The light in Dongfang Liyuan's deep eyes was a bit strange.

Le Sang instantly suppressed all his smiles and looked at him coldly, his eyes getting darker and darker.

The fox is scheming all the time. She really can't underestimate him for a moment.

While the two of them were whispering, Chu Yun, who was always quick in movement, found two long swords from somewhere.

The discussion among the civil and military officials suddenly became much lower, and they looked at Dongfang Chen with burning eyes, waiting for his reaction.

The sword is on the string and must be drawn.

There was no blood on Dongfang Chen's face. After giving Dongfang Liyuan a stern look, he walked step by step towards Chu Yun who was holding two long swords.

The queen looked at it without blinking, her fingers clenching the phoenix robe on her body tightly, her face extremely complicated.

Can't lose, absolutely can't lose.

Ling Xuehan had no expression on his face from beginning to end. He coldly walked over and picked up a sword. With a flip of his hand, he drew the cold sword in the air with the tip pointed straight at the ground.

Just such a smooth and cold action made everyone in the audience shut up.

Finally, it begins.

Dongfang Chen's feet felt like they were bound by huge boulders, making every step he took seemed extremely difficult.

Finally, he walked up to Chu Yun.

"This sword was personally prepared by His Highness Prince Ning for the two princes. It is of high quality and extremely sharp. It will definitely make the two princes have a great time competing." Chu Yun's words were neither humble nor arrogant.

Dongfang Chen's pale face changed color again, and he was so angry that he was about to start a prairie fire. It turned out that Dongfang Liyuan had been plotting against him for a long time.

good very good.

Then... Dongfang Chen will never let him live for one more day.

Picking up the hilt of the sword, Dongfang Chen drew a graceful arc in the air with the sword in a risk-taking attitude, with the tip of the sword also pointed at the ground.

Even if he lost to the Crown Prince of Yin, Dongfang Liyuan would never want to reap the benefits.

Chu Yun retreated, and the ministers below shouted excitedly again. They all stared at Dongfang Chen, full of expectation.

They had heard about His Highness the Crown Prince's kung fu for a long time, but they had never seen it with their own eyes.

This time, I can really open my eyes.

Presumably, he will definitely not lose to the crown prince of Yin Kingdom.

"Ahem, Chen'er, since it's a competition, just finish it." Dongfang Chuxian coughed twice and spoke as calmly as possible.

There was a profound meaning in his words, but it was obvious that he couldn't believe in Dongfang Chen's kung fu.

Dongfang Chen looked at him, frowned and replied, "Yes, father."

He will do his best.

There was a strong wind at night, and the temperature in Jingming Palace became lower and lower.

Ling Xuehan's black hair was blown in the cold wind. He tightened his grip on the hilt of the sword and said coldly: "Prince Dongyuan, I'm offended."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a dark shadow flashing, a strong wind blowing, and he ducked and approached Dongfang Chen.

The silver-white cold sword shone coldly under the moonlight, and the sound of cutting through the air was extremely sharp.

Dongfang Chen's reaction was slow. He first retreated several meters, then flew up, pierced the air with his long sword, and slashed horizontally towards Ling Xuehan.

Ling Xuehan didn't even frown. He spun around and avoided the blow steadily. Then he flew into the air and stabbed Dongfang Chen's vitals as fast as lightning.

The speed was so fast that if Dongfang Chen had been slower to dodge by just one second, he would have been directly stabbed through his chest.

Purple and gold intertwined quickly, and the white sword light emanating between the two was brighter than all the glass lamps.

The bright moon is in the sky, and the stars are twinkling all over the sky.
Chapter completed!