All the audience gasped, and Prince An, who was sitting on the rostrum, suddenly stood up on the seat, although An Miaoyi was only a concubine, but it must be his bloodline, and he couldn't allow her to have any mistakes.

Li Zhiyuan didn't give An Miaoyi a chance to breathe, the Pisces sword technique was unfolded, the yin and yang swords coordinated with each other, and the yin and yang helped each other, in his hands, the circle turned Ruyi, and suddenly a Taiji diagram came out, spinning endlessly in the yin and yang swords, like a huge wind wheel. There is a trace of lightning shining in the middle, and there is a Taiji light wheel flashing around the circle, with great power and great power.

This time he used the Pisces Sword Technique, and Wang Xiaoqiang separated the heart method of the Thunderbolt Killing Palm into the swordsmanship, so the Tai Chi pattern was entrained with lightning, and the power was doubled.

At this time, even Li Zhiyuan could feel that the slightest current, the unstoppable and turbulent force, constantly regurgitated on his hands, and his hands were also numb for a while, if he didn't practice the physical exercises to reach the seventh layer of the Blood Condensation Realm, I am afraid that he would not be able to hold the double swords in his hands at this time.

"Go!" Li Zhiyuan shouted, his two swords were raised, and with a snort, Taijitu rushed towards An Miaoyi.

An Miaoyi is not a strong person in body refining, so in the move just now, he was injured a lot, and seeing that Li Zhiyuan was in trouble again, where could he be low-grade at this time, so he had to dodge and retreat.

It's just that just as she dodged away, Li Zhiyuan sent out another round of Taiji diagram and hit her.

Yes!

An Miaoyi was shocked, she really didn't expect such a powerful swordsmanship, Li Zhiyuan could actually launch repeatedly, at this time she had to give up the counterattack and dodge, but it was a step too late.

That Taiji diagram crashed into the body, as if it were one

Like a bomb, it exploded, and with a loud bang, An Miaoyi's Gang Qi shield exploded, and the electric rays in the Tai Chi pattern flashed and crackled, all of which hit An Miaoyi's body.

An Miaoyi was like being electrocuted, her delicate body trembled violently, and then she suddenly felt dizzy, and the world whirled,

Then, he fell headlong from the ring.

Bang!

An Miaoyi's delicate body fell heavily under the ring, and her body twitched a few times before she stopped.

The audience was silent for a while.

Shocked!

All the audience was blown away!

Then, the scene erupted in warm applause and cheers.

Li Zhiyuan, this grassroots, this dark horse, won this year's championship conference.

This makes people envious, jealous and hateful, but also sincerely admired.

At this moment, Princess Hua Shao flew down from the imperial immortal chariot, came to An Miaoyi's side, helped her body up, stuffed a large handful of red pills into her mouth like stuffing beans.

Shout!

Prince An teleported, moved directly from the seat to An Miaoyi's body, swept his senses, and found that his daughter was angry, and he was also furious at the moment, and his eyes turned to Li Zhiyuan in the ring.

Seeing Li Zhiyuan walking down from the ring with a calm and indifferent expression on his face, the anger in Wang Ye's heart was burning.

Li Zhiyuan's calmness annoyed him.

Seeing that Li Zhiyuan walked to the rostrum with no regard for himself, Prince An released his consciousness and locked him tightly.

Wang Ye An is a master at the level of an immortal king, and it is not something that Li Zhiyuan can compete with at all, even a divine sense can trap him.

Li Zhiyuan was so pressed by his pampered qi that he couldn't move, and even breathing was a little difficult.

The warm applause at the scene stopped, and seeing this, nearly 100,000 spectators gasped, and if Prince An wanted to deal with Li Zhiyuan, he could kill him in seconds.

At this time, everyone was worried about Li Zhiyuan. Especially the second daughter of the Yan family and the real person of Penglai.

This moment......

The hearts of the three of them were in their throats.

Looking at Prince An's angry face, not only the three of them. All the people on the scene who were weak in cultivation had a feeling of being breathless.

Although Li Zhiyuan was locked by Prince An's qi engine. But he didn't show a panic, because he knew in his heart that no matter how high King An's cultivation was and how powerful he was, he didn't dare to kill him, at least he didn't dare to kill him in public.

So he still had a calm smile on his face, staring at Prince An calmly. Not arrogant, not humble, fearless!

Among the eight kings, Prince An is notoriously bad-tempered. And the cultivation is also the highest, and the wrist is also very hard, he once held power in the criminal department, under his hands, I don't know how many people have lost their heads, and anyone who knows the temperament of Prince An is not afraid of him.

If I changed to someone else, I was afraid that I would have been scared to my knees at this time.

The more calm Li Zhiyuan is, the more Wang Ye An admires his courage at the same time. I get angry more and more.

At this time, Princess Hua Shao saw that An Miaoyi had not woken up, and she was worried, and all her anger turned to Li Zhiyuan.

I saw that she suddenly stood up and ∵ in front of Prince An, and said with a face full of righteous indignation, "Uncle Wang, kill him!"

Hearing this, Prince An's eyes were slightly cold. With a wave of his fingers, an aura rose from the top of his head. Transformed into a pet tiger shape,

Roar. The tiger shape turned into an entity, roaring at Li Zhiyuan with teeth and claws, and was about to pounce, and the majestic power spread out in all directions.

"Presumptuous!"

midair

In the emperor's immortal, there was an angry shout, the voice was like Huang Zhong Dalu, and like a war drum, rumbling down: "Li Zhiyuan won the last game in the open, and now he is the winner of this championship, if anyone touches his hair, it will be ......impossible to get along with the emperor."

Hearing this voice, everyone in the audience felt a coercion, and they were so frightened that they didn't dare to raise their heads.

Hearing this, Prince An's tiger body trembled, his face darkened, the fingers of his right hand hung down, and the tiger shape above his head suddenly dissipated.

At the same time, it also withdrew the lock on Li Zhiyuan's gas machine.

Then his hostile eyes stared at Li Zhiyuan fiercely, his gaze turned to An Miaoyi, who had a weak breath, and with a movement of his mind, he put An Miaoyi's body into the storage ring, turned around and walked out of the scene.

It was none other than Huang Ce who prevented him from killing Li Zhiyuan.

Seeing that her father was protecting Li Zhiyuan, Princess Hua Shao was stunned, and she also glared at him fiercely, and then threw her sleeves away.

Li Zhiyuan regained his freedom, took a deep breath, and then walked to the rostrum.

The officials and the seven princes behind the rostrum all stared at Li Zhiyuan with complicated eyes.

Although their cultivation is stronger than Li Zhiyuan, Li Zhiyuan's courage and courage are not comparable to them, but it is not a good thing to offend Prince An, I am afraid that there will be small shoes to wear in the future, if An Miaoyi can thin his life, it is okay, if he dies, then Li Zhiyuan must not be easy to mix.

"Li Zhiyuan, you are already the champion of this year's armor competition, this spiritual gold armor is yours, enter the palace in three days to listen to Xuan ......" A principal picked up a set of armor and handed it to him. And solemnly explained to him.