Chu Qingyan stepped out of the crowd and looked generous.

"How do you compare? Two wins or three?"

As soon as her voice fell, the soldiers on Pang Huang's side immediately had an argument.

"His Royal Highness, winning these people is a very simple thing, why would you waste time with them?"

"Yeah, maybe this man is trying to play tricks! Your Royal Highness, think twice!"

The ears were full of noise, and Pang Huang's eyes were sternly swept away. Everyone felt his majesty and couldn't say much.

"Is it possible that you would teach me how to be a prince? Would it be better for me to sit in this position instead of you?" Pang Huang's eyes looked like cold arrows, and he was clearly angry.

"Don't dare." His Royal Highness's means. They had already received it during this time, so they retreated in fear, saying no more words.

"It seems your people are very disapproving." Chu Qingyan hugged his shoulders and said coolly.

One of Pang Huangwen laughed, "I'm the one who competes with you, so I don't need to care about people who don't matter."

After a moment of silence, he continued, "As long as you can pass a hundred moves under my hand, you will win, and you will win or lose in a game."

"Hundred strokes?" Chu Qingyan gave him a suspicious look. At the beginning, she had a few tricks with him on the Fuli Mountains. She knew that his martial arts were extremely powerful, but she was trained by the big ice cubes herself. It won't be worse.

"Yes, if you beat me within a hundred strokes, you still win, do you dare to fight?" Pang Huang looked at her with eager eyes.

"Draw your sword!"

Chu Qingyan did not hesitate to take out the soft sword in his waist, and answered his words with action. The silvery white practice was soft and firm, and it gave out a dazzling white light in the sun, shining on her face, firmly.

Pang Huang smiled admiringly and pulled out his own weapon.

"Study, point it out," he emphasized.

He wouldn't say such a thing if it was on weekdays, but the person in front of him made him think of talents at the beginning.

Chu Qingyan didn't talk, because she couldn't guarantee whether it was a little so far.

The two armies stepped back and made room for the two.

One is the prince of Nan Canggui, and the other is Qingxuan Qingxi, both of whom are of good looks. They stand together and are pleasing to the eye, but at the moment they are arrogant and arrogant.

Chu Qingyan didn't want to delay time any more. Hengjian stepped forward and attacked Pang Huang very quickly.

When she first learned leg work with Qixing and stream light, she made a bold idea, that is, to combine leg work with light work. After success, she combined swordsmanship, so maybe her internal force Not the strongest, but her sword moves are fast, and dodge is the few best.

So at the beginning, when Pang Huang saw that the momentum was in the air, she froze. When she was on the snow mountain, she did not use all her strength, but he slowly bent her lips, Chu Yan, How many flash points do you have?

When speed and moves are combined, it will have the effect of doing more with less.

When Pang Huang took her first move, she stepped back a little, but he didn't care, resisted her sword and bounced hard.

Chu Qingyan rolled over in mid-air and waved his sword at him again.

She fired at the beginning, not to suppress him. She knew very well that Pang Huang was a tricky opponent. She wanted such a dense attack, and then he had no time to take care of it. In this way, she can seize the opportunity.

When Pang Huang saw the move, she was always in a passive position. In his impression, she was not a radical person. At the moment, she seemed to be desperate, and this gave him a guess in his heart.

In the eyes of outsiders, the two are very fast. If they are not martial arts to a certain extent, they can't see the movements of the two, and they only feel powerful enough to make them bystanders unbearable Keep backing.

The two separated after one intercourse, Chu Qingyan took two steps to stand still, panting slightly, at this time both wives were sweating.

There was a flash of surprise in Pang Huang's eyes. He had met so many people, and rarely encountered such an unorderly, but orderly play.

His eyes were strong, and he stared at the person standing opposite.

The red lining made her white and beautiful, and the beads of sweat on her cheeks shone in the shimmering light under the sun's rays. For a moment, he shook him.

As if he could not see the person in front of him, he left only a pair of clean and clear eyes, shaking in front of him.

The mountain breeze blew through, bringing coolness and refreshment, his eyes returned to clear, his lips lifted, as if smiling.

"Chu Yan, do you remember what I said to you on Fuli Mountain?"

Chu Qingyan looked at his tough face, squinted, wondering what he meant in his words.

"I said that I am a talented person. As long as you are willing to leave Xiao Xu, I will give you endless glory and riches." Pang Huang looked at her with a word of words, expressing her seriousness.

I guarantee that you will have nothing to worry about in your life.

This remark made Chu Qingyan recall that he had said the same thing to himself at the beginning.

Chu Qingyan first froze at his attachment, then raised an eyebrow, and whispered to him, "I'm not a fickle person. What was the answer at the beginning, and what answer is today."

She didn't want to talk nonsense anymore, just before she had caught the flaws of his tricks in the match, and he couldn't help but swing his sword forward.

Once again she was so resolutely rejected, Pang Huang was a little jealous of Xiao Xu, and there were such loyal subordinates around her. When she struck, she showed no mercy, raised her internally, and stopped dealing with her.

Pang Huang's move suddenly changed, but she did not expect it, she immediately changed the attack's move.

Could it be that he had reservations about her just to build up his strength and wait to fight her?

Pang Huang saw that she was a bit helpless, and with her pride in her eyes, she beheaded her without mercy.

At this point, even Cheng Yanluo, who was out of the field, could see that Chu Qingyan was gradually at a disadvantage, and could not help. He couldn't help but raise his throat and stared at the two, his heart anxiously nowhere to express.

In a blink of an eye, Pang Huang's severe offensive approached.

She clenched the sword in her hand, and the sword light in front of her seemed to disappear, showing what happened to her in the past few years.

Laughing and swearing, sorrow and joy.

now.

If she retires, she can save her life, but the result will undoubtedly be defeated.

If you go, why should you have a chance, or you will be killed by Huang Quan.

However, she has no way back.

In reality, she can't stand her life.

Because she still has love to guard.