Unexpectedly, among the invited swordsmen, two of them had this kind of encounter.

"How much did you win him?" asked the third prince amusedly as he walked to the VIP seat next to the burial sword pool.

The madman sword was silent, and his face was very ugly.

Xia Qingchen said indifferently: "Hundreds of billions of cold coins, plus a blood snake sword." ”

The third son, who was smiling, smiled and said in surprise: "Hundreds of billions?"

This number, even the third son of the palace master of the military palace, feels that it is extremely huge.

"Small money. Xia Qingchen said unexpectedly.

Hundreds of billions or small money?

The third prince re-examined Xia Qingchen, couldn't help laughing, and said in his heart, this person can pretend.

Hundreds of billions of dollars are astronomical to first-class families, and he is a small Qianxiao ride, and he actually said that it was a small amount of money?

However, everyone has vanity, and the third son is not surprised.

"You also won the Blood Snake Sword?" The third prince frowned and looked at the madman sword: "You won't be affected, right?"

The Blood Serpent Sword is the most handy sword for madmen.

The madman sword suddenly felt faceless, and said angrily: "Don't worry, my swordsmanship has already reached the realm of transformation, and any sword can display the strongest power of the madman sword." ”

This is not a lie.

His madman's sword relied on treachery, and the sword itself was secondary.

As long as it is not too inferior sword, the power of swordsmanship is not much different.

"That's good. The third prince nodded slightly, and was about to breathe a sigh of relief, when the madman sword stared at Xia Qingchen and said coldly: "Why did the third prince invite this person here? Don't tell me, he is also here to compete with the sword." ”

The third prince nodded: "Yes!"

The madman sword looked Xia Qingchen up and down, shook his head and sneered: "There is not a little sword qi on the body that swordsmen practice swordsmanship all year round, and the palms of his hands are smoother than women, it can be seen that he usually doesn't practice swords at all, what kind of kendo master can he be?"

The third prince frowned imperceptibly.

To be honest, he also felt that Xia Qingchen didn't look like a sword practitioner.

"This is recommended by Li Yuan, with his superb swordsmanship, he shouldn't be blind. Despite this, the third prince said.

"Li Yuan?" the madman sword looked at Li Yuan with disdain, and his eyes did not hide his contempt: "His swordsmanship is also worthy of being called superb?"

Li Yuan's face couldn't hold back, and he scolded: "Crazy Sword, I know that your swordsmanship is superb, but you don't need to bury people, right?"

The madman sword laughed and said, "Sorry, I'm just telling the truth!"

"You!" Li Yuan suddenly felt humiliated.

It is said that the madman sword is disgusting, and the rumors are true!

Who can like this mouth?

"What are you? When your master comes, you have to respectfully call me a Sword Saint senior!" "The madman sword widened his eyes and said unceremoniously: "Your master is a half-ass, how strong can you be?"

"And what kind of foundation can the person you recommend?"

Li Yuan said angrily: "Soldiers can be killed, but they cannot be humiliated!"

He backhanded out his broadsword behind his back, and was about to fight the madman sword on the spot.

"Okay, let me teach you how to use the sword!" The madman sword had the intention of madness, and when he saw this, he was immediately enraged.

The third prince's face sank, and he said lightly: "The two of you didn't put this son in their eyes." ”

Settle grievances in front of him, how can he be the third son in his eyes!

Li Yuan immediately withdrew his broadsword and bowed down to apologize.

The madman Jian Yi snorted in his nostrils, and restrained his posture, but he was unforgiving: "Third son, you let me make a move, it's okay, but, I said it depends on my mood!"

The third prince sat down expressionlessly and said, "So what?"

The madman sword pointed at Xia Qingchen: "I see that this person is unhappy and in a bad mood!

The third prince held his chin with his right hand, his face was calm, but his right palm was shaken hard.

He hates being threatened by someone, but ...... I hate threats over trivial things that don't matter.

That's a real waste of time!

"Xia Qingchen, go to the military hall of the Northwest Military Region to receive two thousand meritorious services. The third prince said without thinking.

He not only handed over the 1,000 meritorious deeds he had promised before, but also rewarded him with an additional 1,000 meritorious deeds, which was regarded as an apology for letting him run in vain.

However, this apology is a condescending humiliation.

Invite him, but drive him away at the request of another.

In the minds of the third prince, Xia Qingchen has no weight.

For the sake of him resolving a small trouble, Xia Qingchen said: "My swordsmanship is stronger than him!"

If there are superfluous words, Xia Qingchen doesn't want to say more.

That sentence alone is sufficient.

The third prince's eyes fell on the burial sword pool where he went, looked at the blowing waves, and said lightly: "The same words, I don't want to repeat them." ”

Xia Qingchen smiled faintly, a little ironic.

He came back to the world, and it was the first time he helped others to compete, but he was rejected miserably.

However, it was not he who lost.

Hugging his fists, Xia Qingchen said cleanly: "Then, farewell." ”

Without a trace of hesitation, Xia Qingchen turned around and left.

The third prince raised his eyes and looked at his back, and said, "Remember to get meritorious." ”

Xia Qingchen waved his hand without looking back: "No merit, keep it for yourself." ”

He needs merit, but refuses to be humiliated.

The third prince sighed silently in his heart, offending another person.

Just a small person, though.

Of little consequence!

Isn't it?

Xia Qingchen left on foot, passing through the large and small burial sword pools.

When he was about to leave the area of the Burial Sword Pool, a pair of tall men dressed in golden armor, long brown hair, blue eyes, and tall figures walked up.

"This is the Burial Sword Pool?" a armored soldier led the way, and when he saw Xia Qingchen approaching, he asked loudly.

Xia Qingchen didn't look at them directly, but said lightly: "Yes." ”

Then he passed by them, and his eyes never reflected their figures.

"What kind of attitude? is this kind of virtue for people in the cool realm?" the soldier who asked frowned.

Since they came to the Cool Realm, there have been polite and polite Cool Realm officials waiting for them all the way with a smile on their faces and arranging everything.

This is the first time I've encountered such a blind guy.

Xia Qingchen turned a deaf ear and continued to walk outside.

"Self-righteousness!" The interrogating soldier leaned out of the air and shot at the crook of Xia Qingchen's right leg, wanting to knock him to the ground and embarrass him.

But who knows, Xia Qingchen is like having eyes behind him, and he can easily hit out with the power of the stars.

Not only did it crush the opponent's strength, but it also catapulted into the soldier's shoulder blade.

Ahh

The soldier was caught off guard, and was hit by Xia Qingchen's incomparably thick star power on the spot and fell under the burial sword pool.

"You're looking for death!" Among the other five gold-armored people, four of them opened their eyes angrily, and they all turned around and chased after Xia Qingchen.

Xia Qingchen didn't look back, and said indifferently: "I've experienced a lot of unpleasant things recently, and I'm not in a very good mood, so you'd better not provoke me." ”

First Gongsun Wuji was implicated by him, and then he was regarded as a wanted criminal, and now he has been driven out of the burial sword pool.

His mood rarely fell into a trough.

(End of chapter)