"Lightsplitter!"

Wang Hongfei snorted coldly, and the long sword in his hand was quickly raised.

I saw that his right hand shook, and the long sword suddenly split into two, and the two piercing swords blocked Zhang Shuzhong's long knife without hesitation.

"When—"

The swords collided, and there was an ear-piercing sound of impact in an instant.

The mortal weapons in the hands of the two are of the same level, but there is no big problem.

When the power was suppressed, Wang Hongfei suddenly fell into a disadvantage.

Zhang Shuzhong knew that once Wang Hongfei was given a chance to breathe, he would have no chance of victory.

So when he slashed the first knife, the second knife was also ready to strike.

"Kill!"

The long knife swept and slashed towards Wang Hongfei's waist again.

Wang Hongfei, who was holding a long sword, only felt a sore arm, obviously he suffered a big loss in the competition just now.

Xuan Li worked, and the soreness in his arm suddenly became much lighter.

Seeing the unforgiving Zhang Shuzhong, Wang Hongfei frowned slightly.

Zhang Shu's heavy and powerful knife momentum, although the speed is not as fast as his own, but every knife is attacked where he must save, which makes him very aggrieved.

couldn't dodge, Wang Hongfei could only use the long sword in his hand to block again.

And the result is that my arms are sore again.

......

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, these two are the sons of the nobles of Shouning Mansion, although their cultivation is at the middle and lower level among Shouning Junjie, but compared to those mortals, they are much stronger!"

Looking at the two people in the ring, Zhou Xiange, who returned to the living room, said slowly.

For a battle of this level, Long Jiuyang and Yue Qianyu really didn't have much interest.

For Long Jiuyang, instead of watching these little martial artists compete, it is more interesting to enjoy the graceful dancing girls on the dance floor.

"Well, that tall son, although his cultivation is a little lower and his martial arts are slightly worse, it is also commendable to be able to cultivate this mortal-level martial art to the realm of true meaning......

Long Jiuyang glanced at it and commented casually.

"Within five moves, this Imperial Sword Boy will definitely defeat that Imperial Sword Child!"

Long Jiuyang said affirmatively.

Regarding Long Jiuyang's comments, those officials showed disbelief.

Although Zhang Shuzhong temporarily occupied some advantages, Wang Hongfei, who was two orders higher than him, had never defeated Zhang Shuzhong once or twice.

However, Zhang Shuzhong's next few moves suddenly made them look surprised.

I saw Zhang Shuzhong's fierce knife technique with four consecutive knives, and Wang Hongfei only had the power to parry.

When Zhang Shuzhong's fifth knife fell, Wang Hongfei's hands shook, and the long sword in his hand was suddenly hit by Zhang Shuzhong and flew out.

"Qiang—"

Looking at the long sword that flew and fell to the ground, Wang Hongfei's face was extremely ugly.

"I ...... Defeated!"

With a distracted face, he muttered.

Once, Zhang Shuzhong was defeated by his own hands more than three times, but he didn't expect that in more than two months, this guy actually cultivated the martial arts inherited from his family to the realm of true meaning!

With the power of the sword, the power is superb!

"Brother Wang, concede!"

Standing in the ring, Zhang Shuzhong's face did not show any pride.

He knew that part of the reason why he was able to defeat Wang Hongfei today was because of Wang Hongfei's contempt and carelessness, and more importantly, because he had cultivated the mortal-level high-grade martial arts inherited by his family to the realm of true meaning.

This gave him the possibility of overcoming Wang Hongfei.

Thinking of his more than 100 hard practice sword skills all night, Zhang Shuzhong's eyes showed excitement.

On the banquet outside the living room, a middle-aged man who was eight points similar to Zhang Shuzhong also showed a look of relief on his face.

Although his son is a little stupid, his tenacious character makes his strength not too much behind those Shouning geniuses.

"In the first game, No. 1, Zhang Shu won again!"

"Let's start the second competition......"

On the ring, two young men suddenly walked up.

......

The officials in the living room were obviously very surprised by Zhang Shuzhong's victory.

However, Zhang Shuzhong's last five moves, revealing a faint cyan, obviously reaching the true meaning realm of mortal-level martial arts, can already be comparable to spirit-level lower-grade martial arts.

"Your Majesty's eyes are like torches!"

"Your Majesty's Wisdom and Wisdom Knows Yingjie, it's really not something we can speculate!"

"The eyes of the crown are really like the sun and the moon!"

“......”

These government officials, when it comes to sycophancy, one is more powerful than the other.

Although Long Jiuyang knows himself well, he still enjoys the sycophants of these government officials very much.

"I'll wait, the next glass!"

Zhang Kehan, the commander of the Shouning Mansion Army, said with a smile on his face.

His alcohol consumption is excellent, and his cultivation is profound, although he drank nearly three catties of amber wine at this time, he still did not show a trace of drunkenness.

"Your Majesty, your ministers respect you!"

More than 30 officials of Shouning Mansion all stood up and said respectfully.

Long Jiuyang also drank a lot, and at this time, he was full of alcohol, and his posture was even more wild and uninhibited.

Looking at these officials, he was full of smiles.

"Whoever of you gets drunk with this religion today, this religion will reward him with a treasure......!"

Long Jiuyang said drunkenly.

After the words were spoken, a glass of nearly three taels of amber wine was wiped out again.

Seeing that Long Jiuyang was full of wine, these officials glanced at each other, and they all showed excitement.

It is said that a gentleman is difficult to chase after a horse, let alone a noble person like the Pope, and the words he says are even more golden.

Since His Majesty said that he would reward the treasure, it would never be possible to repent.

Even if he wakes up with remorse!

Yue Qianyu, who was sitting next to Long Jiuyang, saw that Long Jiuyang was drinking so heavily today, and immediately showed a concerned expression.

This guy, don't I let him drink in the palace?

How did you come to this Western Regions Mansion City, but you have become so addicted to alcohol!

"Husband, drink less alcohol, you're going to get drunk!"

Close to Long Jiuyang's face, Yue Qianyu said softly.

"Daughter-in-law, my husband is happy today, I want to drink more, don't stop me!"

Long Jiuyang said with a smile on his face.

When Yue Qianyu saw him like this, she was both angry and funny.

But in the morning, after destroying a Demon Sect Altar, is it necessary to be so happy?

The remnants of the demons, they haven't found it yet?

What's more, in the morning, Liu Yifan's rebellious remnants ran away.

This guy joined the Demon Sect, and even turned into a demon and became a foreign race, and he had a grudge against him for killing his father, so there must be a break between the two.

But for Long Jiuyang, although Yue Qianyu is relatively strong on weekdays, as long as it is said by Long Jiuyang, she will still listen to Long Jiuyang.

It's a celebration for the morning, just let this guy go any time.

Now that she has cultivated to a powerful Yue Qianyu, she is not worried at all that someone in the Cangyu domain can threaten the safety of her and Long Jiuyang.

"You guy, what's the thing that makes you so happy!"

Yue Qianyu blinked her big pure eyes and asked strangely.

"Because, they wish us to get married soon......"

Long Jiuyang said with a smile on his face.

It's just that this smile makes Yue Qianyu feel that it's so cheap!

......

Good night, brother~

(End of chapter)