Seeing that the two were about to go out to duel, Long Qianchen hurriedly shouted to Yunxi: "Wait a minute! Can you get rid of the poison on my body first?"

"Show me he's in prison!" With a whoosh, an antidote flew into Long Qianchen's slightly open mouth.

Seeing this, Bai Chumu hurriedly jumped on Long Qianchen's back, clasped his neck with one hand, and broke his mouth with the other: "You kid, quickly spit out the antidote to me!"

"Do you want to eat my saliva?

The two fought with each other and scuffled in one place.

Ignoring the two, Yunxi kicked open the door and took the lead in stepping out.

Stepping into the small courtyard, there are all kinds of colorful flowers blooming, hundreds of thousands of postures are extremely enchanting, and the spring mood almost breaks through the low wall.

The two stood with their swords in their hands, no more than ten paces apart, when a warm wind blew, and the flowers scattered, and a few pieces fell on the hair of the two people standing opposite each other. The black hair is like ink, the petals are like snow, and the black and white are beautiful.

There was a faint fragrance floating in the air, but there was a murderous aura in the dark incense.

Her eyebrows were as cold and arrogant as frost, her eyes were a thousand feet of ice, and when she raised her eyes, the air instantly condensed, and she was full of brilliance.

A petal fell in the wind, obscuring his vision.

Suddenly, when he looked over again, her eyebrows were still as cold as frost, but her eyes were as quiet as a secluded pool, warm as spring water, without half a wave, and the corners of her lips were raised shallowly, as if she was smiling but not smiling.

Nangong Yi's heart trembled uncontrollably, and a misty cloud flashed in his glass-like eyes.

Which one is the real her, and why can't he see through it?

A blue light refracted into his eyes, his pupils dilated slightly, and the long sword was slightly sideways at an angle in her hand, and a sword shadow was drawn diagonally downward, hanging down on her side. Swordsmen who adopt this style of sword are usually confident in their swordsmanship, and they can attack and defend, see and dismantle moves, and be invincible. However, hers is different, her sword edge is slightly sideways, this angle is just the best angle to attack, it seems to be offensive and defensible, but in fact it is full of murderous energy, and the edge is hidden.

In fact, her whole person is no different from her sword-raising style, which seems to be light and light, but in fact, she hides a killing machine, and it is usually killed with one hit!

What was it that made her so different?

Nangong Yi really found it difficult to overlap the woman in front of him with the shy and timid woman in his impression.

In the corner of the wall, Yun Yi watched the movement in the small courtyard, and couldn't help but worry: "What are the two of them going to do?

Yun Meng slapped his son on the back of the head: "Calm down! Don't be surprised, you're also a general, why is it not as good as your daughter?"

Yun Yi shrunk his neck quite aggrievedly, you also said, I am already a general, why are you still like when you were a child, you throw the back of my head at every turn?

"Dad, the two of them are not going to fight, right?"

"It's possible!" Yun Meng touched his chin and said, "Xi'er's posture of holding the sword is quite the style of my time, maybe I can really beat up Prince Jing well." ”

The corners of Yun Yi's mouth twitched, and he didn't dare to agree: "Dad, how could Xi'er ever know martial arts? When you were a child, you taught her to practice martial arts, but she couldn't learn it, how could she withstand the sword of King Jing?"

"Not necessarily. Yunmeng's face was deep, "Think about it, if Xi'er really doesn't know martial arts, now when she sees King Jing shining her sword, she would have been scared to the point that her legs were weak." But you see that she is calm and confident now, where is the slightest fear? Didn't you also say it? Xi'er has changed a lot, maybe she has met some master in the past six years, and she may have learned martial arts. ”

Xi'er used to be most afraid of swords, but now she is not only fearless, but also holding a sword, and she looks good, maybe she really has an adventure. ”

"Well, let's see. If the creek is in danger, we will rush out immediately. ”

"Then what if Prince Jing is in danger?" Yun Yi's mind suddenly flashed such a thought.

Yun Meng touched his chin and thought about it, and hesitated: "Then wait until Xi'er has beaten him enough, and then we will go out." ”

The corners of Yun Yi's mouth twitched again.

In the middle of the courtyard, Yunxi smiled shallowly.

"I don't usually compete with people, but today I made an exception, how does the prince plan to thank me?"

Yes, she is usually reluctant to do anything, because a single shot is a killer move. Prince Jing couldn't die in the General's Mansion, that is, she gave him a life, which was his honor.

A handsome face as jade became darker and thicker, staring at her deadly: "This king has never done anything with women, making an exception today is your honor, how do you thank this king?"

"It turns out that the prince likes to parrot. Yunxi smiled lightly, and the angle of the sword blade in his hand did not move at all.

Nangong Yi's afterglow stared at the cyan edge, and the long sword in his hand also flipped over: "Real kung fu is compared, not played with mouth." ”

"It's good that we've finally come to a consensus. Before the last word fell, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared, and the majestic Xuan Qi burst out from his body, and the long sword carried the sunshine of the sun, turning into a white light, and shot away at Nangong Wing. Along the way, a one-foot-deep ravine spreads all the way.

Feeling the ferocity of the sword qi, Nangong Yi's face was solemn, the long sword flipped in the palm of his hand, and the purple Xuan Qi was condensed into the surroundings of the sword body, turning into a purple light and rushing towards the surging white light.

Boom explosion!

The entire courtyard was in a mess in an instant.

The heat wave rushed, Nangong Yi took two steps back, and before he could stand firm in the last half a step, another white light followed, and the distance between the two white lights was definitely not more than a tenth of a blink of an eye, his face was pale, revealing an expression of disbelief. How the hell did she do it, how could she possibly pull out two swords in such a short period of time?

There was another bang, and it was not only the courtyard that was in disarray, but also the Nangong Wing that bounced out sideways.

The purple gold crown fell, and the largest eastern pearl rolled a few times and sank into the soft soil. Nangong Yi stepped forward in a hurry, barely standing firmly, except for the purple and gold crown on his head, the rest of his body was unharmed. Without the decoration of the purple and gold crown, he is still a handsome, cold and noble Nangong Yi, the third most beautiful man in the world, wearing a silver robe.

However, such a record is a great shame for Nangong Yi, if her sword qi moves by half an inch, then it will not be his purple gold crown that will fall, but his head.

The handsome face was terrifyingly gloomy, the black rolled under his eyes, he was defeated in one round, how could it be, how could it be?

Since he practiced martial arts, with his outstanding talent, the promotion of the Xuan rank has been smooth and unimpeded, and he has never been defeated. The name of genius is a crown, and it has been around for a long time, how could such a failure have ever been attempted?

She defeated him with just one move, and deliberately didn't hurt his life.

How could he lose to a woman, and she was a woman he had despised in the eyes of his heart? How could it be, how could it be?

Nangong Yi burrowed into the tip of the horns, like a small beast fighting a trapped beast, struggling angrily.

How could it be, how could it be?

"If the prince has no opinion, this Dongzhu will be your compensation for damaging the yard. Under his complicated gaze, Yunxi picked up the Dongzhu buried in the soil with his sword, cut an arc in the air, and fell steadily into her palm.

Compensation, she can tell, this yard is all damaged by herself!

"Yunxi, the competition between us is not over yet!" Nangong Yi's eyes were burning with anger, he couldn't accept such a defeat, he couldn't accept such a shame. The tip of the sword slashed upward, and with a cold murderous aura, it stabbed at Yunxi again.

Yunxi's figure did not move, and the Dongzhu in his hand was gently thrown up, and the corners of his lips turned up, hooking a cruel smile.

In a flash, two figures rushed out of the corner.

"Stop!

Yunyi's father and son saw that the shape was not good, and hurriedly rushed out to stop it, but the worries of the father and son were very different.

Yun Yi watched her daughter stand quietly and did not hide, afraid that King Jing would hurt her daughter, but Yun Meng saw it clearly, her granddaughter was already surging murderous at the moment, and the Dongzhu in her hand could become her weapon to kill people at any time, what he was worried about was the safety of King Jing.

Prince Jing must not have an accident in the General's Mansion!

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