With a swing of the long sword in Haitian's hand, a sword aura sneered, although his strength had stayed at the level of a second-order demon swordsman for many years, his swordsmanship and skill proficiency were by no means comparable to that of ordinary second-order demon swordsmen, he looked at Ling Xiao with a sneer, his wrist trembled at high speed in subtleties, and the long sword suddenly formed a sword curtain!

Because the fight is at the door of the Champs Restaurant, the people who can come here to dine are basically all princes and nobles, all of whom are prominent people, and when they see the wonderful fight, they all stop to watch, and then there are those who recognize the emperor's grandson Li Tianlie, and come up to salute again, in contrast, Li Tianluo, the prince of the south, seems lonely and lonely, and there are almost no people who know him, even if a very few people know him, because in front of Li Tianlie, they all pretend not to know.

Although Li Tianluo is mature, he can only sigh secretly at this scene, but his mentality is stable, he has been used to living in the shadow of the prince for so many years, and he will not show half a point of dissatisfaction on his face.

Li Tianlie didn't have the idea of introducing his younger brother to these people, the recent limelight of the Southern King was already strong enough, and he didn't have the idea of icing on the cake.

There are not many people who know Ling Xiao, because he has always studied in the Imperial Academy, and even fewer people know Haitian, there are many people who have heard of this name, but there are very few princes and nobles who have really seen him.

But this does not prevent people from being interested in this wonderful fight, and even some good gamblers have opened a handicap on the side, don't underestimate this kind of handicap, there are no more than 1,000 gold coins per bet, don't want to participate in it.

Ling Xiao was falling behind at this time, a group of nobles over there were excitedly watching the fight in the field, the person at the opening was not very old, only thirty years old, elegant in appearance, but he was trying to persuade everyone to win Ling Xiaosheng.

It's a pity that almost everyone is optimistic about the old and spicy Haitian, the sword skills are extremely pure, and the internal strength is also strong, forcing the young man to retreat, obviously, the young man is not an opponent.

Someone laughed and mocked the young man: "Constance, you just admit it, haha, whoever asked you to open this handicap is all self-inflicted!"

The young man named Constance smiled disdainfully, and pointed at the man: "Count Nalan, you are wrong, if that young man is not sure, he will fight against someone he cannot defeat?" So, I firmly believe him, buy that young man for five and lose one!!"

Earl Nalan's eyes widened, and he pointed at Constance with his finger: "You are so shameless, how can Prime Minister Constance have such a slick son as you, you want to deceive us, no way! I will press the old man to win, a thousand gold coins!" As he spoke, he took out a bag of gold coins and threw them on the side of the sea and sky, and then walked to the side with a high spirit, watching the excitement in the field.

Consdon's face was cloudy, and he secretly scolded the shamelessness of these nobles, after such a while, he had already received five or six thousand gold coins, all of which were won by the sea and the sky, five or six thousand gold coins, for Constan, the prime minister, it was not a lot, but it was a shame to say this!

Thinking that he is the son of the prime minister of the empire, he actually put himself on the table, which is too cowardly.

Just when he was annoyed, someone came over and said softly: "I will press that young man to win, a thousand gold coins." As he spoke, he took out a jade pendant and handed it to Condner: "This is considered a mortgage." ”

It's easy to wait for a stupid Kaizi, but I didn't expect it to be a fool, Constance just wanted to say something sarcastic, his face froze, of course he could recognize it at a glance, this jade pendant is carved with the imperial totem - the Lion King of Explosive Flame!

Spit out half of the words, swallowed it back raw, and took the jade pendant with a smile: "Okay, good, no problem, absolutely no problem!"

Isha actually wanted to press a thousand gold coins to bet on Brother Ling Xiao's victory, but unfortunately she didn't have that much money, but fortunately, Li Tianluo saw her thoughts, and told her with a smile: "These should be pressed for Brother Ling Xiao himself, I am optimistic about him, and the money will belong to him if he wins!"

Isha smiled faintly and whispered, "Thank you for supporting him!"

"Yes, we're friends!"

"Karin is still waiting inside, right?" Isha asked absent-mindedly as she stared at the two of them who were fighting more and more fiercely.

"It's okay, let her wait a while...... Ahh

Ling Xiao's breath was a little urgent, but he looked at Haitian with a narrow face.

And Haitian glared at Ling Xiao with fear in his eyes, and at the same time, Haitian was terrified in his heart, how could this kid seem to know what trick he was going to use next, every sword was the last to come, and the deep internal force was not much worse than him, which made Haitian feel so aggrieved that he wanted to vomit blood.

And just now, the sea angel made the most proud move, but he didn't expect to be stabbed in the right hand of the sword holding by Ling Xiao's thin willow sword, although the injury was not serious, but it severely damaged Haitian's confidence!

The crowd of onlookers exclaimed in amazement, because the sharp-eyed ones saw that the blood was slowly flowing down the hilt of Haitian's sword that was retracted into the sleeve of his robe.

Constance also looked at Ling Xiao dumbfounded, like a ghost, and then glanced at the gold coins on the ground, next to the five or six bags of gold coins, there was a jade pendant, couldn't help but stomp his feet, and said a little dejectedly: "Damn, I have the guts...... No wonder my father said I wasn't responsible enough......"

Haitian's eyes were filled with endless murderous aura, and Sen Ran said, "Boy, you forced me to kill you!" As he spoke, the long sword suddenly burst into a sword aura, and the elements in the surrounding air seemed to be instantly emptied, making several bursting sounds.

"Whew!"

With a violent whistling sound, Haitian's sword swept towards Ling Xiao fiercely with an indomitable brave momentum, and the dust on the ground around him was suddenly rolled up, forming several tornadoes, and even the bags of heavy gold coins on the ground were almost rolled up!

Constance stepped on it with his feet, then picked up the jade pendant that was almost blown away by the wind, while staring at the field with wide eyes and horror.

Several guards beside Li Tianlie appeared in front ghostly from behind, blocking the master behind, and looked at the field with a solemn expression.

Ling Xiao also showed a solemn look on his face, and the tip of the thin willow sword pointed towards the ground, and suddenly slammed upward...... The hard, flat bluestone on the ground swayed a string of sparks, and then was picked out of a thin and deep gap!

Once again, it stabbed on Haitian's sword-wielding wrist with incomparable accuracy, and the long sword was suddenly out of his hand, but the sword was still infused with powerful and incomparable power at this time.

"Poof!"

Shot into the incomparably hard bluestone ground in front of him, connected to the hilt of the sword, and pierced deep into the ground, everyone was extremely shocked, the power of the demon swordsman was so powerful!

"Ahh

"Impossible!" Haitian's eyes almost bulged out of his sockets, and he looked down at the tip of the sword that pierced his heart, where ...... A small shiny heart goggle that glistened along the torn clothes.

Ling Xiao picked his wrist, the thin willow sword was withdrawn, and a stream of blood rushed out!

"Haven't you tried to concentrate all your power to the tip of the sword?" Ling Xiao said expressionlessly, "Idiot. ”

Haitian roared in his throat, wanting to say something, but his eyes were getting more and more blurred, and finally, his body was weak and fell to the ground!

A generation of powerful warriors, the demon swordsman Haitian, who has been wanted by the empire for more than ten years but is still at large, has finally completed the last step of his life, but his eyes are blankly open, as if he still doesn't understand why Ling Xiao's sword can pierce his heart goggles made of cold iron until he dies!

Ling Xiao's face was a little red, the sweat on his forehead soaked his hair, and he let out a long breath, finally using all the internal force in the dantian, and finally this sword concentrated all his strength to the tip of the sword!

The long sword slammed into Haitian's chest, revealing the blood-stained cold iron heart goggles.

"This thing is in your hands, it's really a waste!" Ling Xiao waved his hand, and the Cold Iron Heart Protector entered his ring.

Then, under the stunned gaze of everyone, Shi Shiran walked up to the imperial grandson Li Tianlie.

"You are blinded, he is a wanted criminal Haitian, His Royal Highness the Prince. ”;