Demon Phoenix Evil Emperor: Killer Crazy Concubine

Chapter 69 Draw the sword again and face the bald man with cold sweat on his forehead. This woman is quick and ruthless, can she be considered kind?

Jing Yirong looked at Duan Yuliu again, "Since they are all here to fight, it doesn't matter what starts. If my apprentice is in a bad mood and wants to vent, start early. If my apprentice is tired and wants to rest first, then start later."

"What kind of thing is your apprentice?" Another reckless person appeared and pointed at Jing Yirong.

Jing Yi raised his eyebrows coldly, "Zhenqi, chopped off his hand."

"Yes," Nalan Zhenqi immediately moved towards the man, subdued him without a few tricks, put his hands on the table, and drew out a dagger that was about to drop the knife.With a movement of Duan Yuliu's body, he lightly lifted the fan in his hand, and the dagger in Nalan Zhenqi's hand fell to the ground.Nalan Zhenqi looked at Duan Yuliu, "It's you again."

Jing Yirong looked at Duan Yuliu, "Duan Yuliu, since you let me into this Yuluo Village, why bother to test us with these poor people?"

"Oh? How do you know it's Wittan?" Duan Yuliu smiled wickedly.

Jing Yirong glanced around disdainfully, "The world-renowned strange doctor Liumo is named Yuanhang, if he knew that the person who came to fight for him was such a scum, he would have committed suicide long ago, how could he hide in the dark so peacefully?" .The most important thing is, you fox will not make me feel so easy."

"Jing Yirong, who knows me," Duan Yuliu waved his fan and patted it gently, "You are qualified, and your apprentice is also qualified. I really can't wait to see your wonderful duel."

Duan Yuliu waved his sleeves, and the people in the hall retreated immediately.Duan Yuliu led Jing Yirong and five people to the inner room, and the real Yuluo Villa appeared in front of them through the hall.

The three flowing characters of Yuluo Village are written on the large plaque.The green flowers and plants exuded a light and elegant fragrance, and after walking a few steps forward, Duan Yuliu tapped on the pillar lightly, the door in front of her slowly opened automatically, and the real martial arts training ground appeared in front of her eyes.

The arena is set in the center of the entire arena, and two people are competing on it. Their calm moves and dexterous dodges are just like the movements of masters. Others are watching the battle while drinking tea on the left and right sides of the arena. .

There are no superficial big guys, let alone exaggerated discussions, and they quietly look at the person who is about to be the opponent in the ring.

Duan Yuliu led Jing Yirong to stand at the top seat, and introduced Nalan Qingyi and Jing Yirong to everyone, "Everyone, these two are new contenders. This is His Highness the current Crown Prince of Ming Kingdom. The second is his princess."

There was a slight surprise in everyone's eyes, and then they all just nodded lightly as a greeting.

Duan Yuliu looked at the doubt in Jing Yirong's eyes, and quickly explained, "Don't think that I'm hurting you. Although there are many people in the Yu Kingdom, people from the rivers and lakes don't participate in the court support. Even if the King of the Yu Kingdom is here today Here, I can't touch a hair of your hair."

"When can we start?" Nalan Zhenqi asked impatiently.

Duan Yuliu glanced at Nalan Zhenqi, "Boy, you are too impatient. You really thought that the people here would be as easy to deal with as those just now."

"Don't call me a kid, I'm Nalan Zhenqi!" Nalan Zhenqi said solemnly.

Duan Yuliu ignored Nalan Zhenqi and sat in his seat.

Jing Yirong also sat quietly on the seat, she didn't need to worry if it was a formal match, she turned her head slightly and saw Xiao Yan with a strange expression, following her flustered and nervous eyes, it was actually Yang Feng.

He was dressed in purple clothes, holding a sword in his right hand, his brows were slightly furrowed, and he looked at Xiao Yan with a touch of sadness in his eyes.

In fact, Xiao Yan found Yang Feng's figure from the first step of stepping here. How could his tall and straight figure and handsome appearance be ignored by her? He stood there motionless, as focused as his eyes Usually, when Xiao Yan saw her again today, she realized that she missed him so deeply.

Yang Feng's eager eyes had been pinned on Xiao Yan's body when Xiao Yan first stepped into the martial field, she was still alive!This was something he had been looking forward to and fearing day and night. She had suffered such a serious injury at that time, and he didn't dare to inquire about it, for he was afraid of bad results.If he knew the news that she really left, he didn't know what else he could hold on to.

So I would rather not inquire about it at the beginning, and live with my own expectations like an ostrich.Today she stood in front of him in real health, and all his uneasiness disappeared, but he knew that today their goals were the same or different. Prince Jun Qi came here to blame the doctor, and her The master, Jing Yirong, is also for the sake of Liu Mo, and they are going to stand in a hostile position again...

"I don't want you to participate in the battle today." Jing Yirong said suddenly.

Xiao Yan was taken aback, and immediately objected, "Young Madam, I am willing to participate, and I will do my part for the sake of Young Master."

"If you really want to participate, you can only win but not lose," Jing Yirong said in a serious tone, "I don't want to participate but can't bear to lose. If I really want to do this, I might as well not participate."

"Young Madam, don't worry, I will never soften my heart," Xiao Yan said firmly.

Jing Yirong stopped talking and looked at the empty seat beside Yang Feng.Yang Feng is Prince Junqi's capable subordinate, why now only Yang Feng is missing Prince Junqi?Yang Feng stood up and explained that Prince Jun Qi had appeared, but he didn't know where he went now.

"It's Jing Yirong's turn, who will you send to play first?" Duan Yuliu looked at Jing Yirong pretending to be thoughtful.

Jing Yirong looked at Xiao Yan, "Go."

"Master, I'll go." Nalan Zhenqi contended.

Jing Yirong glanced at him lightly, "When you have time to show off, stay here for me now."

Nalan Zhenqi retreated obediently, Xiao Yan leaped onto the ring, and started the official battle for the strange doctor Liumo.

After a few months, Xiao Yan's martial arts has improved a lot, and she should be considered a master in the arena.Compared with some moves with the right hand, using the left hand makes people feel more at a loss. No one can take the move. What's more, Xiao Yan has a strong learning ability. Sometimes the opponent uses a move, and she immediately learns it. resorted to.

Even though the opponent saw that it was his own move, but because it was done with his left hand, there was no way to break it at once.

Yang Feng watched Xiao Yan's competition nervously in the audience, and when she occasionally blocked the opponent's moves with her right hand unnaturally, Yang Feng's heart still couldn't help throbbing, her right arm could no longer practice martial arts after all .

Xiao Yan solved two of them in one go, logically they should be able to change, but Xiao Yan shook her head at Jing Yirong, meaning that she could still persist.

Jing Yirong didn't stop her, she should know her own limit.

"Yang Feng, come on." Prince Jun Qi appeared in the martial arts arena again at some point, he who always cherishes words now only said three simple words this time.

Yang Feng was taken aback for a moment, and then he stretched his shoulders with the sword, and flew down on the ring with ease.

Xiao Yan was originally standing with her back to Yang Feng, when she heard the other party coming to the stage behind her, she turned around and cupped her hands, "Certainly..."

The last words disappeared when she saw Yang Feng, Xiao Yan's body was stiff, and she hoped that her opponent would not be him, but God seemed to want to fight against herself on purpose.

When Jing Yirong saw Yang Feng's figure, he frowned involuntarily, and looked at the seat opposite to him. There was already a person sitting in the seat that was empty just now, dressed in brocade attire, His brows were sharp and flamboyant, his face was cold and expressionless, and he was filled with an air of a king that could not be ignored. Without thinking too much, he guessed that he was Prince Junqi, the most likely king of Yu Kingdom in the future.He doesn't have Duan Yuliu's coquettishness, Dianjun's chill, Ye Xieming's evil sycophant, and even Nalan Qingyi and Xi, but the arrogance he possesses is what these three people lack.Duan Yuliu is too coquettish, Dian Jun is too cold, Ye Xieming is too evil, Nalan Qingyi is too gentle, and King Jun Qi makes people feel that he controls everything at a glance, and his mind can accommodate the whole world. Jiangshan's.

While Jing Yirong was looking at King Jun Qi, King Jun Qi was also looking at King Yirong.He has long heard that when talking about heroes in the world, there are three evils in the world; when talking about beauties, one must mention the Crown Princess of Ming Kingdom. Ji, all kinds of rumors have long been unnoticed.Today, I didn't see her cleanliness, beauty, softness, and charm, but only her coldness, like the coldness of wind penetrating through the skin and penetrating into the bones.

King Junqi suddenly wondered if anyone would have thought of his Leng Rumei, proud of the world.

Nalan Qingyi saw the scene where Jun Qi and Jing Yirong looked at each other, and suddenly felt a sense of discomfort that he didn't even care about, and felt that the scene in front of him was too intrusive.When he put down the teacup in his hand, he unconsciously increased his strength a bit.

Jing Yirong looked at Nalan Qingyi, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing?" Nalan Qingyi smiled like a breeze, and Jing Yirong looked away.Nalan Qingyi let go of his hand, this is a fake Nalan Qingyi's emotions, not his own!Probably because Nalan Qingyi has been doing it for a long time, so he almost forgot what his true emotions are.

There was a lot of wind and clouds under the arena, but it was not much better above the arena.

Xiao Yan held the sword in her left hand, "I must get Liumo."

"Me too." Yang Feng drew out his sword with his right hand, and smiled wryly, "Why do we always hold our swords at each other?"

"This is fate," Xiao Yan was also helpless, "Although I thank you for giving me the distribution map of Junqi Palace last time, I still can't let you this time. Next time, if we don't need to hold the sword next time When we meet each other, I will definitely thank you very much."

"Although you and I intend to be friends, we have no choice but to be our own masters. I will not give in to you in today's battle." Yang Feng replied with a vow that he would not allow himself to be sorry to King Junqi for the second time.

Xiao Yan smiled lightly, "I'm glad you can say that, and I hope you can really do it."

After the two finished speaking, they swung their swords and stabbed at each other. Xiao Yan dodged Yang Feng's sword on one side, and at the same time stabbed at Yang Feng's chest. Xiao Yan's arm was pushed away, and the sword thrust was missed, not hurting Yang Feng at all.

Xiao Yan immediately stood firm and stabbed at Yang Feng with one move and one sword. Yang Feng also showed all his skills this time without being polite.The world's number one swordsman is not an empty name, not to mention that Xiao Yan had fought two rounds before, so after half of the time, Xiao Yan was gradually at a disadvantage due to exhaustion.

Xiao Yan is also very clear about her own energy, but she is holding on to her breath and is unwilling to lose like this.