The Prince of the World

On the ring, Yan Lijian pointed to Lin Jingyun's throat.

"excuse me!"

Yan Li withdrew Wufeng Sword, the long sword dropped, and his eyes fell on Lin Jingyun's face. He thought he would lose because of his own hands... Unexpectedly, Lin Jingyun smiled carelessly, "Brother Yan, You did not disappoint me."

As soon as the voice fell, Lin Jingyun jumped off the ring with a long sword.

Yan Li froze for a moment, then a smile of relief appeared on his face.

"Yan Lisheng!" After Yuan Changfeng announced the result, his eyes seemed to ask him.

Yan Li Shen said: "Continue to fight!"

"The next battle, Yanli will be crazy against Ren Qiu!" Yuan Changfeng's words fell, and Ren Qiuhong's toes under the ring were flying on the ring.

Ren Qiukuan swept Yan Li with a complex gaze, and slowly said: "Brother Yan, I want to make a bet with you!"

"Senior Brother Ren, please!" Yan Li's eyes flashed a doubt.

Ren Qiukuan took a deep breath and stared closely at Yan Li, saying: "If I lose to you, I will take the initiative to leave Xiaoxian Sister, if you lose, I hope you will be in the future, don’t Half a step closer to Sister Xiaoxian?"

He Ren Qiukuang likes to hear about Renxian Xiaoxian. Almost every inner disciple knows that since the last time he came back from Dahuanglin, Wenren Xiaoxian often hung Yanli on his mouth.

This made Ren Qiukuang very uncomfortable, but he couldn't take Yanli away, so he made such a bet with the help of today's battle in the ring.

Yan Li thought for a moment, and understood Ren Qiukuang's meaning. He couldn't help but laugh, but he didn't touch the idea of ​​Ren Xian.

"Senior Ren, I think you have misunderstood. I have absolutely no thoughts on Sister Wenren, I just think of this bet!"

The audience under the ring, Wenxian Xiaoxian, faintly blushed, glaring at Ren Qiukuang angrily, but when she heard Yan Li’s words, she was a little angry, and she was born very beautiful. She is no longer a minority with love, but this Yanli...

If it is not on the ring, she must rush up and pierce Yanli two swords.

"No! You don't have an idea now, it doesn't mean you don't have it in the future!" Ren Qiukuang firmly said.

Yan Li couldn't help sighing secretly, "Brother Ren, let's do this. If I lose, just follow what you said, not close to Sister Wenren. If you lose, don't you have to leave her?"

Ren Qiu's face suddenly changed, and he sneered, "Yanli, do you look down on me?"

"Brother Ren, you misunderstood, I didn't..."

"Let's talk nonsense! Look at the sword!"

Yanli was originally kind, but was misunderstood by Ren Qiu. The other party screamed, his long sword came out of the sheath, and with a dragon chant, the sword light shone like tide, and poured out to Yanli.

Yan Li couldn't help but suffocate, and at the same time there was some anger in his heart. "This Ren Qiu Kuang is simply unreasonable to make trouble, he wants to complete him, but he regards himself as a donkey liver and lungs!"

As soon as Wufeng Sword was raised, Shen Xiao’s swordsmanship came out, blocking Ren Qiu’s endless attacks. Ren Qiu’s strength was still a bit worse than Lin Jingyun’s, even if he didn’t need to be mixed in. It is not difficult to defeat him.

In a blink of an eye, dozens of tricks passed. Ren Qiu became more and more angry, and became more and more angry. Even if he attacked dozens of tricks, Yan Li's defense was unable to drain.

Ziyang a sword!

Suddenly, Ren Qiu's mad swordsmanship changed, and the offensive became more fierce and more powerful.

"Dangdang Dang!"

The long swords collided, sending gold and iron to fight, and countless sparks splashed.

After a round of attacks, Ren Qiukuang still had no choice but to get Yanli, and could not help jumping off angrily. "Why don't you fight back, is it so unbearable in your eyes?"

Yan Li frowned, "Brother Ren, be careful!"

Qihai and Qiqi sprayed, Yanli poured his full strength, Shenxiao swordsmanship, like thunder, covered with a thundering sound, rolled towards Ren Qiu.

"Dangdang Dang!"

After dozens of consecutive impacts, Ren Qiukuang has been forced to the edge of the ring by Yan Li.

"Go on!"

With a soft drink, Yan Li suddenly displayed the final trick of Shenxiao Sword, which was also the most powerful one, just like thunder and lightning.

"when!"

With a loud bang, Ren Qiukuang couldn't resist, and his body flew outside the ring. He turned over in the air several times in a row, and then he barely took off Yan Liyijian's strength. His feet fell to the ground, but he couldn't help it. shake.

There was a glimmer of gloom in Ren Qiukuan's eyes. After seeing the little fairy, he turned and walked to a corner.

"Yanli wins again!" Yuan Changfeng announced the result again.

The four of Yanli Lien Chan did not lose. Xue Zhan and others couldn't help but cheer for him.

Not waiting for Yuan Changfeng to solicit Yanli's opinion this time, he took the initiative and said, "Yuan Changlao, I want to fight nine games!

Yuan Changfeng nodded, and then his eyes fell on the ring, Meng Wushuang.

"In the next battle, Yanli has no match for dreams!"

Meng Wushuang Fei beat the platform, but his eyes swept the Wushuang sword behind Yan Li. He could not help squinting, "Brother Yan, please!"

"and many more!"

Yanli waved his hand to stop Meng Wushuang, who was about to draw his sword, and then took off his unparalleled sword. "Mr. Meng, Wushuang sword is your weapon. Only with it can you exert your strength to the strongest. You use it and Let me fight!"

Meng Wushuang was stunned. Immediately, he looked at Yanli with a little more appreciation. In the previous four battles, Yanli's strength has already been seen, and even Lin Lin is not his opponent.

He believes he is comparable to Lin Nao, so he is not very sure to overcome Yanli.

"Okay! No matter the outcome of this battle, Brother Yan, my friend, I have a dream for Wushuang!" Meng Wushuang took over Wushuang Kendo.

Yanli smiled and nodded, "It is an honor to be a friend of Brother Meng, Yanli!"

"Okay! Fight!"

Moan!

Wushuang Sword suddenly came out of the sheath, shining bright green, and seemed to be cheering for returning to the master's hand.

"Brother Yan is careful!"

Meng Wushuang sipped, the Wushuang sword gleamed with the bright green light, and flew toward him, Yan Li did not dare to neglect, the sword without a sword in his hand, the Shenxiao swordsmanship unfolded.

Meng Wushuang's swordsmanship is like the spring rain of the dew, everywhere, but there is a strange vitality that makes people secretly relax their vigilance.

However, after you really relax, you will find that the continuous spring rain will turn into a violent rain, drowning you in it.

Yan Lixiu is equivalent to Meng Wushuang, but the previous life was a master of Xuanjing. His eyesight and experience are there, so he will not relax his vigilance.

Instead, he urged the true energy and used the magical skill of Shenxiao to the extreme, without giving Meng Wushuang a chance to turn into a rainstorm.

Hundreds of struggles, Meng Wushuang feels strenuous, knowing that even after fighting, it will not be Yan Li's opponent. He actively jumped out of the circle. "Sir Yan, I am defeated. This Wu Shuang Sword is yours! I hope you will treat it well!"

Yan Li smiled aloud: "Haha, Brother Meng, we just became friends just now. The gentleman doesn't take advantage of others. If you give me the Wushuang sword, don't you want me to be a villain!"

"This...?" Meng Wushuang didn't know what to say for a while.

"Brother Meng does not need to say much, no swords, you can accept this sword!"

"Good! Brother Yan, great gratitude!" Meng Wushuang nodded gratefully to Yan, then turned and jumped off the ring.