Feng Aotian smiled coldly, "I won't give in to you just because you are weak. Fourth brother, be careful."
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Aotian suddenly moved forward to attack. The palm of his right hand was cold, and a green light flashed between the two of them, and struck Feng Xiyun's sword with a clang.
Feng Xiyun also reacted very quickly and raised his sword in time to block it. Two cold lights of the same type collided with each other, and with a bang, the arena shook three times.
Masters fighting each other will inevitably be affected, not to mention the two eighth-level Han warriors, who used their special skills as soon as they came up, showed no mercy, and focused their attacks with cold breath.
The air flow was flowing in all directions, and the crowd watching the battle quickly retreated. Some even retreated ten meters away, not daring to get close easily.
It was spring in March, but the area around the arena seemed to have just experienced a heavy snowfall in the cold winter. The wind was cold and the breeze was biting, blowing onto the skin, making people tremble all over.
The attacks came one after another, and then came again.
The black and cyan shadows intertwined and flashed rapidly, dazzling those who saw it and marveling at it.
Tianliang was still sitting on the stage, the closest and the most calm and calm.
She had no expression on her face, leaning against the back of her chair, her expression unchanged, but her eyes darkened slightly as she looked at the stage.
I'm afraid it's hard to find a third woman in Fengjing who can still sit so close to her at this time, seemingly unaffected.
Why do you say the third one...
Because there was a woman standing in front of the ring with a solemn expression, Shen Rongrong.
"Xiyun..." Shen Rongrong used the wind to protect herself, forming a layer of white Gangqi around herself to protect her from being affected, but her heart was in chaos like being bitten by thousands of ants, sore, painful, and extremely sad.
Others didn't know it, but she knew that Feng Xiyun was very cautious in doing things, and would never show any signs of weakness easily, nor would she be impulsive and work too hard for anything.
But she didn't recognize Feng Xiyun now.
She had clearly heard Feng Xiyun say this before, the third brother's moves were powerful and ruthless, and no matter what he did, she should not confront him head-on, otherwise both sides would suffer.
But now, isn't he doing something that will hurt both of them?
Shen Rongrong looked up and heard a clicking sound. The long sword in Feng Xiyun's hand was broken several times. It flew back with his body and stabbed straight towards his face and chest. With Feng Ao,
The airflow from the sky strike almost drove the broken blade into his body. This move was extremely cruel.
"Xiyun!"
Shen Rongrong shouted in surprise and stood up to jump onto the stage.
Unexpectedly, someone was faster than her.
There was just a crack of the whip, and the whip caught several broken blades and threw them aside. The slender figure flashed like the wind in front of Feng Xiyun, who was about to fall, and grabbed him by the collar.
Drag him aside, avoid Feng Aotian's cold attack, and fall to the side together...
Feng Aotian stopped his momentum, saw the man's face clearly, and became furious!
Shen Rongrong was stunned for a moment, and she couldn't help but feel jealousy on her face!
Feng Xiyun raised her eyes weakly, looked at her, and said angrily: "So... you will still save me like before..."
"That's enough for you." Tianliang looked at him lying on the ground and murmured coldly, "You are so masterful at using the bitter meat trick. You are worthy of the scheming Fourth Prince."
Hearing this, he paused, slowly sat up, lowered his head and said, "You always know me best."
"If I really understood you, then we wouldn't have parted ways just now." Tianliang looked at him and picked up the broken blade that fell beside him, "Even if you are willing to lose, you still want to test my strength.
Is Tianliang’s affection for you worth it?”
"If it's not worth it, why would I do it?" he said, "But you saved me, didn't you?"
Li Tianliang pursed his lips, expressing not only ridicule but also annoyance at the body that had just rushed towards him involuntarily!
She raised her eyes and looked at Feng Aotian opposite, and saw that the guy's face was as angry as a cloudy sky, as if he would rush over and strangle her to death in the next moment.
Thinking of Feng Aotian's unwarranted misunderstandings and entanglements with him, Tian Liang turned his eyes and simply said to Feng Xiyun: "Okay, as you wish, I will fight with you in this fight."
Feng Xiyun saw clearly the way she looked at Feng Aotian, and a wry smile filled the corners of her lips, "Is this just the purpose of saving me?"
"It seems reasonable for me to use you after I save you, and there is nothing wrong with it." Tianliang glanced at him sideways, "It is the two of you who have brought this situation to yourselves! In the past, if anyone dared to fight because of me,
I must have destroyed them so that they could give up as soon as possible. Now, I am more humane."
In the past?Lao Tzu?Humanity?
Feng Xiyun looked at her standing up with a layer of confusion on her face...
"Third Prince, please find another partner." Tian Liang turned around and smiled, announcing, "I want to team up with the Fourth Prince."
Feng Aotian immediately became furious, "Come over to me immediately!"
"Your Majesty, I already divorced you, why do you still keep pestering me?" Tian Liang lamented, "It's easy to get together and go away, can you be more sensible?"
As soon as this statement came out, the uproar started again!
This, this, this, it turns out that it was a woman who divorced a man in the first place? Although this is a departure from the teachings, it is not unheard of in the Xifeng Kingdom. It’s just that the dignified third prince was divorced, which is more shocking, and after the divorce
Spreading such rumors to retaliate against Miss Li San is really a low-level character!
Feng Aotian felt the disdainful eyes of the crowd, and immediately shot him a cold look, with a fierce expression that made everyone shut up.
It was only at times like this that Tian Liang felt that this guy was more attractive. His condescending attitude and his behavior of always kissing her forcefully made her uncomfortable.
If you dare to forcefully kiss her... you will have to accept the scorn of everyone.
"Third brother, a manly man who can pick up and put down." Feng Xiyun had already stood up. She didn't know whether to help her or compromise, so she talked indifferently, "Miss Li has chosen a partner, the competition can start, don't delay any more
It’s time.”
Hearing this, Feng Aotian seemed to understand what Li Tianliang was doing. He raised a cold eyebrow and showed a playful smile, "Why, are you testing me?"
Tianliang rolled his eyes, this is really a man who doesn't give up easily.
"Okay", Feng Aotian actually agreed, "As long as you are willing, I will completely rely on you. No matter how far you fly, you will not be able to escape from my grasp in the future."
Tianliang rolled his eyes one after another, and glared at him angrily, "I'm terminally ill."
"This king is not sick."
"You are crazy."
"That's a disease that only you can cure."
Every word was exchanged, as if they were flirting, and the crowd was bustling, and they began to fantasize about the twists and turns of the love story between Prince Feng San and Miss Li San again...
"Third brother, you and I have been delayed for too long." Feng Xiyun coldly interrupted the conversation between the two, "Let's get started."
But his eyes never left Li Tianliang beside him, slightly unhappy.
He never knew that Li Tianliang, whom he knew well, could use such a tone to have such a pleasant conversation with Feng Aotian.
Feng Aotian was about to turn around to draw lots, but heard a female voice from behind the ring, "Third Prince, how about you choose me?"
Everyone looked around and saw that Shen Rongrong, who had been staying under the ring, suddenly jumped onto the stage, holding a long sword with an indifferent expression on her face, "This is considered fair."
They are all teams of one man and one woman.
Although there is no rule against competing again after winning, Shen Rongrong has already won and there is no need to compete on stage again.
Looking at the way she looked at him again, Tianliang narrowed his eyes slightly and stood up straight.
It's for her.
At this time, the chamberlain knelt in the corner and reported, "Third Prince, Fourth Prince, there is only half an hour left for the competition. If it doesn't start..."
Keng——!
The chamberlain was still kneeling on the spot, but before he finished speaking, he saw two pairs of figures already like the wind and swords, each facing his hands, whipping the sword to block, in the middle of the ring, both started fighting.
Feng Aotian versus Feng Xiyun.
Shen Rongrong versus Li Tianliang.
The battle just now was just a warm-up.
The real game, now, has just begun.
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"Little brother, who do you think will win?"
Huayin was originally sitting on the far wall watching the battle, but unexpectedly, someone appeared beside him. She put her arms around his shoulders and asked him a question in a rough female voice.
Huayin was suddenly bullied so close, and her body suddenly stiffened. She turned around to look, and unexpectedly met a pair of bright black eyes at close range. She stepped back and took a closer look, and saw that this person was actually a Petite woman.
She was wearing a leather robe, a red fox scarf around her neck, and fiery red leather boots of the same color. Her hair was tied into two whips, with tinkling engraved beads hanging from them. She had a smile on her wheat-colored skin. Like the bright sun, her eyes are piercing and piercing, and there is a black mole under the corner of her mouth. She is wild and unruly but has just the right amount of charm, making it difficult to turn away.
With her attire, she could tell at a glance that she was not from Xifeng, and with her accent, Huayin could roughly determine that she was from Beiyu beyond the Great Wall.
It is common for people in Beiyu to be informal and put their arms around each other, and talk loosely. Huayin seemed uncomfortable with being put on her back like this, so she moved back, opened her hand and said, "Girl, please respect yourself."
Seeing this, the woman laughed and joked: "You really don't look like a man. I just saw your handsomeness and wanted to talk to you. Why are you so scared to do this?"
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