Vol 2 Chapter 739: Don't mess with me

　　Unexpectedly, among the invited swordsmen, two of them had this kind of encounter.
　　 "How much did you win him?" San Gongzi asked as he walked toward the VIP beside the funeral sword pool, and laughed.
　　The madman sword shut up and said, his face was very ugly.
　　 Xia Qingchen said indifferently: "Hundreds of billions of cold coins, plus a blood snake sword."
　　 The smiling youngest son, with a smile on his face, surprised and said: "Several hundred billion?"
　　This figure, even the three sons of the main palace, felt extremely large.
　　 "Small money." Xia Qingchen waved in surprise.
　　Hundreds of billions or small money?
　　San Gongzi re-examined Xia Qingchen, and couldn't help laughing, he thought, this person could pretend.
　　Hundreds of billions are astronomical figures for the first-class family. He is a little Qianqianqi, and he said that it is a small money?
　　 However, everyone has vanity, and the three sons are not surprised.
　　 "You also won the blood snake sword?" San Gongzi frowned and looked at the madman sword: "Will you not be affected?"
　　Blood Serpent Sword is the most convenient sword for madmen.
　　Crazy Sword suddenly felt faceless and annoyed: "Relax, my swordsmanship has already reached the realm, and any sword can display the strongest power of the madman's sword."
　　 This is not a lie.
　　His madman's sword relied on tricks, and the sword used was second.
　　 As long as the sword is not too inferior, sword power is not much different.
　　 "That's good." San Gongzi nodded slightly and was about to relax. The madman's sword stared at Xia Qingchen, and said coldly: "Why is San Gongzi asking this person to come? Don't tell me, he also came to compare the sword."
　　San Gongzi nodded and said: "Yes!"
　　The madman's sword looked at Xia Qingchen up and down, shaking his head with a sneer: "There is no aura of swordsman practicing sword all year round, and his palm is smoother than a woman. It can be seen that there is no sword practice at all. What kind of kendo master can he be?"
　　The three sons frowned frowning.
　　To tell the truth, he also feels that Xia Qingchen is not like a sword trainer.
　　 "This is recommended by Li Yuan. With his superb swordsmanship, he should not look away." Nevertheless, San Gongzi said.
　　 "Li Yuan?" The madman looked at Li Yuan with disdain, without concealing his contempt in his eyes: "His swordsmanship is also called superb?"
　　 Li Yuan couldn't hold his face immediately, scolding: "Crazy Sword, I know you have superb sword skills, but you don't need to bury people?"
　　The madman sword chuckled and said: "Built people? Sorry, I'm just telling the truth!"
　　 "You!" Li Yuan felt humiliated.
　　 said that the madman's sword is repulsive, the rumors are true!
　　 Who can like this mouth?
　　 "What are you? Your master is here, you have to respectfully call me Senior Juggernaut!" The madman sword stared at his eyes, and said: "Your master is a half-hanger, where can you be strong?"
　　 "And what kind of people can you recommend?"
　　Li Yuan said angrily: "Shishi can not be humiliated!"
　　 He pulled out the broad sword behind his backhand, and he would fight against the madman sword on the spot.
　　 "Okay! Let me teach you how to use a sword!" The madman's sword has a madness meaning, and immediately irritated.
　　 San Gongzi's complexion fell, and said lightly: "The two of you didn't put your son in your eyes."
　　Resolve grudges in front of him, how could he be the three sons in his eyes!
　　Li Yuan immediately withdrew the Broadsword and bowed his fists to apologize.
　　The madman sword also hummed his nostrils and converged the posture, but it was unreasonable: "Three sons, you let me shoot, yes, but, I said it depends on my mood!"
　　The three sons sat expressionlessly and said, "So?"
　　The madman's sword points to Xia Qingchen: "I think this person is unhappy and in a bad mood! I want to let me go and let him go!"
　　San Gongzi's chin rested on his right hand, but his face was calm, but his right palm was firmly gripped.
　　 He hates people threatening him, but... he hates threats because of trivial matters.
　　 That's a real waste of time!
　　 "Xia Qingchen, go to the military hall in the Northwest Military Region to get two thousand merits." San Gongzi thought without hesitation.
　　He not only gave him the thousand merits he had promised before, but also rewarded him with an additional thousand merits, which was an apology for him to run for nothing.
　　 But this kind of apology is a condemned humiliation.
　　 invited him, but drove him away at the request of another person.
In the mind of San Gongzi, Xia Qingchen had no weight.
　　Looking at his resolution of a big and small trouble, Xia Qingchen said: "My swordsmanship is better than him!"
　　 Extra words, Xia Qingchen didn't want to say more.
　　 This sentence is enough.
　　The eyes of San Gongzi fell on the burial pool where he was heading, looking at the blowing waves, and said lightly: "Same thing, I don't want to repeat."
　　 Xia Qingchen smiled faintly, a bit ironically.
　　 He came back to the world again, this is the first time to help others to compare, but the result was badly rejected.
　　 However, it was not him who lost.
　　 clenched his fists, Xia Qingchen neatly said: "So, say goodbye."
　　 Without a trace of hesitation, Xia Qingchen turned around and left.
　　The third son looked up at his back and said, "Remember to get merit."
　　 Xia Qingchen waved his hand without looking back: "Regardless of the merits, keep it yourself."
　　He needs merit, but refuses to humiliate.
　　The three sons sighed silently in their hearts and offended another person.
　　 However, it is just a small person.
　　 is optional!
　　 Isn't it?
　　 Xia Qingchen walked away and walked through the large and small burial pool.
　　 As I was about to leave the funeral sword pool area, a pair of people in golden armor, long brown hair, blue eyes, and a very tall figure approached.
　　 "Here is the buried sword pool?" An armored soldier led the way, and when he saw the oncoming Xia Qingchen, he asked aloud.
　　 Xia Qingchen never looked at them, only said lightly: "Yes."
　　 then passed them by, his eyes never reflected their silhouette.
　　 "What attitude? This kind of virtue is in the cold?" The soldier in question frowned fiercely.
　　Since they came to Liangjing, all the official officials of Liangjing who were kind and polite all the way smiled and waited to arrange everything.
　　 This is also the first time I have encountered such an unrecognized guy.
　　Xia Qingchen turned a deaf ear and went on.
　　 "Self-righteousness!" The soldier asked out a force from across the air, shot at Xia Qingchen's right leg and tried to hit him to the ground, giving him some embarrassment.
　　But who knows, Xia Qingchen is like having eyes in the back, hitting out with a star power.
　　 not only suppressed the opponent's energy, but also ejected the soldier's shoulder blade.
what--
　　 The soldier was caught off guard. He was shot down by the Xia Qingchen 1's starry force and buried under the sword pool.
　　 "You are looking for death!" Among the other five Jinjia people, four of them were angry and turned around to chase Xia Qingchen.
　　 Xia Qingchen didn't look back, said indifferently: "I have experienced many unpleasant things recently, the mood is not very good, you better not provoke me."
　　 First, Gongsun Wuji was implicated by him, then he was regarded as a wanted criminal, and now he was expelled from the funeral sword pool.
　　 His mood is rarely seen in the trough.
(End of this chapter)