The last game.

Gao Yao looked at Su Che and Wanhualou, and said with a smile, "Search to compete and fight, click until."

Wanhualou curled his lips and said, "Su Che, do you need to rest for a while?"

"No need." Su Che said: "It's been half a quarter of an hour, enough."

Wanhualou smiled and used his light skills and flew into the ring.

"It seems that he has not neglected to practice." Fang Jingran glanced at him and said with relief.

Concubine Wan smiled so hard that her eyebrows were bent, "That's natural, he has always worked hard."

"But I didn't expect that Su Che could do the martial arts of the Tianshan Sword Sect." Fang Jingran looked at Su Dingyuan opposite and suddenly said, "I heard that Zhou Tu's daughter had left without saying goodbye a few days ago?"

Zhou Tu is Zhou Zijin's father, the once famous Ren Xia of Daliang, who died to assassinate Yan Kang.

Su Dingyuan said: "My daughter is grown up, and it's time to go out to see the world, not to part without saying goodbye."

"Oh." Fang Jingran nodded, "I forgot that she is still a disciple of Zixu Zhenjun."

Nowadays, no matter whether it is martial arts or practice, there are no Buddhist or Taoist schools. The other hundred schools of thought may have martial arts masters, but except for Confucianism, they are not prosperous or unrevealed.

The Tianshan Sword Sect belongs to the Taoist sect, Zixu Zhenjun, the current leader of the Tianshan Sword Sect, Nu Guan, and Ye Ziyun's master. Of course, there is also a grudge between Su Dingyuan and her.

Fang Jingran's words are not without profound meaning.

Su Dingyuan smiled faintly, "I have forgotten everything about Chen Zhimao and I have almost forgotten it."

Concubine Wan was a little curious, "What is Your Majesty talking about?"

"Forget it, since Su Aiqing doesn't want to mention it, then let's not talk about it." Fang Jingran smiled and said, "It's better to see who this martial arts top scholar will fall on."

On the ring, the folding fan of Wanhua Tower slowly opened.

"I didn't expect that in the end, you and I will compete for the leader." He said.

Su Che also said: "I didn't expect it."

"Do you think you can win?" Wanhualou asked.

"It depends on you." Su Che said.

Wanhualou sneered, "The advantage of words and words."

"Then, you can't win." Su Che said.

Wanhualou didn't say anything anymore and rushed over directly.

His body movement is very strange, and there are many afterimages when moving, which are fast and bizarre and difficult to distinguish.

Su Che drew his sword and stabbed it out with one sword.

bite!

The tip of the sword touched the white jade fan bone, and the true qi attached to the folding fan collapsed, and cracks appeared on the ivory jade fan bone.

Wanhualou's eyes showed an unexpected look, and then he slapped it out with a palm.

The palm emerges like a dragon, which makes people feel trembling.

Su Che's eyes were dazed in a trance, but the other party's palm was already here, so he simply held his breath slightly and resisted the palm.

Dong!

It was like beating a sluggish drum, Wanhualou's wrist trembled, and a pain flashed across his face.

Although his move of the Dragon Shocking Palm is a magical martial art, and his killing is not obvious, no one can get hit hard with his body. Even a person wearing armor will suffer internal injuries when he is hit by this palm.

But the person in front of me didn't even shake, as if it were normal.

Between this palm, Su Che had already fallen his sword, the sword was cut and the fan bone was shattered, the white jade splashed, and the fan surface was driven by the sword wind.

Wanhualou hurriedly abandoned the fan, stepped on his feet, and his body retreated.

But Su Che naturally would not give him a phone call. The long sword came out like a post, following his figure, and the sword edge was three inches away from Wanhualou's throat.

The extremely cold chill made Wanhualou's hair stand on its body. At this moment, looking at the expressionless man in front of him, he actually felt that the other party was about to stab him to death with a sword.

No, this is not an illusion. Wanhualou was shocked, he was just going to kill himself!

Immediately, he shouted angrily, and when he retreated, his palms closed forward, and there was a golden light flowing on it, and he actually planned to seize the sword directly.

Then, he saw the sword-holder and seemed to sneer.

"No, let go!" Gao Yao's face, who had been paying close attention in the pavilion, changed and he hurriedly sent a message.

But although Wanhualou heard it, it was slower.

How could the sound transmission enters the secret be faster than Su Che's sword? Wanhualou cried out with a bitter cry, and blood splashed on his palms, which were originally surrounded by golden light, and a dark and unpretentious long sword directly hit his throat.

And he had retreated to the edge of the arena, and half a foot behind him was a rippling pond.

Wanhualou's hands trembled, and blood dripped from his palms, unable to even handle the empty hand.

Su Che withdrew his sword, clasped his fists, "Take it."

Concubine Wan suddenly stood up, but seemed to be scruples. She opened her mouth several times but did not make a sound. She just looked at the arena with anxious eyes, anger, and angry.

Outside the pavilion, many people looked like they were smiling and had the intention of watching the fun.

"The Kingdee Palm did not block his sword." Yushu whispered: "But it was just that his hands were injured by the sword energy, and his skin was injured, so it was not in the way."

Although Concubine Wan felt a little relieved, she still felt hatred in her eyes.

Fang Jingran pulled her sleeve and said, "It is inevitable that the competition will be injured, which will let Xiaohua know that she is inadequate and make progress in the future."

Concubine Wan sat down obediently.

Su Dingyuan didn't say anything, just drank tea.

On the ring, Wanhualou's face was pale and ferocious due to the severe pain of his hands. Of course, he had a sense of his own injury. The sword injury was flesh and blood, but he could feel a faint but continuous breath lingering in the wound. When his inner qi came into contact with it, he was like a mud cow entering the sea, and he could not heal at all.

As a result, his hands still couldn't stop spasming.

"You are so brave." Wanhualou gritted his teeth, "You actually dare to use a trick with me."

Su Che turned around and walked out of the ring without responding.

"I haven't given up yet." Wanhualou's hands fell, trembling from time to time, and blood fell down drop by drop.

Su Che paused, "You have lost."

He looked at the figure walking out of the pavilion. It was Gao Yao, and he should tell the outcome of the game at this time.

"As long as I don't admit defeat, he will not dare to speak." Wanhualou grinned.

Su Che looked back at him and frowned slightly, "You are like this now, and you still have the energy to fight again?"

Wanhualou showed his murderous intent without any concealment, "Either you fall down or kill me."

Su Che smiled, "Are you trying to play a rogue?"

Wanhualou grinned his teeth, "If you have the ability, you will beat me to death."

After the words came, he walked forward towards Su Che.

Although he can't use both hands now, he can also use other martial arts besides his hands. As he said, as long as he can stand up, the competition will not end.

The people watching the pond were quite confused about the current situation. Because Wanhualou was deliberately suppressed by speaking, few people heard what he said clearly.

Of course, Gao Yao heard it clearly. He was standing by the pond at this time. Although he was angry about Wanhualou's words just now, he did not show any of them on his face. Instead, he looked at the man sitting in the pavilion with helplessness and asking for help.

Fang Jingran didn't look at him.

"You just want the fame of this martial arts top scholar?" Su Che asked, looking at the person who walked in front of him.

Wanhualou sneered, "Yes, what, you?"

He thought the other party was going to give in, but before he could finish his words, a severe pain came from his stomach and he flew out.

Thump,
Chapter completed!