Xuanyuan Yichuan thought he had a good temper, but at this time he was a little angry by his arrogance.

The sword rushed straight to his face, and Yu Siqiao suddenly moved, his body shook slightly, and in a blink of an eye, Xuanyuan Yichuan's sword pierced the air in front of him.

Xuanyuan Yichuan was shocked and could not believe it.

The next moment, the vest was hurting sharply and was kicked and staggered.

That body movement is so weird that it is difficult to see clearly!

The people watching below all exclaimed, and some even rubbed their eyes, for fear that they would have misread it.

Song Gu saw it the most clearly below, couldn't help but take a breath and shouted, "It turned out to be him!!"

Isn’t this figure the person who almost made him hoarse that night!

Song Gu opened his mouth and realized the time.

So it's...so!

That night, in order to provoke Xuanyuan Yichuan, he spoke out all the humiliating words to Mo Shu.

Could it be that the guard heard what he said, and the guard had already admired Princess Mo at that time, so... he poisoned him and wanted to teach him a lesson?

A few threads in my mind can be integrated instantly.

Song Gu's mood suddenly became very complicated.

This is fucking...

He did not have a definite understanding of this person's kung fu, but his weird and perverted body movement... Xuanyuan Yichuan could not beat him!

The emperor who was sitting with Mo Shu below, calm and composed, was waiting for Xuanyuan Yichuan to win the game. Seeing this scene, he almost blew the tea!

This...how is this possible!!

Xuanyuan Yichuan not only did not press the little guard to the ground to rub and rub, but was kicked by the little guard?!

The emperor's original leisurely appearance also stopped a lot when he saw this scene.

On the other hand, Mo Shu seemed to have expected it, not panic at all, not afraid of praise or criticism.

On the ring.

Xuanyuan Yichuan didn't expect such a change at all. He suddenly turned around and the fast figure passed by his eyes. The next moment, there was a hint of coldness before his throat.

The guard he had just looked down upon was holding a long sword and pointing at his throat. It was only a slight difference that he could directly pierce his neck and take his life.

Everything came too fast.

Before Xuanyuan Yichuan could display his strength, he even felt that he had decided the winner before he could react.

Xuanyuan Yichuan stared at the long sword in front of him. This unexpected ending caught him off guard and could not believe it.

‘Dong’

A gong sounded.

The eunuch's sharp voice announced: "The victory and the defeat have been decided - Qiao Cang, win!"

Everyone was stunned.

No one dares to believe this result.

"How is that possible!"

"One move... the little marquis Xuanyuan is gone?"

"No, that person is too fast!"

"I didn't even see how he moved clearly, and it ended up missing?"

Song Gu sighed lightly.

Looking at Xuanyuan Yichuan's gaze, he was both sympathetic and regretful.

But losing to such a person is not unfair.

Yu Siqiao slowly withdrew his long sword and said slowly: "Thank you."

Beg forgiving.

Xuanyuan Yichuan's face suddenly turned gray.

Did he give in?

Who the hell gave up!

He didn't let him go!

Xuanyuan Yichuan's eyes were soon filled with blood, and he looked at the strange man in front of him unwillingly.
Chapter completed!