In the following competition, the gap between the three powerful countries of Haoliang Chu and many small countries was instantly revealed. Although Haoguo Liang Zhu and Ji Huaisi were defeated, Ke Qilu and Wei Yuan each competition determine the outcome with one sword, which looks extremely cunning.

Not only them, but also Yan Qingjun from Liang Kingdom. Compared with them, the disciples of Chu Kingdom may be a bit insignificant, but they were also generals who had been passing the mark and were eventually defeated by Yan Qingjun.

After several rounds of competition, the flaprs were screened out, and the real genius was gradually revealed.

In the end, only three people were able to stand on the ring, Ke Qilu, Yan Qingjun and Wei Yuan.

What surprised everyone was that the three generals passed the pass and defeated the enemy in one move, which showed their strength.

When the competition was over, everyone began to look forward to the three of them fighting. No one could tell their true strength in the previous competition. Now, the strong confrontation is more interesting.

But just before Ke Qilu was about to go on stage to compete with Yan Qingjun, Wei Yuan suddenly spoke, "His goal is me, don't be greedy and come in."

After hearing this, Ke Qilu was slightly stunned, turned around and said, "Do you know who he is?"

"Know."

"That's fine, I'll block it for you. I don't take Yan Qingjun seriously yet."

As he said that, Ke Qilu was about to step into the ring.

At this time, Wei Yuan spoke again, "I don't take it seriously."

Hearing this, Ke Qilu seemed to be stunned for a moment, and did not look back, but just smiled, "Okay, I have always been curious about how much strength you have, Brother Wei, let me see it today."

As he said that, Ke Qilu raised his hand to Yan Qingjun who had been waiting on the ring for a long time and said, "That person, I'm not afraid of you. I know what you want to do. In this way, after the discussion is over, you will take me to eat in Liangcheng for a round trip. If you pay, I will withdraw."

Yan Qingjun knew Ke Qilu, and he didn't want to extort Jianming Valley. If Ke Qilu could withdraw at this time, it would be the best.

Thinking of this, Yan Qingjun nodded slightly, "Yes."

"Above the way!"

As he said that, Ke Qilu turned to the host, "I abstain from it."

After announcing his abstention, Ke Qilu turned around and returned to the waiting area and patted Wei Yuan on the shoulder, "If you really can't hold on, just shout help. Yang Siye loves you so much, and you won't let something happen to you."

After hearing this, Wei Yuan took a helpless breath, shook his head, then got up and walked towards the ring.

The moment Wei Yuan walked onto the ring, Yan Qingjun's indifferent voice came, "Actually, someone wants to kill you, either someone else, or your Haoguo Tan Shumo."

After hearing this, Wei Yuan raised his eyebrows, "You betrayed your master?"

"He is not my master, and there is nothing to say about whether to betray him. Besides, there must be one of you and me today. No matter who dies, this matter has nothing to do with me."

As he said that, Yan Qingjun slowly rushed out the long sword around his waist and said, "Draw the sword and decide the outcome."

Wei Yuan didn't act artificially and slowly took out an iron sword, "For some reason, I must get the leader of this disciple, so I won't hold back here. You can take this sword."

"I can't find it!"

As he finished speaking, Yan Qingjun's murderous intent rose sharply. He threw off the scabbard and stabbed it out with a sword. The speed was as fast as thunder. With a few flashes, he had already arrived in front of Wei Yuan.

"You lost!"

Although Jian Yijian was only half an inch away from his neck, Wei Yuan still said these three words with a plain face.

Just when Yan Qingjun thought Wei Yuan was just bluffing, his eyes suddenly shook. The next moment, the sword in his hand was gone. Then a sharp sound of a sharp blade passing through the flesh and blood came. Wei Yuan held the long sword and appeared behind Yan Qingjun. The two of them turned their backs, and a huge hole almost penetrated Yan Qingjun's entire back from top to bottom.

"What!"

After a sword, the entire venue became quiet, and everyone was shocked by this result. The ninth level of realm was seriously injured by the first level of fetal breathing. What is this?

Blood splashed out, Yan Qingjun widened his eyes, looked at his empty palm with an incredible look on his face, feeling the pain piercing into his bone marrow from behind. He never thought that one day he would be defeated by a ninth-grade cultivator with a sword.

"Bang!"

Yan Qingjun fell to the ground with a bang. His inner shock and the wounds that were bleeding from the blood on his back made him completely faint in an instant.

Wei Yuan swung the iron sword in his hand, splattered blood, drew a semicircle on the ring, and then put it into the Sumeru Ring.

The moment he pulled his sword, the noise came out in an instant, and everyone who woke up from the shock discussed incredible expressions.

"How is this possible! That's Yan Qingjun. Although it's the first level of fetal breathing, it's not necessarily his opponent in the middle level of fetal breathing..." "I'm so fucked by this, I'm defeated with one sword. Is this a monster?"

"This guy's swordsmanship is so great. I'm afraid he can get a lot of money from Lord Liushan in the future."

"You can't let him return to Haoguo. If you wait for him to grow up, the consequences will be unimaginable!"

In the waiting area, Tan Shumo and Wu Zitian were also frightened by this scene. The person who originally thought that he would be knocked down by a sword was Wei Yuan, but he didn't expect that this would be the result.

"Talking about Shumo, how do you explain!"

Wu Zitian whispered.

"Calm the sound!"

Tan Shumo frowned and hurriedly said, "Let's talk about everything when you go back!"

Ke Qilu was also frightened. He originally thought that even if Wei Yuan had high talent in swordsmanship, even if he could defeat Yan Qingjun, he would have to say at least dozens of rounds. However, he did not expect it to end so soon. Yan Qingjun drew his sword and left until he fell down, which was less than three breaths in total.

"Brother Wei, what did you eat to grow up?"

In addition to being surprised, Ke Qilu couldn't help but murmur to himself.

The third prince Liang Zhu looked at the figure walking off the ring and was slightly surprised. He knew that Wei Yuan was very strong. After all, how could a person who could teach Li Chudong to the Qianzi Academy be weak? But today Liang Zhu realized that he had underestimated Wei Yuan too much. This person could not measure his strength by his realm.

When Wei Yuan won, Ji Huaisi felt the most uncomfortable. As early as when she heard that Wei Yuan was about to marry, she had already discovered that she did not hate this person who had been flirting with him. On the contrary, after that day, he seemed to have an indescribable feeling towards Wei Yuan.

Ji Huaisi is a very conservative person. Although it was a misunderstanding, she did sleep with Wei Yuan that day, and almost all the places she could see were seen by him. In Ji Huaisi's heart, it was something that only her future husband could do, but Wei Yuan took the lead.

So even though Ji Huaisi was unwilling to admit it, deep down in her heart, she had already tied herself and Wei Yuan together. To put it bluntly, since you have done so much to me, you should always be responsible.

When she was in Youzhou City, she was originally the closest person to Wei Yuan, but she did not cherish it. Now that Wei Yuan has made a big splash, she feels that the gap between the two is getting farther and wider.

Moreover, in this battle today, Wei Yuan's strength completely shocked her. This was not the waste from Youzhou City. I am afraid that from today, the two words Wei Yuan and the figure who swung his sword and blood will be deeply in her mind and will never be able to linger.
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