Everyone followed the prestige, only to see the Second Highness in the white imperial robe sitting in the corner looking at him with a disdainful look.

Sure enough, such harsh words can only be said by the [Right Hand of God].

"Wow, there's a good show."

Lan Jingjing, the eldest princess of the Barbarian Sword Country, instantly came to her senses.

At the last moment, she was still in a state of drowsiness wrapped in a big cotton robe (compared to the hot weather of the Barbarian Sword Country, wrapped in a cotton robe, in a cold place like the Heavenly Sword Country, it was too comfortable, and she didn't understand the desertification things explained by Sha Panyuan before).

When Tiandao Yuluo said what she said just now, she jumped up from the chair, and then crossed her hands on her hips, and the wide floor-sweeping robe was lifted by her to both sides, revealing her muscular lower abdomen and slightly bulging chest, and a pair of big cat eyes stared at the field.

She was so excited that she almost screamed.

If you are in the Barbarian Sword Country, if you encounter this situation, you can directly fight and use force to decide the winner!

At the same time, in the rest area of Lijian Kingdom, the slender man sitting in the leather chair smiled slightly.

His chin was lowered, and half of his face was covered by a red crescent-shaped mask covering the left side of his face, while the other half of his face was delicate and handsome, but because of the mask, he looked a little neurotic and sickly.

He looked at Sha Panyuan with interest, put his right leg on his left leg, and then touched his chin with his long thin fingers.

The first swordsmith of the Sword Country, Emperor Fu Ling Yuan, showed a meaningful smile in his eyes like electricity.

……

His Royal Highness the Prince of Sha Jian Country, Sha Panyuan, the first sword caster, was stunned for a moment, and then his face turned red in an instant.

"Although I know that you have always lived in an environment that is sought after by thousands of people, please don't insult people casually, okay?"

"Hmph. Soft-footed shrimp who don't know their own situation are even more pathetic. ”

Tiandao Yuluo let out a cold snort, patted his ass and stood up.

There was an uproar in the stands.

Everyone whispered.

"Come, come, wrath of the right hand of God."

"Is there going to be a fight?"

"What are you kidding, this is in the Heavenly Sword Country, the sword sacrifice ceremony, and the whole world is watching."

"But that's the right hand of God, does he care?"

"Yes, at last year's sword sacrifice ceremony, didn't His Royal Highness do the same?"

……

The blue crystal eyes of the Barbarian Sword Kingdom turned from black to green, and the whole person became excited, dancing on the ground, and a small and excited voice came out of her mouth.

"I will repay your insult to my dignity with your blood, and challenge you in the presence of the wolf god. Draw your sword! Provocateur! ”

Jiang Xiaoyin next to her looked at her nervous appearance, drooped the fluffy beast ears, and then held her forehead with her hand, and sighed helplessly.

In the territory of the Brute Sword Country, this tradition has always been preserved, anyone can put forward the [Wolf God's Challenge] to another person, and after accepting the battle, he will not rest until death, and this kind of duel has always been regarded as the most sacred, and can no longer be held accountable.

Even family members must obey the outcome of the duel.

It can be said that the people of the Barbarian Sword Country are all bloody.

Both men and women.

"Hurry up, hit him, Sha Panyuan, you stupid."

Lan Jingjing's words continued to pass.

Because the rest areas of each country are next to each other, and they are built in the shape of a circle in the entire Fairy Sword Square, so in the area of the Chongjian Country adjacent to the Barbarian Sword Country, the Wei Palace can see a series of performances of the blue crystal just now.

He couldn't help but laugh.

I'm afraid this girl has a serious secondary school disease, right?

The lines that were so shameful just now came out of her mouth, and this person could still not blush and heartbeat.

It was at this moment that a box of small snacks came from next door.

The courtesy envoy of Chi Sword Country, a woman with a gentle face, smiled at him slightly, "My swordsmith told you." ”

"Thank you."

Wei Gong nodded, took it suspiciously, and opened it.

An antique wooden lunch box with a few small parfaits and fish and chips in a lattice.

He looked at the sector on the left, a middle-aged fat man sitting in the middle of the crowd, with a ruddy face.

The gourmet swordsmith of the Chijian Country, Dongwang Gong Xi, winked at the Wei Palace.

“……”

Emiya couldn't help but let out a sigh.

What kind of people are these world's top swordsmiths?

……

"Second Highness."

In order to maintain the harmonious atmosphere of the sword sacrifice ceremony, the great eunuch hurriedly walked to the middle of the field and whispered to the side of Tiandao Yuluo, "Your Highness, please pay attention to your identity. ”

The little eunuch behind him had already rushed to the main hall of Tianyu to find the Heavenly Sword Emperor under his orders.

"Of course I know who I am."

Heavenly Dao Yuluo glanced at him coldly.

He folded his hands to his chest, and the two long white ribbons on his shoulders hung to the ground like the sun high above.

"The key is this person."

He stabbed Sha Panyuan's body with his cold gaze, and asked coldly, "Do you know your identity?" ”

Everyone gasped.

At this time last year, this wayward highness was also nonsense, insisting on putting the Yiqin sword cast by the Wei Palace on the sword seat, and also left the scene halfway, which directly caused the face of Ye Ziqing, the first sword master, to be almost unbearable.

I can't imagine that this year will still be like this......

However, looking at Ye Ziqing's appearance, she happened to sit on the sword seat for a long time, the mask covered her face, and she couldn't see her expression clearly, only a pair of big eyes calmly stared at Tiandao Yuluo.

Ye Ziqing clasped her hands in front of her chest and leaned back in her chair, as if she didn't want to wade into this troubled water.

After a year of lessons, this time she chose to sit on the sidelines.

She just silently prayed in her heart for the swordsmith named Sha Panyuan-

"Children, maybe life is meant to endure hardships, and I just hope that you can hold on, so that you can achieve higher growth."

In front of the poisonous tongue of Heavenly Dao Yuluo, no one can speak.

Except for the Heavenly Sword Emperor, no one could cure him.

Originally, at this time, the swordsmith of the Chong Sword Country, who was the same name as him, and the person known as the [Left Hand of God] should come forward to make a round, maybe he could save the situation.

But the crowd suddenly reacted.

The swordsmith god named Yan Feng was not on the scene today.

In his place to participate in this year's sacrificial sword selection is a hairy boy,

Although he is very famous, this is his first time attending, which will inevitably make people wonder-

Will this swordsmith be able to carry the future of the swordsmith of the Sword Country?

Everyone's eyes were focused on Emiya's body.

But Emiya looked at the two people who were facing each other calmly and naturally like a nobody.

Except for Sha Jianguo's entourage, everyone else chose a bystander attitude.

Mainly, they haven't figured out yet, what exactly is it for, that this Highness is so angry?

……