Guan Tianyue's words stirred up a thousand waves in the hall with one stone.

Bai Hanshu, who had already walked back to his seat, turned around suddenly, his cold gaze locked on Guan Tianyue's body.

And Qin Jinting's gaze in the first place also changed slightly.

However, Qin Jinlin's face was as cold as ever, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

"There's a good show to watch."

Yang Rui whispered in a low voice, and the three gentlemen on the side immediately automatically entered the theater mode.

Ning Yutong looked at Guan Tianyue's back, and then looked at Xiao Wenyue in the field, it was obvious that at the moment when Guan Tianyue stood up, Xiao Wenyue was already full of fighting spirit!

Want to fight? That's the battle!

Xiao Wenyue held the long sword in his hand and looked at Guan Tianyue with burning eyes: "Xiao has long wanted to appreciate the kung fu of Guan Dutong, Guan Dutong, please!" ”

Guan Tianyue didn't make a sound, he slowly came to the field, and silently drew out his portable long sword, the sword was sold, and the killing intent was permeated.

Blood-Drinking Sword!

Ning Yutong's gaze froze for a moment, this sharp sword with a whole body red, she knew!

But why is this sword in Guan Tianyue's hands?

"Please!"

Guan Tianyue let out a low snort, and in the next second, his whole person had disappeared in place.

"Just in time!"

Xiao Wenyue also shouted loudly and rushed forward with an arrow step, and the confrontation between the two people was filled with a thick evil aura from the beginning.

"Who can win this time?"

"Damn! Guan Tianyue is really powerful! ”

At the dinner table, Shi Haitian, Sun Chengang, and Yu Mian discussed with great interest again, but Yang Rui's face changed slightly ugly.

"Xiao Wenyue is not Guan Tianyue's opponent."

Ning Yutong's tone was a little regretful, but from the very beginning, she could see that Guan Tianyue's strength was definitely beyond Bai Hanshu and Xiao Wenyue.

Master!

Guan Tianyue is a master of killing people without blinking, and if he wants to be on an equal footing with him, he must at least ......

A blurry face flashed in Ning Yutong's mind, and he couldn't see his facial features, only a golden mask.

Long song.

Ning Yutong thought of Changge, she hadn't seen Changge's real shot, but she could feel that Changge was definitely a master, and he was not too much to let go of Yan Feng and Guan Tianyue.

"Guan Tianyue won, that is, in front of the whole of Kyoto, he slapped King Wen and King Yan in the face."

Yang Rui on the side took a sip of wine by himself, and there was a little complexity in his voice: "This guy came back to pick up something!" ”

The Guan clan is a thorn in the side of His Majesty, and if King Wen and King Yan want to win favor in front of His Majesty, they will naturally try their best to suppress the Guan clan. It can be said that although the Guan family and the royal family are in-laws, they have also had a long-standing grudge.

And the housekeeper sits in Mobei, supporting the army and respecting himself, and no one can help them, which is what really makes the royal family troubled.

"Xiao Wenyue lost!"

Just when Ning Yutong was secretly slandering, the battle situation on the field had already had a result-

The blood-drinking sword's faint red blade stayed in front of Xiao Wenyue's throat.

Xiao Wenyue's face was a little pale, but his eyes were still sharp.

"I lost."

"Concession."

Guan Tianyue put away his sword indifferently, he didn't leave, but turned around coldly, and looked directly at a place on the first seat.

He's looking at a person, it's a silent challenge!

Qin Jinlin!

As far as Guan Tianyue's eyes could see, it was the seat of Yan King Qin Jinlin.

Could it be that Guan Tianyue wants to challenge King Yan directly?

Everyone present was a little surprised, and everyone's idea immediately became a reality-

"His Royal Highness King Yan, do you dare to fight?"

There was no respect in Guan Tianyue's tone, and the sword that had not yet been sheathed pointed directly in front of Qin Jinlin.

Qin Jinlin, who had always been indifferent, slowly drank the last sip of wine in the cup, and then slowly raised his head, and his dark and indifferent gaze fell on Guan Tianyue's face.

The gazes of the two men, equally cold, equally sharp, the same aggressive.

"Why don't you dare?"

Qin Jinlin's tone was very light, he stood up calmly and calmly, and walked towards the venue in the middle of the hall, but halfway through, Qin Jinlin suddenly walked in another direction until he stopped in front of a white jade table.

"This king didn't bring any weapons with him today." When Qin Jinlin said this, his tone was extremely gentle: "Yutong, can you borrow your thunderbolt whip?" ”

Because of Qin Jinlin's words, Ning Yutong immediately became the focus of the audience. However, the feeling of being in the spotlight is not necessarily good.

Ning Yutong hesitated for a moment, she didn't know what trick Qin Jinlin wanted to play.

"Ahem."

Seeing that Ning Yutong didn't speak, Qin Jinlin coughed lightly twice and continued: "You can rest assured, you won't break your whip, if this king wins, you will share half of the bonus you won!" ”

"Tsk, why can't I encounter such a good thing? Sister Yutong, what are you hesitating about! ”

Yang Rui on the side suddenly pushed Ning Yutong with a smile, and before Ning Yutong could react, Yang Rui had already quickly untied the thunderbolt whip that Ning Yutong tied to his waist: "Lord Wang!" Remember to give us the money when you win! ”

Qin Jinlin took the thunderbolt whip and glanced at Yang Rui, then turned around and strode away.

Ning Yutong glared at Yang Rui, and after all, he could only helplessly watch Qin Jinlin walk to the center of the venue and confront Guan Tianyue.

In Ning Yutong's impression, Qin Jinlin's martial arts are naturally very powerful.

But how powerful he is, Ning Yutong can't be sure at all-

That man never let anyone get a glimpse of his hole cards.