The sound of the flute is melodious, like the silent mountains and forests, and the ethereal and sharp breath penetrates the hearts of people.

Hua Lan was suddenly startled, and then looked at King Shou'an in the martial arts arena, and after hearing the sound of the flute, it suddenly changed as if fresh blood had been injected, and suddenly changed from a disadvantage to a strong one.

King Shou'an's sword move stabbed at the silver-faced man like a rain of flowers, and the sword was close to the silver-faced man's vital point.

On the contrary, the silver-faced man was disturbed by the sound of the flute, and the bamboo sword in his hand seemed to be blocked by a force, and the sword move quickly slowed down.

It's bad that his side is slow, King Shou'an's moves are even more aggressive, and the silver-faced man's bamboo sword flies up and down, dancing impermeably, but it is still full of flaws.

"Not good!"

Liao Canghai saw that the silver-faced man was gradually difficult to parry, and seeing that he was about to lose, he was in a hurry, and hurriedly stood up from the table.

He was entrusted by Hua Lan and couldn't bear to be frustrated by Hua Lan, so he took the Qinghong Sword from Erdou and came to the competition arena one by one.

The eldest prince came here to help, and the silver-faced man came to Liao Canghai.

Liao Canghai figured out the variety of King Shou'an's moves early below, and the Qinghong sword turned into ten thousand peach blossoms and swept to catch King Shou'an's sword moves.

The silver-faced man's martial arts were originally higher than those of King Shou'an, but he was locked by the mysterious power of the roof flute and couldn't exert it. As soon as Liao Canghai came, his spirit was shocked, and the bamboo sword immediately stood up, taking advantage of Liao Canghai's kung fu, he secretly used his internal force, and gradually forced the mysterious power that locked the bamboo sword back.

As soon as Liao Canghai came, the sound of the flute on the roof changed.

Originally, the sound of the mountains and forests was crisp, and the sound of the flute was muffled, followed by a long cavity leisurely, and then a rapid sound like a wind rushing down.

King Shou'an is becoming more and more brave the more he fights, and a Qingfeng sword is like a thousand ravines, forcing straight to the vital parts of the two.

The power of the flute was overwhelming, and the sword of King Shou'an broke like a torrent.

As soon as Liao Canghai's Qinghong Sword made more than a dozen moves, it was disrupted by King Shou'an's sword momentum. His sword moves were forced by the sound of the flute, and he could barely exert his strength.

At this moment, King Shou'an stabbed with a sword momentum of the monstrous wind of Jiang Lang, he was difficult to parry, his left hand protected his heart, and his right hand waved his sword to block.

It's a pity that it was half a beat slower, and his right arm was pierced by King Shou'an's coming sword, and the blood flowed like a pillar suddenly.

King Shou'an's sword move was extremely fast, and as soon as the Qingfeng sword stabbed Liao Canghai's right arm, he changed his move and pumped, blocking the silver-faced man's attack.

Liao Canghai was injured, Hua Lan's face changed greatly, and she hurriedly beckoned Hua San to come to the rescue.

Hua San and Erdou Sandou rushed over early, and the three of them worked together to block King Shou'an's attack, and hurriedly saved Liao Canghai.

Liao Canghai's right arm was pierced by King Shou'an's Qingfeng sword, and blood soaked through his entire robe.

At this critical moment, Hua San didn't care much, and hurriedly tore Liao Canghai's sleeves and took out the hemostatic powder and put it on.

Hua Lan also ran over, with mixed feelings.

Liao Canghai was invincible, her face was embarrassed, her eyelids were slightly closed, and she wanted to speak, but she hurriedly said: "Pavilion Master Liao doesn't need to say any more, whether you win or lose in today's martial arts competition, you will be grateful to Pavilion Master Liao for his great kindness." ”

She asked Hua Lan to take Liao Canghai to the guest room to rest, and she secretly made up her mind.

160 million taels of silver, a big deal to pay to King Shou'an. But she also has to work hard to fight, and she can't let King Shou'an get cheap and hurt people in vain.

She made up her mind in her heart, and sat at the table with hatred, staring angrily at the two people who were competing with each other.

Hua Lan's face was not good-looking, and the spring silkworms and ginkgo biloba on the side were even more frightened birds, and even the magpies were nervous.

Liao Canghai was defeated, the flute on the roof changed again, the wind and rain became gentle, and the sword momentum of King Shou'an also changed, as if he was playing with a dragon and a phoenix, and the obvious advantage was that he did not defeat the silver-faced man quickly.

The silver-faced man was blocked by a mysterious force, and it was not impossible.

Liao Canghai's defeat still made King Shou'an a little proud, which inevitably made him look down on the enemy, and the sword momentum he used began to be arrogant and uninhibited, frivolous and sluggish, quite a bit of a joke.

The silver-faced man was not annoyed by the move of the bamboo sword, and his internal force forced the interference of the flute, and secretly used a trick.

Suddenly, the silver-faced man's bamboo sword quickly changed, and he rushed to the left shoulder of King Shou'an, and King Shou'an dodged lightly, but unfortunately this was a false move, and the bamboo sword changed in a virtual place, and then it swept straight towards King Shou'an's chest.

King Shou'an sneered, what he was waiting for was your move.

At this moment, the sound of the roof flute suddenly stopped.

Hua Lan was stunned for a moment, and at this moment, the silver-faced man felt that his right arm holding the sword shook suddenly, and the bamboo sword had already flown out of his right hand. Before he could see King Shou'an's sword light, his mind was empty, and he fell in front of him with a "boom".

"Damn!"

Hua Lan was not stunned yet, and the joy who was sitting on the side rushed over angrily.

At this time, Hua San had already returned, and as soon as the silver-faced man fell, he hurriedly went over with Hua Da and a few people to rescue.

Everyone was in a hurry, and no one noticed that an angry ten-year-old boy rushed to King Shou'an with fists in his hands and red eyes.

King Shou'an won the silver-faced man, and the 160 million taels of silver tickets began to shake under his eyes, and a ten-year-old boy walked in front of him, where did he see it.

"You're a bad person!"

Festive finger Shou'an Wang, his fierce teeth were clucking, and a pair of big eyes like copper bells spewed out fierce cruelty.

King Shou'an put away the Qingfeng sword, and in the face of the little boy's angry shout, he laughed: "Child, the word 'bad guy' is not said casually, some things have to be distinguished with your eyes!" ”

King Shou'an originally intended to go to Queen Sheng'an to ask for the 160 million taels of silver, but after finishing speaking, he pulled out his legs and walked in the direction of Hualan outside the martial arts arena, without taking this ten-year-old celebration in his eyes at all.

"Festive won't let you bully your sister!"

Seeing that he was leaving, Xiqing ran a few steps and stretched out his hands to block his way, roaring loudly, accumulating strength all over his body.

The power seemed to spread like a flame, and soon erupted and condensed into his fists.

King Shou'an stood still, and before he could see the little boy in front of him gritting his teeth angrily, he was knocked out by a rushing heat wave, and crashed into a wall with a "boom".

With an uproar, one of the walls of the martial arts arena collapsed, and King Shou'an knocked him unconscious.

This change is in an instant. No one noticed that King Shou'an was sent out by the festive double fist.

The power of the celebration was too strong, like a burning hurricane hitting the wall, immediately breaking out a large hole in the wall behind the tournament venue.

King Shou'an was swept into the wall by a huge force, and before he could consciously realize what was happening in front of him, his head sank, and the whole person was buried by the wild roll of rubble.