Li Chongyang asked people to take off their cloaks, and then came to the stage with a sword.

His complexion is cold, his eyebrows are like a sword, and his whole person is like a sharp sword, and his momentum is compelling.

Reviving the Huainan Mansion is actually not an easy task.

Although Li Chongyang's grandfather was Prince Zhaoming, he died too early, and in the first battle of Chongyang Pass, Prince Zhaoming's cronies were almost dead, and he himself died, and there were not many loyal people left around.

What's more, Li Chongyang's father was not very old back then, and his health was not good, so he couldn't regain his strength at all, that is, when he was older, because of physical reasons, he was unwilling to complain about the majority of people, and he had been in business for many years, leaving only a shallow foundation.

That is, when Li Chongyang grew up, he slowly took over, which led to today's Huainan Palace.

He is outside, everyone knows that he is romantic, does not like to take care of things, and just wants to be a free prince, but his ability is indeed not weak, otherwise he will not occupy a place in this northern camp.

But the world knows that he is a beautiful woman, and he is also romantic, and there are many concubines in the house, but the world's evaluation of him is quite positive, after all, he is a county king, how about raising a few more concubines? And don't rob people's girls, do you?

That is, the last time, the incident between him and Gu You was spread, and the world laughed at him for not even caring for his life, which greatly reduced his reputation.

The master is such a beauty, and there is nothing to do with a few beautiful concubines, but in order to pamper a woman, he even disregards his life when he is excited, who dares to be loyal to such a person.

And when others saw him, they dared to talk privately that he had a horse stroke before, did he raise it? Is it okay?

It's a shame!

He must have won this battle today, so as to clear up the rumors.

Rong Ci is still dressed in a dark robe, his figure looks thin, but he is very upright, although his momentum has not been revealed, but it is also not to be underestimated.

Especially when he came for a short time, he accepted the subordinates of the former Dingwang Mansion into obedience, and everyone knew that he was not a harmless son.

Rong Ci took the sword in Lu Chai's hand, and then raised his feet to the stage.

His face was flat, and his steps were not hurried, as if he was not going to compete, but to have tea and chat with friends.

When they got on the test platform, the two of them stood on one side, and they were dressed in Xuanyi, but Li Chongyang was dressed in auspicious clouds and purple with gold patterns, looking extravagant and imposing.

Li Chongyang drew his sword: "The sword has no eyes, offended." ”

"It doesn't matter."

Li Chongyang struck first, he drew his sword and stabbed forward, his body was as fast as lightning, as if he wanted to take the other party's life with one move.

Rong Ci lowered his eyes, and the hilt of the sword that had not yet been pulled out in his hand turned, just blocking the tip of Li Chongyang's sword from the scabbard.

Seeing this, Li Chongyang swirled the long sword in his hand, cracking the opponent's scabbard.

Rong Ci stretched out his hand and held it on the hilt of the sword, seeing that it was the opponent's long sword swinging and slashing, on the side of his figure, the long sword in his hand slashed with the blade of the opponent's long sword, making a sound, as if sparks were flying out.

The long sword in his hand turned again, and stabbed at Li Chongyang's sword-holding wrist.

At this time, Li Chongyang only had two choices, one was to let go of the sword and withdraw his hand so as not to be injured, and the other was to continue regardless of the injury of his hand.

But if you lose your sword just after coming to power, you will be inferior.

Li Chongyang refused to lose the whole person, the long sword in his hand turned around, swept towards the opponent's waist, and the long sword of resignation slashed through the opponent's hand, and then retracted, just blocking the opponent's sword.

Li Chongyang's sword-holding tiger mouth was cut by the long sword, and the wound was not shallow, and blood came out in an instant, falling on the test table along his palm.

Li Chongyang's hand bones holding the sword were shocked, and he vaguely knew in his heart that if the other party didn't keep his hand, a sword would not only hurt him, but it was also possible to cut off his hand bones.

The two separated, Li Chongyang held the long sword, his face was blue and a little ugly.

This time, he underestimated the enemy.

Although Rong Ci said that he had been cultivating in the temple over the years, not many people knew where it was.

Although Duchess Rong Guo occasionally went to Yunzhong Temple to visit him, there were many ladies who went to Yunzhong Temple, and not many often went, and others didn't know whether she went to incense or not.

Although some people speculate that Rong Ci is in Yunzhong Temple, it is known that he studied under Master Huiyuan, and there are not many people who have learned Master Huiyuan's skills.

Therefore, although Li Chongyang felt that Rong Ci could stand firm and did have some ability, he did not feel that the other party could compete with him, so although he wanted to win, he was really a little underestimated.

His eyes narrowed, and they were frighteningly dark.

Rong Ci raised his eyes: "The sword has no eyes, offended." ”

"It's me who underestimated the enemy, come again." Li Chongyang took a piece of cloth from the person who came to power and wrapped it around the wound in twos and threes.

"Come on."

"Come on."

Li Chongyang finally came up with a twelve-point effort to deal with it, his swordsmanship is not bad, he still learns heavy swords, and he is fast and strong, one move and one style, giving people a great sense of oppression, like a mountain pressing on the top.

Rong Ci's swordsmanship is different from him, his swordsmanship is like a gale, there are thousands of changes in the wind, and there is also the power of a sword to break ten thousand laws, and sometimes, it is even more silent, and the opponent does not know where his next sword will fall.

The killing intent was Ling Ran, and the sword qi was entangled, as if he was weaving a cage and entangling the person, and then killing the person with a sword.

After about half an hour, Li Chongyang gradually fell behind, and after another half an hour, he was no longer able to make a move, so he had to be busy coping, for fear that if he didn't notice it for a while, he would be killed by someone with a sword.

Although Rong Ci didn't dare to really kill him in such a competition, but the cold and sharp sword move, every blow made him feel like he was about to be killed by the other party, he didn't dare to be careless, in case he missed.

If you miss, you'll die.

Two moments later, Li Chongyang lost his sword, the long sword flew out of the competition table and stuck it on the ground under the stage, Rong Ci simply threw the long sword in his hand and inserted it on the side of the opponent's long sword.

Then the two began to compare their hands and feet.

Li Chongyang has the intention to get back Yicheng, one move and one style are pressing step by step, like a tiger descending the mountain, Rong Ci sees this, but he is not afraid, his kung fu has a bit of swordsmanship, one move and one style is fast and sharp, and the killing intent is Ling Ran.

People say that one white covers a hundred ugliness.

It's faster, but it's also an advantage.

In a short time, Li Chongyang received a few punches and kicks, and the place where the other party hit was also very skillful, and the pain in his body filled his limbs and bones in an instant, and his body seemed to be numb.

In this way, Li Chongyang was invincible, he was beaten so that his nose and face were swollen, and his whole body hurt, so he had to shout to stop.

"Stop!"

"It's me who is not as good as my cousin, I just admit defeat."