The hall was mostly the best friends of the Seventh Prince. When they saw that the Seventh Prince had the upper hand, they cheered loudly, but in a moment, the sound of the rainbow cheering just now was silent. On the field, Zhang Shixin waved his hand, and the paper fan flew out, and three rustling sounds turned into three invisible murderous auras, attacking the Seventh Prince. The power was no longer under the Seventh Prince's sword technique. The Seventh Prince did not dare to be careless. He turned his body and took two steps back with his right hand. He stood with a single sword. With a move of "drawing the knife to cut off the water" and a knife was heard. At the edge of the blade, the sound of breaking the broken sound was endless, and the fragments flew. The paper fan also turned into pieces and fell down with the edge of the blade. However, the momentum of this sword was not yet completed, and the blade was about to fall. With a loud bang, it split a square table in the hall in half. The depth of the sword technique was really horrifying!

Zhang Shixin was shocked. He wanted to be arrogant and fight against the enemy with empty hands, but seeing that the Seventh Prince had pinched a knife, he didn't dare to be too careless. He just used a paper fan. Unexpectedly, after this fight, he did not take advantage of it and almost lost his life. Then he put away his carelessness and looked at the Seventh Prince and beat him up to the sky. "The Seventh Prince is worthy of being the number one master in Kyoto. Once he fought today, he realized that the Prince was not worthy of being a false reputation!"

The Seventh Prince stood up and his chest was filled with a proud look on his face. He stared at Zhang Shixin and said lightly: "You are too rewarded. You are just a trick of being a scammer, not worth mentioning!"

When Zhang Shixin heard the words of the Seventh Prince, he felt very contemptuous, and frowned and said to himself: "You think I'm afraid of you!" He stretched his left hand and pulled out a soft sword from his waist. Xiao Yun saw the fish intestine sword that was as soft as willow branches and quite like Lu Chuchu, but it was more than a foot longer than the fish intestine sword. Under the night, the sword blade emitted a cold light, which was very scary.

The Seventh Prince narrowed his eyes and looked at the long sword, and said lightly: "It's a good sword! What a pity?"

When Zhang Shixin first heard him praise his sword, he looked happy. This cold light sword was made of gold in Tianshan Mountain. The sword was softer than willow branches and could cut off the hair. It was extremely sharp. It was really rare to have a good sword. He rarely used swords on weekdays, but it was not his sword skills. Today, seeing the Seventh Prince's sword skills were fascinated by the swordsmanship, he became competitive for a while and had to draw out the cold light sword.

"Since the prince is not in his eyes, then he might as well accompany the prince for two more moves!" After saying that, he stopped answering, and the cold light sword flashed, and the long sword turned into a long rainbow path and stabbed towards the seventh prince.

There was no sign of a long time now. I was filled with horror just now, and it was like a different person. If anyone would say that this person was a gentle scholar at this time, I am afraid that no one would believe it.

The sword went very quickly. The Seventh Prince was unprepared and suddenly saw such a sharp sword stabbing. He was really panicked. Fortunately, he had excellent martial arts skills. Seeing the sword stabbing, he was not so panicked. As soon as he stepped back, he turned his body and dodged a sword. He knew that Zhang Shixin seemed to have already calculated his retreat. When the sword reached the middle of the way, it suddenly turned into a sharp sword and actually cut towards the Seventh Prince's wrist. This was too sudden. The Seventh Prince's right hand was holding the sword and had no time to avoid it. Seeing that the sword cut off his right hand from his wrist. The little princess in the crowd screamed in a scream, saying that Shi Chi was fast, and he didn't know how the Seventh Prince's body movement was moving. In just a moment, the sword was originally half an inch away from his right wrist. In an instant, the distance became slightly more than one zhang.

Everyone in the hall and the worried princess who squinted their eyes were relieved to see the seventh prince being safe and sound. A guard standing next to Zhao Huan was in a state of great atmosphere and immediately cursed: "You sinister villain, you are a sinister villain, I am plotting against my prince while my prince is not prepared. What a hero!" His voice was very loud, and everyone present could hear it clearly. Although he thought it was a competition, Zhang Shixin's sneak attack without warning just now. Everyone in the hall saw it clearly. At this time, when the guard shouted and scolded, no one thought he was wrong.

Ye Dexin was angry when he heard this, and smiled and said, "This is a soldier who is never tired of deceit. If you want to blame, you can only blame the Tartars for being too stupid!" His words were sent out slowly with internal strength and immediately spread throughout the hall. The civil servants were fine after hearing this, but when the generals heard it, they were still safe. Many people were going to compete with Ye Dexin. But when they saw the gloomy face of the Seventh Prince during the fight, everyone scolded a few more times in disappointment, but no one came forward.

At this time, the two of them fought a few more moves in the hall. Zhang Shixin took the cold light sword and his power increased a lot. At this time, the sword fell and the second sword started again. The sword technique was much more powerful than the previous one. Seeing that his sword technique was extraordinary, the Seventh Prince knew that he had encountered an enemy today, so he did not dare to be careless and calmed down. When the sword technique approached, he had just unfolded his body and jumped backwards. Although his body was extremely huge, his footsteps were extremely fast.

Flexible, Zhang Shixin stabbed several swords, but all of them were lost. He couldn't help but feel impatient. After stabbing a sword, he sneered: "The Seventh Prince, I often hear people say that the number one master in Kyoto. The Seventh Prince's martial arts are excellent, and he is really a well-known figure. When I see him today, I realized that what the world said was definitely not. The prince and the prince were fighting with him, and he was blindly dodging with his own pace. Could it be that he was afraid that he would not succeed!"

Zhang Shixin said and attacked two stops. The Seventh Prince kept retreating, and his face turned red. During the fight, Xiao Yun saw his calm expression and was not moved at all. He couldn't help but admire his calmness. In later history books, what Emperor Hui of Yuan was said to be useless, but now from the perspective of Xiao Yun's modern people in the 21st century, as far as he faced Zhang Shixin's calmness was much more than the princes of the Song Dynasty in the previous period, the later princes of the Ming Dynasty were more useful than those of the later princes of the Ming Dynasty. In this way, the Seventh Prince was not useless. Otherwise, with his arrogant and domineering attitude, how could Emperor Hui of Yuan to allow him to live until now?

Just as Xiao Yun was thinking, the Seventh Prince and Zhang Shixin took two more moves. The Seventh Prince was retreating step by step as before. Zhang Shixin was as fast as a sword. In the shadow of the sword light, only a sound of broken gold and jade was buzzing.

Since the Seventh Prince walked down the hall, his eyes never left his father. Seeing the Seventh Prince retreating step by step, the smaller woman couldn't help but pull Xiao Yun's wrist and said worriedly: "Brother Xiao, do you think my father will lose?" His tone completely lost the domineering aura he had just now. He heard Xiao Yun move, and he never left the Seventh Prince since the Seventh Prince drew his sword and pointed at Zhang Shixin. At first, he saw the two fighting each other. He paid attention to the safety of the Seventh Prince and did not pay attention to the tricks of the two.

At this moment, when the little princess asked, she watched the moves of the two carefully. After watching for a while, Zhang Shixin was as fast as a sword. Each sword almost seriously injured the Seventh Prince. However, Xiao Yun could see at a glance that the two of them had martial arts cultivation. Although the Seventh Prince kept avoiding, they could hide just the right amount every time. As the saying goes, you are not afraid of hiding well, but you are afraid of hiding well. The Seventh Prince could hide well every time. The skill under his feet was enough to surpass Zhang Shixin, let alone the big sword in his hand had not yet taken action.

"Don't worry, the prince won't lose!" Xiao Yun turned his face and smiled slightly at the little princess, while tightening his right hand with the little hand that was placed tightly on the palm of his hand.

The little princess turned red, nodded slightly, then raised her face, stared at Xiao Yun with big watery eyes and nodded heavily. Obviously, she believed in Xiao Yun's judgment.

Just as the two were talking, Zhang Shixin's sword skills were unfolded one by one. This time the sword skills had changed a little more than before. Zhang Shixin's cold light sword flashed. Every time he attacked a sword, he moved his feet one step, mostly to lift, fall, advance, retreat, break, attack, crush, cover, and pour it down. He looked like a drunken drunk man, but his sword skills were much sharper than before. Xiao Yun found that the seventh prince who had been relied on his flexible feet, under Zhang Shixin's pounce, tiger, "flew over", "cross his legs", "cutting his legs", "falling his legs", "planting the monument", "bounced the ground", "falling fork", "knocking the fork", "knocking the zombie", "hiding the fork", "knocking the zombie", "hiding the fork", "knocking the zombie", "hiding the fork", "knocking the zombie", "drawing the fork", "knocking the zombie", "drawing the zombie", "drawing the fork", "knocking the zombie", "drawing the zombie", "drawing the zombie", "drawing the zombie", "drawing the zombie", "drawing the zombie", "drawing the zombie", "drawing the zombie", "drawing the zombie", "drawing the zombie", "drawing the zombie", "drawing the zombie", "drawing the zombie", "drawing the zombie", "drawing the zombie", "drawing the zombie", "drawing the zombie", "drawing the zombie", "drawing the zombie", "drawing the zombie", "drawing the zombie", "drawing the zombie

"Brother Xiao, why do you think my father just hides? Could it be that the thief's sword technique is really so powerful that he can't fight back?"

Xiao Yun took his eyes back from the Seventh Prince, as if he was thinking about something. He smiled for a moment and said, "Don't worry, your father is not hiding, he is watching!"

The little princess frowned, thought for a moment, suddenly said "Ah..." and laughed, "I understand. My father must have discovered that the man's sword technique is powerful and he couldn't find a flaw for a while, so he kept avoiding it. In order to better see the man's sword technique, am I right? Brother Xiao...?"

Her voice was not loud, but now everyone in the hall held their breath and quietly opened their voices, so her lips were spitting out, and everyone in the hall could hear it clearly. Many people then looked like they suddenly realized, followed several generals and laughed at Zhang Blame's trust and said, "I'll just say that, how can this thief's martial arts be the opponent of my prince? He doesn't deserve to carry his shoes, haha...haha...haha..."

In the laughter, Xiao Yun noticed that Zhao Huan's face changed. Xiao Yun sneered: "It's true that it's related to Zhang Shicheng!" From the moment Xiao Yun saw Zhao Huan use General Pei's sword technique, Xiao Yun had a bold idea in his mind, that was, Zhao Huan was related to the old man in Xiangshan Temple. The old man was willing to risk his life to night to rescue Li Bosheng, so that Xiao Yun could vaguely guess that the old man must be doing things for Zhang Shicheng, otherwise he would not have to save Li Bosheng. From the moment the old man saved people, to the moment when Zhao Huanwu General Pei's sword technique, and Zhang Shixin's sudden road surface, all of this suddenly became clear, but it was not the time to untie Zhao Huan's true face.

Everything will be contested in front of the palace three days later.

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Chapter completed!