This evil king is a little annoying

Chapter 417 Win the bet
Originally, it was a life-threatening battle.

If you don't shed a little blood, how can you be worthy of this hexagram in front of Bai Ze's formation? !

"Qianchengyin, don't hide your clumsiness. Since you got the Kunshan Nine-Rank Wuji Sword, you must have also practiced the Nine-Rank Wuji Sword Art! Use your strongest swordsmanship to decide the outcome sooner!"

"it is good."

Qian Chengyin didn't refuse, and glanced at Young Master Yu indifferently. With the nine-turn Wuji sword in his hand, he swung a sword flower in the air and spun it around, "You, be careful."

The already hot air made one breathless in an instant.

Although the soldiers on both sides were drenched in sweat, they still kept cheering loudly for their respective generals.

While the sword body of the nine-turn Wuji sword was turned, Qian Chengyin finally made a move. With the sword as the center, nine layers of flames piled on top of each other, spinning like a tornado and attacking Gongzi Yu.

Young Master Yu's eyes flickered as he looked at the giant red tornado surrounded by flames. Since there is a winner and loser, whoever retreats will lose. The one in front of him is already Qianchengyin's strongest move, so this move, Just compare.

Young Master Yu swiped his fan forward in a cleaving motion, and nine black flames appeared all over his body, and said in his mouth: "Since you use nine layers of flames, then I will return you nine layers, this trick is called Nine Dragons Out of the Cave ?”

As soon as the voice fell, the dragon heads protruded from the nine groups of black flames, and the dragon heads danced together, but the dragon body composed of flames was entangled.

The roar of the dragon seemed to be heard in the smashing move room.

Without hesitation, the nine dragons plunged into the tornado formed by the ferocious flames, like a beast fighting against a cage.

The tornado turned faster and faster, as if it wanted to tear up the black fire dragon rushing inside.

Suddenly, the fiery red tornado swelled up, and a dark shadow gradually appeared inside.

With a bang, the heat wave spread out like a carpet, and nine black dragons burst out. The powerful fire blocked everyone's sight, making the figures of Gongzi Yu and Qianchengyin disappear.

After a while, all the tornadoes created by the fire dragon and flames disappeared, and only then did the soldiers see Gongzi Yu and Qian Chengyin.

The fan surface of the glass fire fan in the young master's hand was completely damaged, and only the dry fan bones remained.

The wrist holding the fan was obviously injured, and the blood kept dripping to the ground, but Gong Ziyu's body was standing inside the Qiankun Gate.

Qianchengyin stood outside Qiankun Gate unscathed, his cold and eye-scorching facial features still heroic.

Qianchengyin suddenly showed a smile on the corner of his mouth, and closed his eyes abruptly. In purely martial terms, Qianchengyin's last move was obviously the victory, because Gongziyu was injured in order to forcefully rush to the Qiankun Gate.

But obviously, Gongzi Yu never wanted to overwhelm Qian Chengyin in moves from the very beginning. His goal was simple, step into the Qiankun Gate, win the bet instead of fighting, even if he would get injured if he forcibly broke the move.

Gongziyu looked at Qianchengyin, raised his eyebrows, didn't care about his injuries at all, and said with a smile, "It seems that I am qualified to marry her."

Qian Chengyin once said that if Young Master Yu could not enter the imperial city first, then he would not be eligible to marry Su Qiqi, which is why Young Master Yu would rather win if he was injured.

Qian Chengyin glanced at the wound on Young Master Yu's hand and said: "You win the bet, I win the martial arts fight, which protects Su Qiqi without causing me to lose the prestige in the army, Young Master Yu, you really look like a playboy, But very thoughtful.”

(End of this chapter)