Marry a queen

"Murong Jing, the feigned murderous aura won't kill me." He could easily see that Murong Jing was just probing, and the murderous aura he emitted just now was completely deliberate.Although it is very clever, it is easy to be exposed in front of the same masters.

When Murong Jing heard this, he was also secretly startled.

Don't be careless, the person in front of you is indeed a master!Moreover, he is not a master who can easily win by himself.

"Murong Jing, how about a gamble? Whoever loses, she will be his."

"Regardless of winning or losing, she will not be yours..."[

During the conversation between the two, dozens of moves have already been fought.

When two people fight, the more they fight, the more frightened they become, the more jealous they become, and the more concentrated they become.

Until gradually, fully invested.

That is no longer the purpose, but a way to determine the winner and loser!

The chess hall has become a battlefield for two people.

Two figures are speeding, criss-crossing.

Under the moonlight, it was already hard to tell who was who.

I saw the sword shadow streamer, which was amazing in the night.

What with what?An hour passed, and it was impossible to tell the winner, but the physical strength of the two of them was obviously exhausted, and their movements gradually slowed down.However, if masters are fighting, if they don't stop at the same time, it will be difficult to quit the battle.If one party retreats, but the other party has no intention to retreat, then the party that retreats first is likely to die in the hands of the other party!

The doubt in Murong Jing's eyes deepened.

The person in front of him looks like Huangfu Yi, but not quite like Huangfu Yi.Because Huangfu Yi's martial arts are far beyond his present ability.Right now, even if he tried his best, he might kill him, but now he seemed calm and composed, his forehead was slightly sweaty, and his breath was a little heavy.

Now, Murong Jing has gradually gained the upper hand.

He has a sword in his hand, while Huangfu Yi is bare-handed, and in a certain aspect, Murong Jing indeed has the upper hand.

At least maintain considerable physical strength.

Suddenly, Huangfu Yi stepped into the air!

When did the tiles on the roof get trampled out earlier!

Leaning his body, Murong Jing's sword had pierced out like lightning!

"Brother, don't!" A cry flashed in the dark.