Wang Yue stared at the ring fight and said with a smile, "liguan’s unstable footwork is too weak and he has no hope of winning." Wang Yue estimated that liguan would die in his sister’s sword after another dozen strokes.
Emperor Qianlong stared at the ring and moved quickly. Both of them held their fists, and the veins stood out. liguan was his right-hand man. If he was really killed by Wang Qing, it would be bad. Now, although Qianlong was the emperor, he could not save liguan.
It is obvious that even people who don’t know martial arts can see that liguan is already in the wind.
Sure enough, a flaw finally appeared in liguan’s body, and Wang Qing’s sword turned into a streamer and stabbed liguan alongside of.seem.
"poof"
A light ring left a sword mark on liguan’s face. When he turned around, the whip at the back of his head was also cut by firm but gentle shock.
"liguan, you avoid quickly. If you slow down a little, my sword will pierce your head." Wang Qing looked at liguan with a smile in her eyes.
"Ha ha …"
There was a smile on the face of the challenge. liguan was really embarrassed. The Manchu people cherished the "money rat braid" and liguan was humiliated.
Liguan’s eyes were bloodshot and he became angry from embarrassment. "The throne will kill you and I will kill you."
Liguan seem to be mad at Wang Qing.
Wang Qing laughed. "liguan, you old thief are all master fighters. You are still so impatient. Tournament fighting needs to be calm. Don’t you even understand such superficial truth? Since you want to die quickly, your aunt will be you. "
Wang Qing’s qi, blood, and true qi are fuelling to the extreme, and the sword sends out a sword in powerful energy, saying that Wang Qing wants to be the most powerful and strong move.
"Bang!"
Wang Qing stamped his foot and turned into a phantom by the power from the ground and rushed at Li Guan.
This sword can be said to be the pinnacle of Wang Qing’s strength.
"bang"
The aftermath of the powerful energy collision collapsed the edge of the ring.
Liguan blocked Wang Qing’s slaying sword. Although the corners of his mouth were stained with blood, he was also shocked, but his eyes were disdainful.
"Although this sword is powerful, it is wishful thinking to want this recruit to kill me." liguan laughed.
Just as Li Guanxin was talking, Wang Qing’s mouth smiled strangely. liguan’s secret passage was not good, but it was too late to see Wang Qing’s long sword make an arc along Li Guangang’s claw arm and instantly cut his neck.
"eh?"
Li Guan’s one leng, the strongest sword just now was not Wang Qing’s killing move, but the strange sword that cut his throat.
The strongest sword is masculine and poor, but the last sword is feminine and weird.
"liguan, even though you practiced martial arts, you still died in my sword," Wang Qing said with a smile. "The last sword was that I became a master fighter to create my own fencing skills. How about it?"
It’s the first time that Wang Qing, a feminine and bizarre fencing trick, has made it public, even Wang Yue doesn’t know it.
Wang Yue nodded secretly. "Sister’s unique skill of fencing has brought femininity to the extreme, which should be realized by her at the water’s edge or in rainy days."
Xiaoyuan was happy to see that Wang Qing had won. "What a big lady finally killed liguan, an old thief."
Emperor Qianlong saw that liguan got up from the dragon chair and shouted "Li Lao"
"Master killed her." Emperor Qianlong pointed to Wang Qing and shouted to Master Chen, "Master, help me kill this bitch. I can give you whatever you want."
Master Chen’s eyebrows a wrinkly said, "Huang liguan and Wang Qing are fighting in the ring fair and square, and life and death are determined by fate. Since liguan is dead, you can blame him for his poor academic skills. Now you want the old man and me to kill Wang Qing in the ring, but it doesn’t make any sense."
Wang Yue got up and laughed. "Master Chen Qianlong was a Manchu emperor. When did Manchu ever talk to us Han people?"
Wang Yueyin is like Lei Yin rolling in the Forbidden City and exploding all over Beijing.
Wang Yue got up, and everyone’s face changed, including the young living Buddha and Master Chen. Wang Yue’s skill was so strong that the great master turned pale.
"liguan is a drop of blood, leading the villagers in my Wangs town. Although he personally killed them, he was not the culprit." Wang Yue stepped into the ring step by step.