"Win! Win! At most, one more move, Shaoyang will win!" the eldest princess finally let out a long sigh of relief, and her furrowed eyebrows stretched out. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Even if Chu Shaoyang is not in a thousand ways, she still hopes that Chu Shaoyang can win.

Empress Dowager Zhou's face sank.

At this time, even people who don't understand martial arts can see that Chu Shaoyang has completely suppressed Namco, his sword light is like a rainbow, and he only sees white light flashing on the field, and he can't see Namco's figure at all, because his whole person has been completely wrapped in Chu Shaoyang's sword light, and he can't break through anymore.

A relieved smile appeared on the eldest princess's face.

Mo Chuan and Chu Shaobai glanced at each other, sighed in unison, the two did not speak, and turned their heads to look at Chu Shaoyang.

It was here that the situation on the field suddenly changed.

"Phew!"

Chu Shaoyang was in high spirits, and the Spirit Snake Sword in his hand seemed to be alive, shaking out nine cold plums and stabbing towards Namco's face.

This move is false and real, real and virtual, and it is really difficult to distinguish which sword is real and which sword is false.

He was intent on leaving a mark on Namco's face and giving him a lesson he would never forget.

"Good time!"

Namco suddenly burst into thunder and let out a loud whistling, he was already stumbling, at this time he suddenly pulled out a flying feather arrow from his back, bent his bow and set up an arrow, and when he couldn't make a move, he shot an arrow with a "boom".

Chu Shaoyang didn't expect that at such a close distance, Namco would actually release an arrow, and the target of that arrow was not him at all, so he couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

The sword move in his hand did not stop for the slightest, and it still stabbed towards Namco like a long letter from a poisonous snake.

"Zheng!" a loud metal thump sounded, followed by a flurry of sparks.

At this moment of lightning, Chu Shaoyang only felt a sharp shock in his wrist, and a great force impacted, and the long sword in his hand could no longer be grasped, so he flew out of his hand and flew straight into the air.

It turned out that the target of Namco's arrow was the tip of his long sword, and the tip of the arrow and the tip of the sword collided together in the air, bursting out a cluster of sparks, and at the same time, the huge impact of the long arrow shook Chu Shaoyang's long sword away.

Chu Shaoyang only felt that his throat was tight, and he had been twisted by the bowstring of Namco's longbow, and Namco dragged it down, and he fell to the ground involuntarily, and fell hard to eat shit, his buttocks were facing the sky, and his posture was extremely indecent.

When the Dongqin stands boarded, a thunderous cheer erupted, and there was a strange scream.

When everyone saw Chu Shaoyang fall so embarrassed, they all laughed.

Namco put the longbow on the ground, looked at Chu Shaoyang condescendingly, and let out a long laugh.

"You lost. He said dryly.

Chu Shaoyang's throat was choked and tightened by the bowstring, he lay on the ground and couldn't move, his face was already purple, and it was very difficult to even exhale, and he couldn't speak at all.

He closed his eyes, his heart full of despair.

Yes, he lost, lost badly.

His face was gray, half of his handsome face was stained with mud, and he was lying on the ground in an embarrassed shape, listening to the ridicule around him, at this moment, he really wanted to die immediately!

"His Royal Highness the Prince, since you have already won, let go of my third brother!" Chu Shaobai jumped down from the stands and went to help Chu Shaoyang, who was lying on the ground.

"Stop!" Namu pressed the bowstring with his wrong hand and said sharply: "If you take another step forward, this prince will strangle his neck!"