"Amitabha, the Lord of the Shen Pavilion is a little calm, the young man has a hot temper, and he is relieved when he fights, before the competition begins, it is not bad for the heirs of the two major sects to compete first, just so that the people of the world can see the strength of our ancient sects." Tianci said with a smile.

When Shen Liyao heard this, he couldn't wait to punch this sanctimonious monk away.

His own son is obviously inferior, he is not an empty opponent, of course Monk Tianci does not have a backache when he stands and talks.

But Shen Liyao himself is not Tianci's opponent, so he can only suffer this dumb loss.

Bai Yunyi looked at all this coldly, and a smile gradually appeared on his face.

She subconsciously glanced at the emperor beside her, and when she saw the emperor nodding, the smile on Bai Yun's face deepened.

It's time for the show to happen again!

Even God is helping them, if it weren't for Shen Qingyang's mouth, he probably wouldn't have made a move at this time.

I don't know where Shen Qingyang's courage came from, obviously he can't beat it all, plus he is too lustful, and the royal maid is too much and naturally has a deficit, so he is not someone's opponent at all.

"He can't do it." The emperor whispered in Bai Yunyi's ear.

As soon as his words fell, he hit Shen Qingyang's chest with a palm.

In fact, Shen Qingyang had been hit many times just now, but each time he was not too injured, he turned over and got up again to continue fighting.

But this time Shen Qingyang didn't have such good luck, his body was like a kite with a broken string, he fell heavily from the competition platform, and fell not far from Shen Liyao.

"Qingyang." Shen Liyao's face changed greatly after seeing it, and after yelling, he immediately ran towards his son.

Today, the face of their Blue Water Pavilion is completely lost.

The son lost in front of so many people, and the reputation of their Blue Water Pavilion would definitely decline in the future.

When Shen Liyao looked at Tianci and Yikong, his face was gloomy and terrifying, and he hated them to the extreme in his heart.

The Floating Temple was exposed to such a scandal by the emperor before, and it was on the cusp, but now they stepped on their Blue Water Pavilion to earn some face again.

It's hateful.

At least in the eyes of others, even if the Floating Temple is very unbearable, the martial arts of these people are also very high.

A strong person, even if he is a bastard with no virtue, will be sought after.

Especially those who don't have long brains.

"Qing Yang, how are you?" Shen Liyao sat his son on the ground and asked in a trembling voice.

"Father...... Father...... I....... Shen Qingyang spurted out a mouthful of blood when he said this, his eyes widened, and he fell backwards all of a sudden.

"Qingyang." Shen Liyao was really frightened, and hurriedly shouted that he was going to help his son again, but found that his son's eyes were wide, and the whole person was paralyzed.

"Qingyang." Shen Liyao was so frightened that a cold sweat broke out all of a sudden, and he shouted a few times in succession, but his son didn't react at all.

He felt his son's pulse with trembling hands, probed his son's snort, touched his son's chest, and the whole person collapsed.

He's dead.......

His son died.

Shen Liyao couldn't believe it, and his whole body was trembling.

The Blue Water Pavilion disciples around him were also stunned.

Although the senior brother of their family is a bit of a bastard, his strength is definitely not false, otherwise he would not be able to become a young pavilion master.

Senior Brother Fang did lose in the fight with Yikong, but such an injury should not be fatal.

"Dead?" Bai Yunyi looked at the emperor beside him and asked in a low voice.