Show one’s true colors in the end.

After the song and dance were withdrawn, the palace of Qin showed a short period of calm, and Yingdang stepped forward to put forward as promised, "Great Qin established the country by force, and today's competition is the joy of the father and king."

Although King Qin was seriously ill, he was not stupid in his heart, knowing that his eldest son was taking the opportunity to regain the position of crown prince.

He reviewed it carefully these days, and he also understood that he was pitted by the Legalists at the beginning, and when he saw this situation, he pushed the boat down the river and let it go.

The competition was quickly decided.

Sure enough, it's three against three.

At the insistence of Ying Zheng, it became a wheel war again.

Wang's eldest son Fang sent three people, namely Han Wushuang, Gai Nie, and Bai Qi for the finale.

And the prince sent Meng Fu, Long Rantian, and Xiang Bai to the finale.

In the vast west, the palace in the goose feather snow is splendid.

In the hall, this banquet has the taste of luxury and slaughter, the door of the palace has been closed for some time, and above the heating of the earth dragon, the guards in armor and swords are quietly watching the center.

I don't know when, the atmosphere is a little solemn.

The dancers had only been gone long before they heard the sharp clash of blades coming from the snowy hall in the distance.

"Sister Fei... They kill so badly. ”

Xiao Min stuck out her tongue and tightened her newly wrapped fluff coat.

"These things have nothing to do with us, be careful. ”

Feng Fei hurriedly said softly.

It's just that the snow is like the sky falling, and the sound of heavy blades clashing deeply stirs between heaven and earth, making people feel that the wind has moved and the clouds have moved.

King Qin is seriously ill, maybe the Qin State is about to change.

The dancers before the change, like fleeing ants, hurried through the deep court cloister of the courtyard

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"In the first game, Meng Fu vs. Han Wushuang, Meng Fu won!"

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"In the second game, Meng Fu vs. Gai Nie, Gai Nie wins!"

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"In the third game, Long Rantian vs. Gai Nie, Gai Nie wins!"

Three competitions.

In the main hall, the sword saint who was slightly eye-catching was pointing at Long Rantian's throat, and the weapon in the latter's hand had been picked off.

Ying Zheng's face was very ugly.

The pot poured wine, but it was trembling, the wine splashed out, clenched his fists, forced to be calm, and looked at the man with a calm expression on his side, and his heart was a little calm.

The voice of the eunuch's duck began to announce again.

"In the fourth game, Xiang Bai faced Gai Nie, please Xiang Bai played. ”

Xia Bai was sitting cross-legged.

It's noisy, it's bad, but it's like you're completely isolated.

A pair of eyes opened from the noise, and met the equally young eyes on the field.

The atmosphere of slaughter suddenly began to dissipate.

The wild man got up, picked up his knife, and when he passed by Yingzheng, there was a somewhat suppressed and angry voice, "Teacher." ”

Xia Baitou didn't reply, "Don't worry." ”

The prince clasped his hands and watched him walk onto the field.

The two saluted each other, and then distanced themselves.

"Come on. ”

Xia Bai looked at the young man in front of him, unlike him, this young man was full of sharpness, and his eyes were like eagle falcons.

"Please advise. ”

Perhaps sensing the difference in the person opposite, Gai Nie hugged his fists.

Pull away and slowly stand away.

Suddenly, he began to run, and the sword momentum quickly accumulated, and when it was near, it was as faint as a white dragon approaching, and the sword wind could even stir up the hair of a man three meters away.

Xia Bai still didn't move, in Ying Zheng's nervous eyes, when the sword shadow approached, he crawled half an inch like an afterimage, and his left hand flicked his fingers.

Bounced into the sword, emitting a dragon's roar.

The white dragon-like sword momentum unexpectedly popped out with this finger and collapsed.

The knife in Xia Bai's right hand is extremely fast, and the fast knife is like two freeze frames.

The first freeze frame, holding the hilt.

The second, the knife is on the neck.

Gai Nie only felt an unimaginable force coming, and his sword momentum was shaken open, and the next moment he only felt that he was locked by the killing machine.

By the time he came to his senses, the knife was already on his neck.

The clouds are light and the wind is light.

One bullet.

A knife.

The wild and evil man didn't make any superfluous movements, and it was simply terrifying.

Xia Bai elegantly retracted the knife.

After all, Gai Nie is still a young man, he only feels red-faced, he thought that he could become famous after practicing martial arts in the deep mountains, but he didn't expect to lose the third battle.

And it was a defeat, and Yu Guang looked at Yingdang's gloomy face that was almost dripping water, and his heart was even more cold.

At this time, the eunuch's voice sounded.

"In the third game, Xiang Bai vs. Gai Nie, Xiang Bai won!"

After a short silence.

Yingzheng's side burst out with joy.

"Okay!!Mr. Xiang is really amazing!!"

Meng Fu, who was defeated by Gai Nie's three swords, naturally knew the horror of this young Guigu swordsman, but such a character was defeated by Mr. Xiang with a single bullet and a knife.

And Mr. Xiang is the representative of his own side.

He seemed to feel this glory, and he couldn't help but shout.

Li Si couldn't help but praise, at first he was still worried, but with this move, he understood that this white power was no longer under Han Fei, and he couldn't help but take a sip of wine and smile.

In addition to Long Rantian, this Legalist was foreshadowed by the gods, and the man who discovered Yingzheng only felt that he had been pushed to the edge step by step, and the prestige that he had maintained had disappeared with the defeat at the hands of Gai Nie.

He subconsciously clenched his fists.

"Useless stuff!"

Yingdang glanced fiercely at Gai Nie, who had retreated.

The bullet and the knife seemed to hit him in the face, making him dishonorable.

"General Bai, I'm tired. ”

Towards the killing god who was slowly getting up behind him, his battle intent also burned wildly as he stood up, nodded to his lord, and then nominated a knife and walked into the open space between the banquets.

"I didn't expect you and me to fight after all. ”

Bai Qi's eyes gradually had a brilliance, "The last unfinished battle will eventually be divided into male and female." ”

Xia Bai's voice was gentle and clear, "But I want to have a good time with General Bai, in the winter of Xianyang, the snow covers the mountains, the weather is cold, cook a pot of wine, maybe you can forget many things." ”

Bai Qi was silent.

Xia Bai said: "I think there are some things that General Bai wants to forget but can't forget." ”

Bai Qi's fiancée has been stationed in Hangu for more than ten years, and the world knows it.

And at this moment, Bai Qi showed a sad look in his eyes, but he smiled sadly: "Do you think this can mess my mind?

"Nope. ”

Xia Bai categorically vetoed, "I just saw that General Bai's martial arts were murderous, but I was a little depressed, so I mentioned this stubble, because... I want to see a Wu'an killing god who is no longer restrained and can burst out with all his might. ”

"Burst into full force?"

Bai Qi was silent, his eyes seemed to be covered with a haze, and suddenly, this man had a little more brutality that he couldn't see on weekdays, and his eyes swept the surrounding palaces, as if he was worried about whether this palace could withstand his full strength.

That's when it happened.

The eunuch duck's throat rang out again.

"In the fifth scene, Xiang Bai has dialogue!"

The voice fell, and the two people on the field stopped talking, saluted each other, and then distanced themselves.

The knives are not out.

It's just a fierce and murderous aura, but it overflows the palace.

It snowed heavily outside the hall, but inside the hall was as warm as spring.

The sword demon against the god of killing.

This time, they will have no way out, no more interruption, and they must distinguish the victory and defeat in front of the eyes of this Great Qin magnate.

Stompe...

There were two soft sounds, and the two people on the field were gone.

Everyone's eyes couldn't keep up, only to hear the buzzing in their heads, the eardrums were about to burst, only to see in the air, two peerless swordsmen, waving knives, knives, knives colliding together, and emitting a suppressive wind and snow, like a loud sound of bells!