Nangong Liuyun looked indifferent and looked down upon her emotions. He nodded calmly: "Senior Brother."

"Master has always said that you have good talent and no one in all, and it is the best masterpiece in his life." A strange flashed in Dongfang Xuan's eyes, and his voice was cold and grim. "But, I don't believe it!"

Dongfang Xuan was covered with a cold murderous intent, staring at Nangong Liuyun with murderous intent.

Nangong Liuyun's eyes were sharp and deep. He was still in motion, and he glanced at Dongfang Xuan steadily and coldly: "Look soon, you will believe it."

"Is that so? Then please give me some advice from my third junior brother." Dongfang Xuan's eyes seemed to contain thousands of ice, with strange waves.

"Agree." Nangong Liuyun's beautiful and perfect chin slowly curled up, her beautiful eyes as handsome as a star, and she had invincible confidence.

Behind the audience, Su Luo's heart suddenly raised.

Because she felt that the two of them were going to fight.

Sure enough, her thought had just arose not far, and two voices passed quickly!

Speed, very fast!

Just now, the two of them intertwined and actually had thirteen palms in a row, but in the eyes of the audience, they only passed for a second, so fast.

As the light and shadow flashed, the figures of the two were already staggering.

Originally, Nangong Liuyun was on the left and Dongfang Xuan was on the right, but now, Dongfang Xuan has changed to Nangong Liuyun's original position, and so is Nangong Liuyun.

Hundreds of thousands of viewers were filled with depressing thrusts and screams, staring at the two people on the stage, without a moment, and holding their breath.

So wonderful!

It is worthy of being a top master in battle and a strong duel. In the blink of an eye, he has used so many moves... Although they can't understand it at all, they think it's so powerful.

"Nangong Liuyun, I didn't expect that you still have such strength." Dongfang Xuan's eyes were slightly raised. Although he said something praise, his eyes were full of confidence, "But you are far from me."

"Victory is not blown out." Nangong Liuyun sneered disdainfully.

"Is that so? Then let you see if victory belongs to me!" Dongfang Xuan suddenly drew a sword behind him.

"This sword is called Jue Kill." Dongfang Xuan looked at his beloved lover with soft light and his voice was slow, and he paused word by word. "Once the sword is unsheathed, he will return with blood."

Otherwise, he will be backfired.

Nangong Liuyun smiled faintly and didn't care.

Dongfang Xuan had an unprecedented confidence flashing in his eyes. Looking at the cold sword in his hand, his voice was gentle and sinister: "In the past ten years, Jue Sha has followed me around the mainland and encountered nine ranks of ten. Jue Sha has drunk blood nine times. Now, the eldest brother will leave you the last chance, and you should feel honored."

A bright smile appeared on the corner of Nangong Liuyun's mouth, "The last chance should be left to you, so it's perfect."

Su Luo laughed in the audience, worried and funny in her heart.

Nangong Liuyun's mouth was still so straightforward. He acted quickly in the battle with Dongfang Xuan just now without any obstacles. I hope he really did not get sick and taught Dongfang Xuan a lesson.

Su Luo clasped his hands together and prayed silently.

She never believed in the sayings of ghosts and gods, but this time, she would rather believe in it.

On stage, the conversation has ended.
Chapter completed!