indifferently.

"Heh, you are probably not clear about the current situation, are you still living in a dream?"

"Even if I stood here and let you kill me, who among you would dare to kill me?"

Prince Motie's tone is arrogant and wanton.

"You..."

The Golden Mist Daoist and the Xuanyuan Sect Young Master both gather the power within their bodies, and their auras are surging.

Prince Motie ignores them and turns to look at Princess Nandie.

His eyes carry unmasked heat.

"Princess Nandie, I have come here today with sincerity and good intentions."

Princess Nandie has cold eyes as she looks at Prince Motie.

Prince Motie then smiles: "Princess Nandie, if you submit to me now and marry into my Motie Dynasty."

"Then perhaps your Anling Dynasty can still avoid a disaster."

"Otherwise, when the time comes and Nanxuan Province is plunged into misery, your Anling Dynasty will also be destroyed in one fell swoop."

"As one of the top beauties in the Chiyun Realm, I really do not want to see you, Princess Nandie, die young."

Prince Motie finishes speaking.

The Golden Mist Daoist and the Xuanyuan Sect Young Master immediately shout coldly.

"Presumptuous, what do you mean by these words?"

"Do you really think your Motie Dynasty can sweep across everything?"

Princess Nandie has a calm expression and opens her lips faintly, her voice like a clear spring hitting stones.

"Your Motie Dynasty has also set off war flames many times in the past."

"But the final outcome has always been the same."

Prince Motie smiles: "This time it is different."

"More things cannot be said now."

"But I can tell you that behind my Motie Dynasty, there is a heaven-defying figure supporting us."

"I am only coming here to persuade you out of respect for you, Princess Nandie."

"If you are willing to marry me and the Anling Dynasty submits, then you can still avoid the disaster of national destruction."

Princess Nandie frowns slightly.

The Motie Dynasty is arrogant and unruly; for them to say it is a heaven-defying figure.

Then what kind of background is that?

"A pack of lies!"

The Golden Mist Daoist and the Xuanyuan Sect Young Master are both scolding.

Princess Nandie is a beauty they both long for.

For this Prince Motie to want to take her by force is simply wishful thinking.

"Hmph, I want to see just how much ability you actually have!"

Prince Motie attacks the two of them directly.

The Golden Mist Daoist attacks first, his body shining with divine light, brilliant divine mist shooting out, and his power surging.

However, in Prince Motie's hand, a forest-white curved blade appears, as if forged from the fangs of some strange beast.

A brilliant blade light slashes out, as if it could divide the void, making the entire Yuanji Mountain tremble.

Bang!

After one strike, the Golden Mist Daoist's figure retreats directly, and an incomparably terrifying blade wound appears on his shoulder.

The forest-white bone fragments inside are even vaguely visible.

"Do not be rampant!"

The Xuanyuan Sect Young Master also attacks, sacrificing a stone seal that swells in the wind, turning into a towering mountain in the void, branded with runes.

It suppresses Prince Motie directly.

Prince Motie's curved blade sweeps across the sky, and the void trembles.

A terrifying evil aura erupts, as if this curved blade had once drunk the blood of countless living beings.

With one slash, the evil aura enters the body, and the Xuanyuan Sect Young Master is wounded, coughing up blood and flying backward.

"Your strength..."

The Golden Mist Daoist and the Xuanyuan Sect Young Master have shocked gazes, both staring fixedly at Prince Motie.

Before, although Prince Motie's strength was strong, it was only on par with them.

But now, his strength is clearly a cut above theirs.

Prince Motie smiles coldly.

That young noble of the Origin Royal Clan gave their Motie Dynasty many benefits.

Prince Motie also benefited, thereby advancing his cultivation base further.

"Trash that cannot withstand a single blow, do you think you deserve to have Princess Nandie?"

Prince Motie says, looking at Princess Nandie: "Princess Nandie, I am giving you a chance."

Princess Nandie's expression remains calm, carrying indifference.

And just at this moment, a faint voice sounds.

"What a pity, a beautiful zither song was interrupted by an annoying fly."

This voice sounds very abruptly, making all the cultivators on Yuanji Mountain surprised.

Especially the words within it.

Comparing Prince Motie to a fly?

Who has such great courage?

Prince Motie's face also sinks.

Even the Golden Mist Daoist and the Xuanyuan Sect Young Master were not his match in one round.

Who else dares to provoke him?

Many people follow the sound and look, moving their gazes toward the void.

Then their expressions suddenly freeze!

In the void, a man and a woman stand side by side, like a pair of heavenly beauties.

Their appearance and temperament are hard to describe with ink and brush.

"Who are they, when did they appear?"

Some cultivators are amazed, while also feeling bewildered.

It is as if they appeared out of thin air.

The Golden Mist Daoist, the Xuanyuan Sect Young Master, Prince Motie, and others also look over.

Prince Motie's eyes freeze immediately.

In his eyes, Princess Nandie was already a peerless beauty.

But now, that young girl standing in the void, dressed in a wide-sleeved fairy dress, beautiful as a celestial being.

Is even more of a peerless beauty than he has ever seen in his life!

Not only him.

The Golden Mist Daoist and the Xuanyuan Sect Young Master are also stunned.

It is their first time seeing a woman who can surpass Princess Nandie in appearance and temperament.

Or rather, in the Chiyun Realm, it is fundamentally impossible for such a beauty to appear.

Otherwise, she would have been famous long ago.

And compared to the male cultivators present.

The gazes of those female cultivators are fixed on Jun Xiaoyao, unable to move away.

Princess Nandie's beautiful eyes also look over, her expression pausing slightly.

For a woman like her, upon seeing Jun Xiaoyao, she has a feeling of being amazed by a celestial being.

And the most important thing is, when did this pair of transcendent-tempered man and woman come?

The atmosphere present pauses.

Many people do not understand the background of Jun Xiaoyao and Su Jinli.

And that Prince Motie has long been bewitched by Su Jinli.

He is inherently lustful, otherwise he would not have come here wanting to marry Princess Nandie.

"This young lady, I wonder where you come from; would you be interested in going to my Motie Dynasty? I will certainly treat you with great hospitality."

Prince Motie looks at Su Jinli, revealing a smile.

And Su Jinli, her eyebrows tightly knitted, only feels a chill, and little bumps rise on her snow-white skin.

Just as her pretty face is angry and she wants to attack to teach this greasy, lustful man a lesson.

Jun Xiaoyao says indifferently: "You don't need these eyes anymore."

As the words fall.

Puchi!

Prince Motie's pair of eyeballs explode directly, turning into two blood mists.

"Ah!"

Prince Motie's shrill scream echoes throughout the entire Yuanji Mountain.