Tournament Arena

"Master, Her Royal Highness the Empress has asked you to meet you in the martial arts arena."

The man dressed in black walked into the camp tent and whispered in Lu Jing'an's ear.

Hearing this, Lu Jingan waved away several ministers who came to her.

"She said it herself?"

"Yes."

The man in black said again:

"Her Royal Highness still has a sword in her hand."

This is a clear plan to find the master to fight.

Lu Jingan pondered for a few seconds, and suddenly laughed.

The little guy must have gone back to complain.

But that's fine, she just had something she wanted to ask her face-to-face.

He took the sword on the table, got up and walked out of the tent.

Last night's heavy snow has stopped. There was only one person on the huge martial arts arena, and the idle people had been expelled from the field by the White Tigers, and even the White Tigers were hiding in the distance.

The two princesses are fighting, and it is better for them not to get involved.

Lu Jing'an had just arrived, and a sword with a cold light slashed straight at her, and after narrowly avoiding it, it was followed by another sword stab.

At the beginning, she made a merciless move, and she no longer avoided it, and drew her sword to meet it.

The sound of swords colliding with swords was endless, and after a few moves, Lu Jingan took a few steps back in embarrassment.

The look in her eyes was much more serious, because she could see that Lu Jingmo used all his strength this time, and he pressed step by step, and every sword was a killing move.

The fighting spirit was stimulated, turning passive into active, she carried the sword, and also used all her strength.

Although she is not as good as Lu Jingmo in terms of internal strength, she may not be inferior in terms of moves and swordsmanship.

The two people on the martial arts field were red-eyed, and the sword qi was released without being fatal, and the white tiger and the others were still affected by hiding far away.

Suzaku covered his face with wide sleeves, but his eyes did not move a point from the arena, and he couldn't help but sigh with emotion:

"I didn't expect the strength of the royal king to be so terrifying!"

In the few months she has been with her master, she has never seen anyone who can fight with her master for so long.

"Don't forget, the king was taught by the chief."

Xuanwu looked at Lu Jing'an, who had been hit by a sword on his shoulder but still had an undiminished fighting spirit, and said calmly.

Suzaku was stunned for a moment, and then echoed in a low voice:

"Yes."

The dark department of the royal family, only obeying the orders of the previous Dark Emperors, is scattered in all corners of the officialdom and shopping malls, and no wind and grass can escape the eyes of the Dark Emperor, specializing in dealing with those with bad intentions.

The current Dark Emperor is Lu Ye, and the leader of the Dark Department is her most powerful subordinate, and he is also the person they fear the most among the secret guards, and with that person's terrifying strength, it is not surprising that he can teach the Imperial King to be so powerful.

Half an hour later, for example, the battle situation on the field had entered a white heat, Lu Jingmo's back was slashed a few times by Lu Jing'an's sword qi, the wound was relatively deep, and blood was oozing outward, and Lu Jingan's shoulders and waist were even more bloody.

"Poof!"

Lu Jingan didn't notice it for a while, and was knocked to the ground by Lu Jingmo's palm, and the next second he was hit by a cold and piercing thing on his neck.

"You've lost."

Lu Jingmo stood condescendingly, the tip of the sword in his hand pointed directly at her throat.

"Yes, this king lost." Lu Jingan was injured, and after fighting for so long, he simply lay on the ground and didn't move.

It's been a long time since I've had such a hearty fight.

"Stay away from Xia Qingmiao." Lu Jingmo withdrew his sword and warned in a cold voice:

"If you dare to touch him again, it won't be such a simple injury."

She'll scrap her.

After Lu Jingan read this information from her eyes, he raised his eyebrows slightly:

"The royal sister was intimately hugging another man in the woods last night, and today she is fighting with this king for Xia Qingmiao......"

She paused, a slight temptation in her eyes.

"The royal sister's thoughts, this king can't understand it."