Chapter 239 Vow
Zetian was instantly moved by the little girl, and Murongli, who was standing by, felt like his eyes were going blind as he watched the two of them staring at each other affectionately as if no one was around.
"Hey, can you please consider the feelings of a poor single guy like me?"
Lian Ling was still a little naive. Upon hearing this, she looked at Murong Li with a smile and said, "What do you think of your feelings?"
Murong Li covered his chest with his hands, and was almost angered to death by this little fool.
Just then, a soldier ran in hurriedly, saluted and said.
"War God Zetian, the demon princess from the day before yesterday is here again, and she wants to fight you by name."
"I'll go and take a look." Ze Tian's face turned cold, he stood up and went out with the soldiers.
Murong Li immediately became interested, looked at Lian Ling, and the two followed behind. After all, he also wanted to see what this demon princess looked like.
The three of them came to the city wall together, and Murong Li saw from afar a woman in black riding on a huge silver-white wolf.
The woman had a gorgeous face, like a blooming datura flower, exuding a charming and dangerous aura.
Her long hair was tied up high, fluttering gently in the breeze, adding a bit of heroic and unrestrained look.
"Is this the demon princess Mantuo?" Murong Li murmured to himself, with a hint of interest in his eyes.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked carefully at the legendary demon princess below.
"Yes. Isn't it beautiful?"
Lian Ling at the side said with a smile, with a hint of appreciation on her face.
Murong Li nodded slightly, a cynical smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and there was a hint of ridicule in his tone.
"She is indeed very beautiful, but... I didn't expect there is such a beauty among the demons."
Princess Mantuo, who was standing under the city wall, seemed to feel the gazes from above. She looked up at the city wall with a firmness and majesty in her eyes.
"God of War, I must have a fierce battle with you today."
Princess Mantuo's voice was clear and powerful, echoing throughout the battlefield. She gripped the sword tightly in her hand, her eyes gleaming with fighting spirit.
"Demon Princess, I am not your sparring partner. I will not accept your challenge!"
Ze Tian glanced at her indifferently, turned around and was about to go down the city wall.
“Wait!”
Mantuo stopped him loudly, and she suddenly smiled and spoke.
"God of War, you don't dare?"
"Demon Princess, provocation has no effect on me."
Ze Tian paused slightly, but did not look back, holding Lian Ling's hand and walking away slowly!
"God of War, if you can defeat me, our demon clan will withdraw immediately. From now on, the demon clan and the God Realm will not interfere with each other!"
Zetian suddenly stopped and looked back at Mantuo with a scrutinizing look in his eyes.
"You can make the decision for the demon clan?"
Mando smiled confidently, her face full of energy.
"That's natural."
"Well then, please, Demon Princess, take the Heavenly Oath."
Zetian had seen the cruelty and cunning of the demons, so he didn't believe what Mantuo said.
Mantuo made the oath to heaven without hesitation.
"I, the demon princess Mantuo, swear here today that if the god of war Zetian can defeat me, the demons will not interfere with the gods from now on."
As Mantuo's voice fell, a golden light descended from the sky and enveloped her, then disappeared.
"Okay, I will fight you today."
Ze Tian saw that he had made the oath of heaven and was not worried that Mantuo would go back on his word. He gently let go of Lian Ling's hand and spoke softly.
"Ling'er, I'll be back soon."
"Well, come on, Brother Zetian! Brother Zetian is the best."
Lian Ling nodded seriously and cheered Ze Tian on.
“Hahahahaha….”
Seeing this, Mantuo couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"The God of War is truly a tough guy with a soft heart. No wonder people say that heroes are often tempted by beauties. Even steel can be turned into something as soft as silk."
Zetian did not respond to Mantuo's words. He summoned his spear and flew into the air in a flash.
He stood firmly in the void, holding the spear tightly in his hand, the tip of the spear pointing directly at Mantuo, his eyes as cold as ice.
"Demon Princess, please come in!" Ze Tian's voice was low and firm, as if it contained endless power.
Mantuo's laughter stopped abruptly, replaced by a solemn look.
As the black fog spread, an ancient black sword quietly appeared in her hand.
Mantuo also flew into the air, holding a sword, and stood opposite Zetian with a solemn expression.
Her eyes were full of determination and resolve. As she looked into Zetian's eyes, a raging fighting spirit burned in her eyes.
The two people's eyes met in the air, and each of them could feel the powerful aura from the other.
Their auras collided with each other, forming an invisible pressure that made the surrounding space seem tense.
"kill."
With a loud shout, the spear in Ze Tian's hand danced like a silver dragon. Every swing was accompanied by a fierce momentum. The tip of the spear flashed with cold light, and it went straight to the opponent's vital points.
Mantuo held a long sword, jumping and spinning lightly. His sword skills were as smooth as flowing water. The tip of the sword drew arcs from time to time, defusing his attacks.
The two of them went back and forth, neither giving in.
Ze Tian's spear was powerful and heavy, and every strike seemed to tear the air apart;
Mantuo's sword is agile and changeable, sometimes strong and sometimes soft, making it unpredictable.
Their figures intertwined in the air, and the sounds of guns and swords clashing came one after another, like an intense symphony.
The battle became more and more intense, and both sides tried their best. Finally, with a loud bang, the two men each took a few steps back.
They smiled at each other, their eyes full of appreciation for each other.
"Come again."
Mantuo's face was slightly red, her eyes were shining, and her appearance was extremely beautiful. She rushed towards Zetian again with a sword in hand.
The two men seemed to be tireless, fighting from early morning to dusk, and from dusk to early morning, and they both felt like they had met their equal.
Lian Ling stared at the two people fighting fiercely on the battlefield with her clear eyes, her face full of worry.
"Brother Li, do you think Brother Zetian will win?"
"Haha, they are equally strong, I can't really say. In my opinion, Zetian is a man after all, so his physical strength is naturally stronger than that of the demon princess."
Murong Li was also staring closely at the fight between the two, with an obscure light flashing in his eyes.
"So what you mean is that if the Demon Princess is not strong enough, she will lose to Brother Zetian?"
Hearing Murong Li say this, Lian Ling's worry eased a little.
"In theory."
Murong Li responded indifferently and looked back at Lian Ling.
"If Ling'er is tired, go back and rest. It looks like they won't be able to finish this in a short time."
"I'm not tired, I want to stay here with Brother Zetian!"
Lian Ling shook her head stubbornly, watching the two people fighting without blinking. She would only feel at ease if she watched from here.
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