The tip of the sword in Xiao Hu's hand pointed, Leng Jue killed, Meteor Soul immediately came forward, his strong body was like a leopard that suddenly jumped up at night, Yan Jinghong let out a cold voice, "Back off...! You are not Her opponent!"
He frowned, and the Purple Blood Sword shone in the cold light at night. The invisible sharpness had disappeared, but he still had an elegant smile, "I will love you...!"
The bodies rose into the air, one in green and the other in white. The sword energy swept across, splashing countless dust...
The fight between Xiaohu and Yan Jinghong was just that one time in the restaurant, and they didn't really start fighting yet. This time they really started fighting, and the two swords brought out sword energy shadow flowers in the air.
"Dang Dang...!"
Yan Jinghong's body shot up, his sword energy pointed directly at the little fox's face. The little fox turned back, its long hair was flying, its red gauze was alluring, and the evil smile at the corner of its mouth was cold and bright.
The master's moves were not even close to each other. Xiaohu's figure was as sharp and charming as a fox, and Yan Jinghong was not a vegetarian either. All people could see were the two of them flying upside down in the air, swinging their swords...
The wind blows, the phoenix dances...
Swinging their swords with murderous intent, no one intervened in the duel between the two, and they were equally worried. However, it was the first time for Yu Wuxie and the others to see Xiaohu's strength. They were surprised by Xiaohu's power, and also shocked by Yan Jinghong's strength. sharp……
The two figures were fighting hard to separate each other. The sword in Xiao Hu's hand flipped over and stabbed straight into Yan Jinghong's chest. It was obviously a sword, but it made people feel like they were dancing with a ribbon because Xiao Hu's wrist was flexible. , exceptionally beautiful...
I was surprised. I didn't expect Yan Jinghong's skill to be so high. This person is really not to be underestimated.
Yan Jinghong is good at using swords, and the Purple Blood Sword is even more valuable. He is not at a disadvantage against Xiao Hu. His elegant figure is full of coldness, but is surprisingly beautiful under the silver moonlight... But he does not dare to neglect, Xiao Xiao With such martial arts accomplishments at such a young age, he is worthy of being the disciple of the unparalleled old man, so he can't help but concentrate more on dealing with it...
The people in the sky are arrogant and domineering, while the people below are uneasy...
However, if the atmosphere in front of them was not tense and weird, and there was a sense of bloodthirst in the horror, people would not think that it was a battle between the two people, but a sword dance, because this scene is really damning. Beautiful...
They are obviously two men!
Everyone could only see that the chest was surging, the sword was shining, the momentum was like a rainbow, and the light was shining...
When the sword light shines, the light shines brightly, and the heroic posture is heroic... When the sword light is withdrawn, the sky and the earth lose color, and the wind and waves are calm...
I heard Xiaohu laughing in the air, Yan Jinghong groaning, and they both landed on the ground at the same time...
"Young Master...!" Meteor Soul and others immediately stepped forward, and his silver mask was broken into two pieces under the silver moon. There was a tiny red line on Yan Jinghong's neck...
As for Xiaohu, with a smile on his face and twinkling eyes, Yu Wuxie and the others all rushed up to him, "Is everything okay, little one?"
"Little princess...!" Luo Li whispered, and Xiaohu glared at him, it must be the young master...
"Yan Jinghong—you lost!"
Xiaohu shouted, Leng Juesha looked ugly, Meteor Soul frowned, Lei Shura squinted in thought, and Shen Lianshuang suddenly jumped out from behind, "What are you talking about?"
The martial arts of the four generals of Yanbei are all true to Yan Jinghong. Of course, the four of them know how powerful Yan Jinghong is...
How could it be possible to lose?
No matter how powerful this kid is, at this moment, they are fighting so hard that they can't separate each other, but they are gorgeous and beautiful, and they don't even see who loses and who wins...
Everyone was surprised, and the tremors in their hearts had reached a level that could not be described in words. Yan Jinghong...
Even an idiot will know this name. The seventh prince of Yanbei, that famous prince is actually the owner of the Bloodthirsty Palace. Oh my god, today’s news is more shocking than the last...
No wonder they all wear silver masks. One is the son of the Qu family who survived the annihilation of the family, and the other is the seventh prince of Yanbei. Their enemies are extremely jealous when they meet... The boy of the Qu family back then is now a ghost among the four evil spirits of the ghost sect.
The hatred between Night Fury, Ghost Gate and Bloodthirsty Palace has been settled...
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Elegant, noble, domineering, and cool, these are the eight-character evaluations of Yan Jinghong...
Xiaohu had never revealed Yan Jinghong's name before. Although everyone knew that when the seventh prince of Yanbei rose to power, he was followed by four generals, but unexpectedly they turned out to be the person in front of them...
The influence of the imperial court penetrated the Jianghu...
Something is exposed on the top of Baiyun Mountain...
The world is no longer peaceful, but can the world continue to be peaceful?
…
Xiaohu was silent on this side, looking coldly at the situation in front of him, as if it had nothing to do with him. He accidentally glanced and saw Feng Jinrui's raised eyebrows. He must have seen the duel in the air...
I couldn't help but laugh twice in my heart. During the duel, Yan Jinghong's internal strength was not much worse than that of Xiaohu. In terms of swordsmanship, Yan Jinghong was slightly better. Xiaohu was not good at swords. He just vomited a sigh of relief.
, only use swords, but during the competition, no one stipulates that other weapons cannot be used...
This person needs to learn to be flexible...
What I am good at is throwing knives. If I accidentally use them at the right time, I cannot control them...
Having said that, Yan Jinghong's face was very ugly. His elegant and cold look was really chilling to people's hearts. Everyone just thought that he had lost, so he looked bad...
But who else saw that during the aerial duel, when Xiaohu's two flying knives were enveloped in sword energy, one flew towards Yan Jinghong's neck and the other flew towards his important parts of the lower body. This was simply fatal.
Sneak attack...
Chi Guoguo's insult and contempt...
"Yan Jinghong, Your Highness, you have lost...!"
Xiaohu narrowed his eyes and shouted again. This time, the words "His Royal Highness" were particularly emphasized, completely exposing Yan Jinghong's identity...
Yan Jinghong narrowed his eyes and spoke in distress. He couldn't say that he didn't lose at all. It was because the little fox sneaked up on him and the male symbol...
No one would believe this, and he couldn't say it...
One hundred lives in the Bloodthirsty Palace and the Purple Blood Sword?
This ridiculous bet... Yan Jinghong narrowed his eyes and looked at Xiaohu, "Are you sure I lost?"
The little fox raised his eyes, knowing what Yan Jinghong meant. He could hear the sound of footsteps in his ears. They were irregular, but they were quickly approaching their direction. He felt calm and couldn't help but look at Yu Wuxie.
One glance...
Things seem to have changed...
The little fox raised his head and looked at Yan Jinghong's calm face. The moonlight was pouring down, and the light was flowing all over the place. He seemed to be a king strategizing, with an unprecedented and absolute loneliness, haunted by loneliness...
"I said that those who hurt Qing Yi will be repaid a hundredfold. However, it seems to be getting late today. The competition just now was just a small discussion. There is no conclusion, so let's end the matter like this!"
The corners of Xiaohu's mouth raised slightly and his eyes narrowed, "Qing Yi, come back...!"