Chapter 917: Son

Xicheng really laughed presumptuously in the hall, ignoring that the Qingshuang sword with the cold light tip of the sword was against his neck, as if he was sure that Wang Xingkong would not dare to do anything to him.
Only the people in the hall saw the chill in Wang Xingkong's eyes getting deeper and deeper, for fear that his impulse would really plunge a sword into Xicheng's throat.
After all, Xicheng now looks unprepared in every way.
And the disciple Gu Zhong looked like a person who did things recklessly.
Of course, the most frightened person was Lu Yiling, now this situation has long been beyond her control.
If Wang Xingkong really stabbed Xicheng with one and a half wounds, she, the great monarch of Chu, would not be able to get rid of it.
Seeing that Wang Xingkong was about to reach the critical point of the explosion, and Gu Zhong didn't mean to say anything, Lu Yiling had no choice but to stand up.
Adjusted his breath and calmly said: "It's better to sit on the sidelines of Young Master Xicheng. It will not be too late to make a final decision after we finish watching the ancient master disciple's competition with this Rotten Young Master."
Lu Yiling’s voice from Young Master Xuan Qi made Xuan Qi extremely comfortable. In fact, he was originally the illegitimate son of King Ning, and he was also the bloodline of the royal family of the Hongsheng Empire.
It's a pity that Princess Ning is domineering and prevents him from appearing as the son of a prince, so she can only be a small entourage next to Xicheng.
But because of his blood lineage, his cultivation was in the top-notch wave in King Ning's Mansion. He had already broken through the Primordial Spirit Realm when he was less than twenty years old, and is now the fifth level cultivation of the Primordial Spirit Realm.
Xicheng asked him to compete with Gu Zhong, not because he looked down on Gu Zhong, but because he really felt that Gu Zhong couldn't beat Xu Qi.
Lu Yiyi certainly didn't know the affairs of Prince Ning's palace, and there was no doubt that there was a sentence of Young Master Xuan Qi, which made Xuan Qi comfortable.
He also wants to take this opportunity to show himself in front of other countries. In the place where the genius of the Hongsheng Empire is rampant, he is just a small entourage, but when he arrives in Da Chu, he has this confidence and he definitely has the strength to become the multitude. Attention people.
Let these people not only see Xicheng in their eyes, but also notice him, the little entourage beside Xicheng.
"Master, let it go and leave it to me."
Xi Cheng put away the smile on his face, cast a glance at Xu Qi, and said lightly: "Only win, don't lose."
"Yes!"
After speaking, Xi Cheng walked to the empty seat next to Lu Yiling and sat down with a wry smile. The scene was finally slightly controlled.
But she knew that this was only temporary, because regardless of the match between Wang Xingkong and Xingqi, whoever wins or loses, today is destined to not end peacefully.
If Wang Xingkong wins, Xicheng will definitely find other ways to make things difficult, but if Xunqi wins, Xicheng will definitely suppress Gu Zhong and Cangshan faction, including their Da Chu Empire.
Therefore, Lu Yiling looked at her expressionlessly sitting on the high platform, her inside was already like an ant on a hot pot, in a dilemma.
But selfishly, she naturally hoped that Wang Xingkong would win.
After Xicheng left, Wang Xingxian did not take back the Cyan Frost Sword, and hundreds of sword auras still condensed in front of Xu Qi.
Huh! !
Rotten Qi is like a soaring eagle, with his arms slammed outwards. Such a simple action caused a sound that pierced the air. The hanging ornaments and exquisite tables around him included surrounding him. All of his sword auras shattered directly under the impact of this terrifying spiritual force, and various porcelain and jade wares were scattered all over the place, making a ping-pong-pong-pong-crushing sound.
With his shot, all the surrounding guests were shocked. Even those powerful sect lords were all pale, and they leaned back in panic.
Who could have imagined that a grand banquet hall that was good and good would turn into a fighting place for two warriors.
And the powerful pressure released from Xu Qi's body was the breath of a powerful elemental spirit realm.
No wonder this son is just an entourage by Xicheng's side. The color of arrogance does not lose to his master. It turns out that he has such a powerful strength, and he looks even younger than Gu Zhong.
An entourage by the son of the Prince of the Hongsheng Empire has enough strength to make thousands of warriors look up to, and everyone's fear of the Hongsheng Empire can not help but deepen a bit.
"This…"
Lu Yiling also didn't expect Xu Qi to start directly without saying a word, but she spent a lot of thoughts on arranging it, and she was mostly ruined by Xu Qi in two or two.
I just wanted to say whether or not to move the competition venue to the martial arts field, but Xu Qi didn’t even look at her. I don’t know when a bright short blade appeared in his hand, and the short blade flew out of his hand, turning into a piece in the rapid rotation. Desperate Blade Shadow flew straight to Wang Xingkong, and behind that short blade, dragged a long torn space...
The place where the short blade flew, pointed directly at Wang Xingkong's throat, it was clear that he was going to splash the hall with blood directly.
The quickness of the action and the harshness of the methods are staggering.
Bai Jie and Chu Yicheng couldn't help squeezing their sweat, and exclaimed, "Brother Wang, be careful!"
Even if they were standing in front of Xu Qi at this time, they would be a bit embarrassed by this trick.
Facing the short blade flying with desperate aura, Wang Xingkong's brows condensed, and he did not resist. Instead, his body turned, his body jumped up, dodged the short blade of Rotten Qi, and turned sharply in the air. Fly away from the hall.
"Haha? Wasn't it kind of just now? How can I not dare to connect with me?" With a cold smile, the short blade has been flew back into his palm with a move on his arm, and his body has been shaken. He flashed out like a teleport, chasing the direction where Wang Xingkong escaped.
The powerhouses of the frightened countries looked at each other, their faces turned pale, and no one dared to speak out—even though they were still thinking about how to fawn on the ancient clock a quarter of an hour ago, no one dared to be in front of Xicheng at this time. After getting close to Gu Zhong, and seeing the strength of Xu Qi, they would not want to choose to offend the Hongsheng Empire even if they sin the Gu Zhong.
Wang Xingkong leaped into the air with his exhausted boots, quickly moved away from the main hall, and landed on a protagonist's martial arts arena of the sect alliance. Thanks to the existence of the exhausted boots, he quickly increased his speed, otherwise it would be difficult for Wang Kongxing After evading Xuan Qi's trick, he can leave the hall one step ahead of him.
Even so, when Wang Xingkong's footsteps stopped, Xiu Qi almost fell behind him, speeding as fast as a ghost. Seeing Wang Xingkong's footsteps stopped, he laughed jokingly: "Why didn't you run? Do you know that you can't run and are ready to surrender?"
"Run?" Wang Xingkong said in a calm voice, "Today is the day when the grandmaster succession ceremony is held. I just don't want your blood to stain the hall of the sect alliance."