(The second male protagonist makes a grand debut......!)

Five hundred steps away in the distance, a young man in a dark robe, with a handsome and incomparable face, walked over, the young man was full of noble and elegant kingly air every move, the smile on his face brought people a sense of sovereign dignity between heaven and earth, and the whole body revealed a domineering spirit that brought a sense of oppression to people, pressing everyone under his feet.

Everyone looked back, and instantly showed a look of fear, and cold sweat flowed from their cheeks, "It's Nangong Shuo!"

"It's the crown prince Nangong Shuo, he's really here!"

"Such a strong sense of oppression, a hundred times stronger than my old man, is this the prince?"

Nalan Incheon, who was standing proudly in the ring, couldn't help frowning, the Nangong Shuo in front of him was stronger than the legend, and he could feel that Nangong Shuo had brought him an unprecedented sense of crisis.

On the four-story stairs of the ring, Nangong Shuo stepped into the ring in only two steps.

"You are stronger than the legend says, and it scares me a little. ”

Nalan Incheon said seriously!

"Knowing my strength, you dare to challenge me, I have to say that you are very courageous, but the more courageous the person loses (dies) faster!" Nangong Shuo said flatly.

"I heard that Brother Wei Chi only held on to two moves in your hand, so I would love to know how many moves I could hold on to in your hand. ”

When Nangong Shuo heard Nalan Incheon's words, he smiled slightly, stretched out three fingers, and said arrogantly, "If you survive three moves, you will win!"

When Nalan Incheon heard this, he didn't sarcastically mock Nangong Shuo, because he knew very well that he might really not be able to hold three moves in his hands, but no matter how much he had to try the strength of the legendary 'prince', how strong it was.

"Make a move, remember to go all out, otherwise you may not even be able to survive three moves!" After a while, Nangong Shuo said to Nalan Incheon.

Nalan Incheon nodded, "I will." ”

Nalan Incheon's weapon is a soft sword, this soft sword is usually tied around the waist as a belt, and it can be pulled out to make a weapon when it is used, and the scabbard of the soft sword is the belt.

This soft sword is called the crape myrtle soft sword, the sword body is snow-white and bright, and a purple flower is carved on the hilt.

"Two Lives Bloom"

The sword light flashed, and two white flowers appeared in front of everyone's eyes at that moment, these two white flowers were condensed by sword qi, and the flowers were rich in powerful sword qi.

The two white flowers quickly flew towards Nangong Shuo, Nangong Shuo unhurriedly stretched out his finger in the void, "click", and the two white flowers were instantly hit into twenty-two petals by a transparent force.

When Nalan Incheon saw this scene, a smile appeared on his face, "Twenty-two Flower Wheel Chop", the twenty-two petals that were supposed to turn into nothingness were instantly like chicken blood, and attacked Nangong Shuo.

The twenty-two petals are like twenty-two sword qi, and each sword qi has the power to kill a quenching bone realm martial artist in an instant, but in Nangong Shuo's eyes, these twenty-two sword qi can't be weaker.

"Drink"

Nangong Shuo suddenly burst into a shout, and an even stronger cheer shook the attacking sword qi into dissipation, and even Nalan Incheon and the people watching the battle in the audience felt their hearts shake at that moment.

Some of the martial artists with low cultivation under the ring had already fainted, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of the mouth of those martial artists with higher cultivation.

"It's terrifying, just a 'drink' not only dispersed the sword qi, but also traumatized my heart. For a time, this thought came to the minds of all sober people.

"Second move!" Nangong Shuo stretched out two fingers.

Nalan Incheon raised his head and exhaled deeply, Nangong Shuo's strength is too strong, it is even stronger than the legend, no wonder Brother Yu Chi can't hold three moves in his hands.

"A Hundred Flowers Bloom"

Nalan Incheon swung a sword in front of him, and a black crack twenty centimeters long appeared, and a faint sword qi leaked from the black crack, and soon one after another white flowers flew out of the black crack and floated in the void.

After a while, the black crack gradually shrank until it disappeared, and there were twenty white flowers in the void.

"Crack"

Nalan Incheon slashed another sword at the flower, and this sword split the flower into petals, twenty flowers, instantly turned into two hundred and twenty-two petals, and the petals turned into two hundred and twenty-two sword qi towards Nangong Shuo.

"One Finger Drawing Blade"

A momentum comparable to heaven and earth erupted from Nangong Shuo's body, and then Nangong Shuo pointed to the void, and the air instantly froze, and with another finger, he only heard a "pop" sound in the air.

The air turned into a sharp and cold long knife, and the whole body of the long knife was the color of the golden emperor, and then Nangong Shuo pointed over again, "...... it", and the long knife greeted the sword qi.

"Boom"

The sword qi and the long knife collided with each other, rolling up a powerful wave of qi that blew up the guardrail on the edge of the ring.

Although there are two hundred and twenty-two sword qi, it is still inferior to the long knife condensed by the air, "boom", and with the last loud sound, the sword qi was broken by the long knife, and the long knife flew towards Nalan Incheon like a broken bamboo.

Nalan Incheon's eyes narrowed into a line, holding the Ziwei soft sword tightly in his hand, and a monstrous wave was set off in his heart, Nangong Shuo's strength brought him a sense of crisis, despair, and even death.

"Gollum"

Nalan Incheon couldn't help but swallow his saliva, his body trembled, but he quickly stopped, "I can't be afraid, absolutely can't, no, there are no two words of fear in my dictionary." ”

"Fireworks and Fallen Leaves"

Nalan Incheon slashed out with a sword, facing the long knife, "boom" The moment the crape myrtle soft sword collided with the long knife, a figure flew out upside down, "It's Nalan Incheon", Nalan Incheon fell outside the ring, his chest was sunken, and his mouth kept vomiting blood, obviously he was injured.

Everyone had already guessed this result in their hearts, but when they saw this result with their own eyes, they were still very surprised and shocked in their hearts, and at the same time, they were even more afraid and admired Nangong Shuo......

"You are very strong, worthy of the title of 'Childe', work hard in the future, I believe that sooner or later you will become the 'Prince'!" Nangong Shuo walked out of the ring, looked at Nalan Incheon who was lying unconscious on the ground, and said approvingly.

Immediately, he turned and left......

Looking at the gradually departing figure, everyone exhaled a long breath, "Whew", and the powerful sense of oppression disappeared in an instant.

"The prince is powerful, and even the prince of Nalan is not an opponent. ”

"Alas, the two peerless geniuses of Nawei City were both defeated by the same person, and they were both defeated in less than three moves. ”