Seeing Liu Xunhuan's eyes closed slightly, he immediately took a deep breath, and a solemn and melodious high-pitched voice spit out from his mouth.

"Angry hair rushes to the crown, leaning on the railing, Xiaoxiao rain rests."

"Angry hair rushes to the crown, leaning on the railing, Xiaoxiao rain rests."

The solemn voice fell, and I saw Liu Xunhuan stepping out, with a chilling sword intent on his body, and his palm fell, descending on the first war drum, and in an instant, the war drum turned into powder and disappeared without a trace, clean and clean.

Just a blow made the eyes of the crowd tremble, so sharp sword intent.

"Look up at the sky, look up to the sky and roar, and be fierce."

The high-pitched voice shook the eardrums, and the crowd gave birth to a picture of the hero holding a sword, standing in the middle of the battlefield, angry and roaring.

"Boom!!"

The second drums of war, annihilated, disappeared without a trace.

"Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and moon."

"Don't wait, the young man's head is white, empty and sad!!"

Liu Xunhuan's voice was still the same, the words were spit out, the war drums roared, and they kept bursting, but in the blink of an eye, the war drums in front of Liu Xunhuan had already burst on all sides.

The breath was still lifted, Liu Xunhuan kept walking, his voice became higher and higher, and he was full of passion.

"The sky is frozen, and it is still snowing."

"When will the ministers be hated."

"Cross the iron ride, step through the Helan Mountain!!"

"Boom!!" the fifth war drum burst and disappeared into the air.

At this time, Liu Xunhuan's sword intent on his body, Lingyun Heaven and Earth, merged with the words of his ambition, as if to make the nine heavens shattered.

At the same time, an incomparably surging and unstoppable sword momentum continued to spread from Liu Xunhuan, enveloping everyone in the space.

"Ambition is hungry for barbarian flesh, laughing and thirsty for demon blood."

Liu Xunhuan's palm turned into a sharp sword, and the surging momentum of the bearer easily shattered the sixth war drum, making the center of the crowd tremble.

"Stay from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and to... Sky... Que!!"

The sound of incomparably arrogant roaring pride filled the sky, and the arrogant young man had the brilliance of the endless sword burning, and the palm struck, or rather, the sword fell, and the brilliant white light shone brightly, and the seventh war drum was like shredded paper, disappearing with the wind, and disappeared into nothingness.

At this moment, Liu Xunhuan's movements finally stopped, his clothes and long hair fluttering in the air, uninhibited and frivolous, his shocking voice still echoed in the air, unable to be extinguished, trembling in the minds of the crowd.

"Angry hair rushes to the crown, leaning on the railing, Xiaoxiao rain rests."

"Look up at the sky, look up to the sky and roar, and be fierce."

"Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and moon."

"Don't wait, the young man's head is white, empty and sad!!"

"The sky is frozen, and it is still snowing."

"When will the ministers be hated."

"Cross the iron ride, step through the Helan Mountain!!"

"Ambition is hungry for barbarian flesh, laughing and thirsty for demon blood."

"Start from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky!!"

What a passionate singing, this is called the real ambition and heroic blood.

Compared with this singing, the tune sung by Yue Wujian just now is indeed too worthless—just like Liu Xunhuan said, carving insects is skilled, nondescript, and bullshit.

All the generals looked solemn, standing firmly in place, and in their chests, there was a stream of blood burning.

"Good, good!!"

Li Wentian stood up, his eyes were full of sharp color, such a shocking 'singing', it was so rare that it came from the mouth of a young man.

Compared with Liu Xunhuan, Yue Wuxi's so-called talent is not worth mentioning, and at the moment it feels a bit like a clown jumping off the beam, in order to please Li Jiantong.

Liu Xunhuan is called a man's temperament and heroic blood.

Li Jian's beautiful eyes kept brightening, looking at Liu Xunhuan's eyes with brilliant eyes, Liu Xunhuan was able to sing such a shocking singing.

The people of the Heavenly Star Holy Courtyard and the people of Chaoyang Academy were all silent, looking at the debauched youth, and in their minds, there were still floating scenes of Liu Xunhuan singing with a sword and stepping through the ground.

At this time, only the moon is flawless, his face is extremely ugly, he lost, he lost so completely.

Whether in terms of strength or talent, he lost, - a mess.

Needless to say, in terms of talent, in terms of strength, although he and Liu Xunhuan both beat the seven-sided war drums, and they both only used the same breath, but Liu Xunhuan's singing voice is longer and higher, more infectious and shocking than him, and the difficulty is naturally greater, and all the war drums that Liu Xunhuan beat are not broken, but completely turned into powder, and under his fierce sword intent, they disappear into invisibility, even the seventh-sided war drum in the end.

In this way, the victory or defeat is clear, he has no flaws, not long ago he was high, but now, he is defeated.

The words of humiliating Liu Xunhuan are still fresh in my memory, but Liu Xunhuan slapped him hard with his actions.

Moreover, what makes Yue Wuqian even more unbearable is that at this moment, Li Jiantong's beautiful eyes are staring at Liu Xunhuan, clearly releasing a trace of brilliance, which is different from looking at other people's polite smiles, obviously, Li Jiantong is also a little impressed by Liu Xunhuan, this is the place where Yue Wuqian is not allowed to happen, Li Jiantong, - will definitely become his wife.

A beautiful woman with the power of the blood of the Sealing Gate flowing in her body, he is determined to win, in the Heavenly Star Country, only he can be worthy of Li Jiantong.

Although he lost this competition, it doesn't mean that his strength is not as good as Liu Xunhuan, if he goes all out, Yue Wujian believes that his own chances of winning will definitely be much greater than Liu Xunhuan.

At this time, Liu Xunhuan's figure finally moved, turned around slowly, and looked at Yue Wuxi, in Liu Xunhuan's eyes, there was a thick irony.

"The princess has a respectful status, and those who can match the princess, whether it is martial arts talent or birth, need to be impeccable, those who have a despicable status and identity, and who have a little strength, do not know the sky and the earth and the earth, and they also want to covet the princess's dignity and climb the dragon and the phoenix, which is ridiculous."

Liu Xunhuan repeated, sentence Yue flawless words, and said indifferently: "You say that my identity is despicable, I admit that my background is not as illustrious as you, but you also say that I am a person who has a little strength and does not know the sky and the earth and the earth, then I want to ask you, what are you?

Liu Xunhuan's sarcastic voice fell, and Yue Wuji's gaze suddenly became extremely cold.

"—Personal family background is destined, can not be changed, martial arts, can do the ground, only let themselves continue to strengthen, let the status continue to improve, even if the status of a humble person, if they are willing to struggle, have the ambition of Lingyun, I believe that one day, they will no longer be humble, when they step on the clouds, overlooking the ground, it is the people who were unreachable in front of him before, high in the ground, this kind of person, have the proud qualifications."

(End of chapter)