He's really carrying a sword!"

Su Yi'an also just noticed, and he continued: "His swordsmanship is quite good. ”

The reason why Su Yi'an said this was because he recalled the first time he met Xiong Qinshun when he stayed at Xiong's house yesterday.

At that time, Xiong Qinshun did not carry a sword on his body, but he did not feel the kind of edge that belonged to the sword practitioner from Xiong Qinshun's body.

A sword master once said: At the beginning of sword practice, the edge is exposed, the sword is half practiced, but it is hidden but not revealed, and at the end of practice, return to the basics.

Xiong Qinshun is at most twenty years old, and it is impossible to achieve the realm of hiding and not revealing, if he can reach this realm at a young age, a Xiong family can't tolerate him!

"It's pretty impressive. Xiong Yumo nodded: "I once heard the housekeeper in the uncle's mansion accidentally mention that cousin he had received the guidance of the Daomen Lin Feng Sect Sect. ”

"Sect Master Lin Feng, one of the ten elders of the Dao Sect?" Beiming Zhiyao was a little surprised: "In this way, the swordsmanship talent is indeed good, and it can be favored by Sect Master Lin." ”

Xiong Yumo nodded, and then said to Su Yi'an: "I have also seen your swordsmanship, and you must be on par with my cousin." ”

Beiming Zhiyao pursed her lips, she felt that Su Yi'an's swordsmanship was stronger than Xiong Qinshun!

And Su Yi'an understood at this time why Xiong Qinshun was able to hide the sword qi on his body without revealing it, because of the swordsmanship he had learned!

Xiong Binghua and Xiong Heyu have won and lost. Dongfang Xiaoxin said.

Of the ten participants, the last to stand on the top of the mountain were Xiong Qinshun and Xiong Binghua.

Both of them are mid-level and third-level magicians, and they are standing on the top of the mountain at the moment, but their expressions are different.

Xiong Qinshun's face was a little gloomy, as if he was still haunted by Xiong Yangmo's surrender without a fight, while Xiong Binghua was full of spirit!

"Xiong Qinshun, you haven't competed with me head-on before, standing here today, I'll let you see clearly, I'm stronger than you!"

Xiong Binghua stretched out his finger, pointed at Xiong Qinshun and said loudly: "I solved Xiong Heyu in ten minutes, this is the best proof!"

"Ten minutes!" Xiong Qinshun looked at Xiong Binghua: "This speed is indeed fast enough, but if you want to win me with this, it's a fantasy!"

After the words fell, Xiong Qinshun took off the long face behind his back and held it on his left hand.

"I'm in a bad mood right now, if you admit defeat here, I won't ruin you!" Xiong Qinshun looked at Xiong Binghua expressionlessly: "This is my advice to you!"

"Arrogance!" Xiong Binghua's face was gloomy: "I can't lose to you!"

Rumble!

The fiery red magic power erupted from Xiong Binghua's body, and the blazing magic power directly distorted the air, and the ground on which the soles of his feet stepped on was dyed a layer of scorched black!

Behind him, the flames gradually condensed into the phantom of a male lion, which was not real, but it was there.

"This Xiong Binghua has already begun to condense magic seeds, and he already has three points of power to look at it like this. ”

"It is worthy of being the descendant of King Kaiping, the future life is terrifying!"

"Originally, I thought Xiong Qinshun had won the game, but now it seems that the victory or defeat is not yet known!"

"Yes, yes, if Xiong Qinshun hasn't started to condense the magic seed, if this competition drags on, Xiong Qinshun will definitely lose!"

One after another discussions sounded, Lu Chengwang glanced at Xiong Zhaolin, and saw that his expression was neither sad nor joyful, and he was full of confidence in his son, he couldn't help but be a little curious, what kind of way would Xiong Qinshun defeat Xiong Binghua?

Although the battle of these juniors was not interesting at all in his eyes, it involved the successor of the future King of Kaiping and the matter of cooperation, so of course he hoped that Xiong Qinshun would win.

At this time, the housekeeper bent down and whispered a few words in Xiong Zhaolin's ear.

Xiong Zhaolin's expression remained unchanged, and then he said to Lu Chengwang: "Brother Lu, you watch first, I'll take care of some things." ”

Lu Chengwang nodded, it seems that the murderer has been caught.

......

The main residence of the Kaiping royal family.

In the huge courtyard, several men dressed in black and wearing black bear masks stood straight around.

In the middle of the courtyard, several men dressed like guests knelt on the hard marble floor, their noses and faces swollen, and some of them had bleeding wounds.

Xiong Zhaolin stepped into the courtyard expressionlessly, and a pair of eyes swept over the kneeling person, revealing murderous intent.

Then he sat on the stone bench not far away, and said lightly: "Say, what is the origin?"

"Head of the house, these people are very hard-mouthed, they are dead soldiers!" said a man wearing a black bear mask.

"Dead soldiers?" Xiong Zhaolin tapped on the surface of the stone table: "Lift their heads up!"

The sharp gaze swept over these mixed guys, and found that although they were all injured, there was no fear on their faces, and their pupils were full of murderous intent, and there was no other emotion.

It is the eyes of the dead soldiers, Xiong Zhaolin will not admit mistakes, because the Xiong family also has dead soldiers, and the eyes are almost the same.

From the mouth of a dead man, it is impossible to ask anything!

"Did one of them kill the butler?" asked Xiong Zhaolin.

"It's been compared to the clothes, it's not the people of them. ”

"Then kill them all. Xiong Zhaolin said indifferently: "Don't dirty the palace." ”

"Yes!"

Xiong Zhaolin turned his head to look at the shadows, and in the shadows, the middle-aged man knelt on one knee on the ground.

"You were allowed to shoot, and you can't even catch the murderer?"

"Please forgive the head of the family, the murderer is good at concealment, but please rest assured, his subordinates will definitely take him down!"

Xiong Zhaolin snorted: "Don't let me down!"

"No!"

......

"Mr. Wang, who are those people wearing masks just now?" Wu Jiang asked in a low voice.

"Maybe it's Xiong Wei from Kaiping Palace. Wang Jingtang said: "It is normal for the family to have their own strength. ”

"Then they dispatched, does it mean that something happened to the palace?"

"Probably. Wang Jingtang took his mobile phone out of his pocket, and the text message from Su Yi'an let him know what the situation was now.

Moreover, Su Yi'an also instructed him to do one thing.

"It's almost time for you to put on a show, are you ready?"

Wang Jingtang edited a text message and sent it to someone, then turned his head to look at Wu Jiang and asked.

Wu Jiang nodded emphatically: "Ready!"

......

"Lord Wang, the matter is settled?"

Looking at Xiong Zhaolin, who was seated again, Lu Chengwang asked out loud.

"No, it's not all for nothing if you catch a group of dead soldiers. ”

"Dead ......" Lu Chengwang's eyes flashed: "Except for the remnants of the previous dynasty, I'm afraid there is really no one who is so hostile to Kaiping Palace." ”

Xiong Zhaolin nodded and looked at the decisive battle in the field.

In the field, Xiong Qinshun and Xiong Binghua have fought dozens of rounds, but neither has the upper hand.

Xiong Binghua, who had not achieved his goal for a long time, began to be impatient, and his offensive became more and more ferocious.

"Xiong Qinshun, you look down on me!" Xiong Binghua glared at Xiong Qinshun angrily, because until now, Xiong Qinshun had not pulled the sword out of the scabbard in his hand!

"That's up to you. Xiong Qinshun's face was gloomy, as if he was dissatisfied with Xiong Binghua's performance: "I don't even have a decent magic, what qualifications do I have to use a sword?"

"You!"

Xiong Binghua laughed angrily, and after a punch was slammed out, his body quickly retreated, and Xiong Qinshun opened a certain distance.

"Look down on me, let you see the price of looking down on me!"

"Lion King Fist!"

Xiong Binghua shouted angrily, and the flames of magic power surged out of his body, and the flame lion behind him became more and more condensed.

"Lion Strength!"

Xiong Binghua raised his arms and quickly swung two fists, covering his arms with magic, as if his two arms had become the forelimbs of a male lion!

"Raging Lion's Roar!"

A roar belonging to a male lion was deafening, and the ground trembled slightly, and small pebbles bounced violently.

"Lion Pounce!"

There was another low roar, and a magic form appeared on Xiong Binghua's legs, merging into his flesh.

Rumble!

At this moment, Xiong Binghua's momentum reached its peak, as if he had really turned into a lion, staring at Xiong Qinshun with a sharp gaze.

"One move and three fusions, sixth-order magic. Xiong Yangmo's pupils froze: "This is Xiong Binghua's true strength." ”

Su Yi'an yawned: "It's finally over." ”

"Give me death!"

Xiong Binghua shouted angrily, like a real male lion, flying towards Xiong Qinshun, the blazing magic lingering all around, the momentum was strong, and the power was huge.

The legs seemed to contain explosive power, each step of the gallop left two large craters on the ground, the arms were completely wrapped in flames, and the sound of tearing the air was rapidly humming, hiding the majestic explosive power.

The flames rolled up the wind, and Xiong Qinshun's black hair fluttered wildly, but his expression was as gloomy as it had been at the beginning!

As if this trick was not taken into his eyes, it was indeed the case-

"I thought you could make me interested, it's really boring!"

Xiong Qinshun's right hand was on the hilt of the sword.

"It's time for this game to end!"

His waist sank, his legs were slightly apart, his vision became sharp in an instant, and the golden magic flashed away in his right hand.

The sword light exploded!

"Thunderbolt...... Draw the sword!"

It was as if a white silk thread flashed in the air, and many people didn't even see whether Xiong Qinshun had made a sword or not.

In short, what I saw now was Xiong Qinshun letting go of his right hand holding the hilt of the sword, and staring at Xiong Binghua expressionlessly.

Xiong Binghua's figure in the wild rush came to a sudden halt, and the gathered magic flames were split in two from the middle, and the incision was neat and smooth, without the slightest flaw.

Xiong Binghua looked at Xiong Qinshun in disbelief, starting from his forehead, a blood mark spread downward, passing through his nose, lips, and chest......

The wound is not fatal, but it is painful enough.

With just one sword drawing technique, Xiong Binghua's strongest magic was disintegrated, and he himself was also hit hard.

They all have the blood of the Xiong family in their bodies, and they are all powerful successors to the next head of the family, but the gap between them is like a moat, and it is difficult to cross!

The winner has been decided!!

......

(To be continued)

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