The prince lacks training: the royal concubine

Yuan Qiyan looked at him displeasedly, "When your Excellency wins me, it will not be too late to think about the glory!" The voice was cold, with undisguised arrogance.

There was surprise in Lu Xuan's eyes, "Do you think you can beat me?"

"You won't know until you fight!" Yuan Qiyan didn't answer directly, but his tone was firm and confident.

Lu Xuan looked him up and down again, with a look of suspicion on his face, is this kid born arrogant and ignorant of the heights of the sky and the earth?Or did he hide his clumsiness when he fought with the third junior brother just now?

No matter what the reason is, the opponent's attitude is already very clear. If he refuses to fight again, it seems that he will be terrified. [

Thinking of him agreeing, "In this case, Xiandu sent Lu Xuan, a subordinate of Xiandu, to teach Qi Shaoxia's brilliant moves, please advise!"

"Please!" Yuan Qiyan clasped his fists neither overbearing nor humble.

Seeing that he was unarmed, Lu Xuan frowned, "Aren't you going to use a weapon?"

He came up with a sword, if he didn't use a weapon, he would be too arrogant, Yuan Qiyan turned his head and looked at the audience.Rong An immediately understood, took off the long sword that he had been carrying all the time, poured some internal energy and threw it towards the ring, "Master, continue!"

Yuan Qiyan stretched out his hand and grabbed the long sword in his hand. With a clang, he drew the sword out of its sheath, and immediately brought a silvery cold light.The sword body is as white as snow, nothing fancy, but has a compelling sharpness.

"Good sword!" Lu Xuan blurted out praise.

"Thank you!" Yuan Qiyan threw the scabbard on the ground, holding the sword in his right hand, the tip of the sword drooping slightly, "Let's start!"

"Okay!" Lu Xuan also put down the Molong Sword that had been on his shoulder all the time, and held it in his hand.

When the sound of the gong fell, Yuan Qiyan moved first, and the black figure charged straight forward with a snow-white sword light. Before he could get close, the long sword swept across Lu Xuan's chest.

Lu Xuan didn't dodge either, and swung the Molong sword to block it.Amidst the white light and green brilliance, the two swords collided heavily, making a long and sharp buzzing sound, and those who were a little closer to the ring couldn't help covering their ears.

Yuan Qiyan only felt a strong force coming from the long sword, half of his arm went numb, and he took a step back involuntarily.The white light suddenly dissipated, and the long sword in his hand suddenly broke into two pieces, and the tip of the sword fell to the ground with a crisp ding.

"Ah?!" There was a burst of exclamation from the audience.

"How is this possible?" Rong An's eyes widened in shock, "Master's Yingxue Sword is actually broken!"

Chang Bao also gasped, "What a powerful sword, what a strong force!"

Although the prince's sword is not often used, it can be called a treasured sword. He cuts iron like mud, and he cuts the iron like mud. Unexpectedly, he was cut off by Lu Xuan in the first move. This person is really terrifying. !

Jun Zhu's expression also became serious, and Dongfang Ao also rarely yelled, and stared at the two people on the ring with wide-eyed eyes.

Only Hai Weilan's expression didn't change, she squinted her eyes and stood there quietly, not knowing what she was thinking.

Yuan Qiyan did not expect this to happen, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he quickly regained his composure, praising sincerely: "It's really a good sword!"

Lu Xuan smiled smugly, "You can change another one!"[

"No need!" Yuan Qiyan threw the half of the sword in his hand to the ground.

Lu Xuan was surprised, "You want to fight me with bare hands?"

Yuan Qiyan didn't say a word, his body flickered, and he was already approaching, punching and attacking with a whistling wind.Lu Xuan hurriedly waved his sword to block it, only to hear a buzzing sound, Yuan Qiyan's fists and palms hit the sword body together...