Dragon Blood and Martial Soul

Lost!

This scene made everyone's eyes condensed slightly, and their faces showed incredible expressions.

Xue Jianxia's face suddenly became quite ugly when Chu Qianye's war sword was close to his neck. He didn't expect that he would lose to Chu Qianye with his martial arts cultivation skills. This is simply unreasonable!

As the instigator of the whole thing, Xue Jiansheng at this time also looked extremely ugly.

He knew the strength of his third brother best. He won the fifth show in the Imperial City without any problems at all, but he did not expect to lose to Chu Qianye.

Although no profound energy is needed, the gap between the two will be judged in the last move.

Obviously, Chu Qianye's strength is even better!

The seventh prince stared blankly at this scene.

The Eighth Prince smiled slightly.

"Sure enough." Yuan Jianjing smiled slightly, "Chu Qianye is not afraid of courage, and Chu Qianye's talent is not bad when it comes to the realm of mysterious soldiers."

The faces of Wu Ping brothers and sisters flickered, revealing an incredible light.

Xu Feng whispered softly at the corner of his mouth: "How could this be possible, this kid, his martial arts cultivation base was so suppressed that he could win?!"

Xu Feng was really going crazy. He finally managed to fill his body, breaking through his martial arts cultivation, and stepping into the first stage of the Profound Realm. But now compared with Chu Qianye, it seems that this advantage is not very big, at most it is flat.

"Haha, the time for me to step into the martial arts is indeed too short. My cultivation level is still shallow. I was lucky enough to win, and my luck is still pretty good." Chu Qianye looked at Xue Jiansheng and the seventh prince, smiling, his voice was very calm, but It was particularly harsh in the ears of these two people.

There is not enough time to step into the martial arts, and the cultivation level is still shallow, but he still defeated Xue Jianxia. In this way, wouldn't Xue Jianxia's strength be worse?

In other words, your **** martial arts cultivation base, threatening to rely on luck, martial arts cultivation is not good, just ask you one sentence: Are you strong? Don't you even have luck.

Xue Jianxia slapped Chu Qianye's halberd off with his palm, and walked back without saying a word.

Chu Qianye showed a charming smile.

Xue Jiansheng seemed to have prepared his words long ago. After seeing this situation, his face was not heartbroken and said: "This is a martial arts space. Winning moves does not mean anything. Without the help of profound energy, it is impossible to completely erupt the real The combat power, such a result, is actually nothing."

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Everyone looked surprised.

"My third brother's martial arts cultivation base is at the ninth level of the Huangji realm. How can the profound energy in his body be comparable to Chu Qianye? If it really breaks out, Chu Qianye must not be my third brother's opponent. "Xue Jiansheng said lightly.

Hehe, it's really shameless, can't you afford to lose? Although the words have some truth, but in the end they were totally rejected. This is indeed completely unreasonable.

"Furthermore, my third brother's martial soul is of only a few ranks. Chu Qianye's martial soul is a divine rank. In this martial arts space, he occupies a huge advantage. If it were not in this martial arts space, Chu Qianye would still Could it be my third brother's opponent?"

Obviously he had been defeated, but Xue Jiansheng could still say that. If it weren't against him, he would be extremely protective of his third brother.

"Hehe, since it's a discussion, why don't we go outside and have a good fight?" Xue Jiansheng said lightly.

Chu Qianye's eyes narrowed.

Haha, my brother can't do it, my brother will use martial arts cultivation as a force to oppress?

And it's still a special wheel fight. I just finished fighting with your brother, and the power of the martial arts is too much. The reaction is definitely not agile at the peak. You are very good at this gap.

I have seen shameless people, I have never seen such shameless people.

"What logic is this?" Chu Qianye pretended to be surprised. "According to your logic, it seems that no one can beat you brothers."

He stared at Xue Jiansheng and said faintly: "Think about it, my martial arts training is only at the seventh stage of the Yellow Extreme Realm, and your third brother is the ninth stage of the Yellow Extreme Realm. If I win with your third brother, I will say that I am a martial arts rank. The rank is higher than him. If my spirit rank is also lower than your third brother, would you say that I am a little taller than him? Or simply say that my eyes are too sharp to see your third brother’s flaws?"

Chu Qianye put away Fang Tian's painting halberd and stood there casually, looking at Xue Jiansheng.

Hearing Chu Qianye's words, Xue Jiansheng couldn't help but sneered: "Don't you dare to discuss with me?"

"I think your strength should be the second show in the imperial city." Chu Qianye said lightly, "If others fight with you, you may not be able to win. Even if you win, it is probably luck or luck, or your arms are too thick and too thick. It’s powerful, and you have a broken arm and leg, you don’t have an inherent advantage. Of course, if you win, well, it’s your talent and hard work without relying on luck."

"Hmph, what is your logic?" Xue Jiansheng coldly snorted, he could hear Chu Qianye mocking him.

"There is no logic. Do you know why I said you can only be the second show of the imperial city? Because... The first show is His Highness the Seventh Prince. His Highness should know best that others rely on luck, and only you are the ones Rely on your own strength." Chu Qianye said lightly.

When everyone heard these words, their eyes suddenly condensed slightly.

Chu Qianye's words were too sharp, and he slapped two people at the same time.

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The Seventh Prince looked at Chu Qianye blankly.

Xue Jiansheng's face sank. He was not as good as the Seventh Prince. How could he listen to Chu Qianye's sarcasm like this.

"Presumptuous, dare to fight against me now?" Xue Jiansheng asked with a cold face.

"Why do you have such strange thoughts? Why did I fight you? Is it because I am better luck than you? Or because I am handsomer than you, you hate me?" Chu Qianye said indifferently.

"Puff."

Wu Ying couldn't help but chuckled.

Other people are petrified.

Chu Qianye spoke too bluntly, the white knife went in and the red knife came out.

The eighth prince showed a faint smile. Chu Qianye that he knew was not like that. It seemed that he was forced out by his seventh brother and Xue Jiansheng.

"Oh, it's boring, how can others lose to you, it's worth comparing? You are too thick-skinned, too shameless." Chu Qianye continued.

"Presumptuous, let me teach you how to behave!"

Xue Jiansheng stared at Chu Qianye, condensed into a war sword in his palm, bursting out a dazzling brilliance, sharper and colder than Xue Jianxia's!

Chu Qianye's face was speechless, and all these meetings were aimed at Lao Tzu, and now he still needs to teach him how to behave.

"laugh……"

Xue Jiansheng stepped out of his feet, and the sword in his palm was as dazzling as a star, piercing Chu Qianye into the sky.

In an instant, it seemed that a bit of sword light came out, like a starlight.

Chu Qianye summoned the war halberd and danced in an instant. There was a basalt-like pattern at once, and the sword light quickly fell on the pattern like raindrops.

"Puff."

If the sword was shocked, it pierced straight out, the Xuanwu pattern was torn, and the defense formed by Chu Qianye's halberd was directly broken by Xue Jiansheng.

Chu Qianye was shocked, and quickly displayed her body skills, turning into afterimages, and stepped back sharply.

"Ghost and Thunder!"

Xu Feng seemed to recognize Chu Qianye's body and immediately said.

Xue Jiansheng's expression was a bit ugly. His two swords didn't pierce Chu Qianye, and his face couldn't be put down. The whole person suddenly shot out bright and busy, and the sword shadows overlapped, mixed with the storm of swords, and he stabbed Chu Qian fiercely. night.

Chu Qianye's face changed, the halberd in Luanwu's hand.

"laugh."

The corners of Chu Qianye's clothes were shattered by sword aura in an instant.