Syllable!

With a crisp sound, Qianzhixuan and Qianao's wooden sword collided.

Although this is a wooden sword, in Qian's arrogant and brutal direct injection of violent yuan force into the wooden sword, the power is very huge, and Qianzhixuan only feels that his right hand is shaking uncomfortably.

Qian Ao wanted to insult Qian Zhixuan, and he didn't use any mysterious moves, he simply slashed at the top of Qian Zhixuan's head with his strong Yuan Force, so that Qian Zhixuan couldn't make a move.

In fact, whether it is in terms of overall strength or swordsmanship alone, Qianao has not been able to catch up with Qianzhixuan no matter what. But in order to hide his strength, Qianzhixuan had to hide most of his strength, so he naturally couldn't block Qian's arrogant and arrogant attack.

After receiving dozens of swords from Qianao in a row, Qianzhixuan felt that his right hand was becoming more and more numb, he was afraid that the wooden sword would get out of his hand and he would not be able to show his strength, so he rolled on the spot in embarrassment and dodged Qianao's next slash.

Naturally, this embarrassing roll immediately caused laughter from the onlookers. Among the crowd, except for Emperor Qian's expressionless face and Qian Xiuwen, who was very anxious, the others all pointed at Qianzhixuan in the field and laughed, and a few of them even exaggerated their abdomen, and almost rolled on the ground with laughter.

Qian Xiuwen was cheering for Qianzhixuan loudly, hoping that Qianzhixuan could give Qianzhixuan a little color. After shouting for a while, her neck was already a little hoarse, but Qian Zhixuan in the field had been chased by Qian Ao and ran around.

Qian Xiuwen's face was so red with anger, he pursed his mouth angrily, sat on the roof, and said no more, obviously very disappointed with Qian Zhixuan's performance.

In the field, Qianzhixuan was chased by Qianao for a while, and felt that he couldn't run anymore, so he turned around and faced Qianao with two swords, but his hand shook once for each pair of swords.

Qian Zhixuan was a little angry, but he couldn't show his strength, and he couldn't help but think in his heart: "It's better to lose than to lose soon......er!" Well, then I don't have to be afraid of the wooden sword to get out of my hands!"

Thinking of this, Qian Zhixuan no longer avoided it, but fiercely slashed the wooden sword towards Qian Ao first.

When Qian Ao saw that Qianzhixuan had counterattacked, he was stunned for a moment, and then immediately understood Qianzhixuan's intentions. Finally caught this opportunity to play Qian Zhixuan in front of everyone, would he give up so easily? I saw him smile "hehe", and he didn't use the wooden sword to block it, and his fat body turned slightly, and he dodged Qian Zhixuan's wooden sword.

Although this Qianao is very obese, he is not clumsy at all, and Qianzhixuan even slashed a few swords by him easily. Everyone saw that Qianao's expression was very relaxed, and Qianzhixuan's expression was a little annoyed, knowing that Qianao was playing Qianzhixuan again, they couldn't help laughing again.

Qian Xiuwen couldn't help but sigh when he saw that his little imperial brother was so unproductive, buried his head between his legs, and stopped watching.

When talking about Emperor Qian, who was on the sidelines, his brows furrowed, and he only felt that Qianzhixuan and Qianao were not like two princes competing, but more like those ordinary martial artists fighting each other.

Emperor Qianwei felt that the two of them were his princes, and it was really unreasonable to make trouble like this, it would only make his face dull, and he wanted to drink, but he felt that neither of them had admitted defeat, and his drinking would break the rules of the martial arts conference, and it didn't seem to be good.

After thinking about it, Emperor Qiandi still watched calmly from the sidelines.

After Qian Ao dodged a few swords of Qian Zhixuan, he was also tired of it, and decided to change the way of playing, seeing that Qian Zhixuan slashed with a sword again, he dodged the sword, and then the sword body was horizontal, and he slashed towards Qian Zhixuan from the right.

Qian Zhixuan saw that Qian Ao's sword was extremely powerful, and immediately raised his sword to meet him, intending to fight hard. Knowing that Qianao's move was just a false move, when he was about to see Qianzhixuan's sword on the sword body, his right hand suddenly shook, avoiding Qianzhixuan's sword, and then slapped Qianzhixuan's face with his left hand.

Syllable!

With a crisp sound, the first thing Qian Zhixuan felt was not a sharp pain on his face, but a golden star in his eyes, and his mind was dizzy, and when the sharp pain on his face came, a stream of blood had already flowed from the corner of Qian Zhixuan's mouth.

At this moment, a voice suddenly in Qian Zhixuan's mind said viciously: "Is it cool to be beaten and teased by others? Are you a man? Kill him! Kill this fat pig in front of you!"

Just when Qian Zhixuan was in a daze, Qian Ao punched Qian Zhixuan on the nose again. This time, Qian Zhixuan's eyes were black, his nose bleeded, and his body swayed.

Qianao fought too fast, and when he saw Qianzhixuan's body shaking, he shouted: "Lie down!" Before the voice fell, he swept one leg on Qianzhixuan's feet, and swept Qianzhixuan to the ground and rolled a few times.

At this moment, Qian Zhixuan was not only angry, but also the stubbornness in his personality came up, and he stood up immediately without hesitation. But when Qian Zhixuan stood up, Qian Ao sneered and caught up again, kicking Qian Zhixuan out with one leg.

"I said, Qianzhixuan, you better admit defeat!"

Qian Ao strode towards Qian Zhixuan with a cruel smile, "I will also blame you for injuring your father!"

Qian Zhixuan didn't seem to hear Qian Ao's words, and got up without saying a word, his face was covered with blood and dust, his expression was a little scary, and a pair of round eyes shot an angry blazing gaze.

When Qian Ao saw Qian Zhixuan's expression, he was stunned for a moment, and then scolded in a low voice: "Small-bastard! It's really fucking durable!" As he spoke, he went up again, ready to kick and beat Qian Zhixuan.

This time, Qian Ao had already viciously decided in his heart that this kick would make Qian Zhixuan completely unable to get up, because if he couldn't make Qian Zhixuan unable to get up, his face would be lost, so even if he kicked and broke a few ribs of Qian Zhixuan, he didn't care.

"Kill him! Kill him! To be kind to a man like him is to be cruel to himself! So, do it! Use his blood to wash away your shame for all these years!"

Under the constant encouragement of the voice in his heart, Qian Zhixuan's eyes became blood-red, revealing a strong killing intent, staring at Qian Ao who came forward, and holding his right hand tightly.

"Kill him!"

Qian Zhixuan had completely lost his mind at this moment, and there was only this one voice left in his mind.

"Okay, the more tenacious you are, the better!

Qianao couldn't hide the hideousness on his face, and a cold sneer came out of his mouth. Step by step, he approached Qianzhixuan.

According to the traditional rules of the martial arts competition, the competition can only end unless the participants take the initiative to admit defeat or are unable to fight again. Therefore, although Emperor Qian felt that something was wrong with the two people in the field, he still did not intend to stop it. And the people next to him saw that Qian Zhixuan was beaten to the point that his head was bleeding, and they were even more excited, and they all made a loud noise.

"Yes!

Qian Zhixuan stared at Qian Ao's steps, and a cruel sneer appeared on his face, "This will be your last step in living in this world!"