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Chapter Three Hundred and Thirty Second

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The hall suddenly became quiet, but everyone's eyes looked at Queen Xinyue in panic. They didn't understand why Queen Xinyue agreed to take the risk? Queen Xinyue glanced at the sword in her hand, then raised her head and looked at Linghu Hui:

"Master Linghu, Xianyue understands it."

When everyone in the hall heard this, they couldn't help but gather their angry eyes on Qin Shuang, and they all thought to themselves that this playboy was making trouble again, and the Xinyue Kingdom would sooner or later be humiliated because of her.

If the eyes could kill people at this time, Qin Shuang would have been lingchi long ago.

"Hahaha..." Linghu Hui smiled a few times and said, "Her Majesty the Queen, the sword has no eyes, and it is even more dangerous to have a sword with spiritual patterns. If you are injured or even die by your own sword light, don't blame me."

Qin Xianyue sneered, "You must remember this sentence yourself. If your followers die under my sword, don't be embarrassed and angry."

Linghu Hui's face darkened, she waved her hand and said, "Then let's start."

Everyone retreated to the sides and gave out the center of the hall. Qin Xianyue held the sword and walked to the center of the hall. Linghu Hui's followers stood thirty meters away from Queen Xinyue with their shields. They saluted to Queen Xinyue:

"please!"

"please!"

Queen Xinyue returned the gift elegantly, then straightened her body, not daring to be careless in her heart, and poured all the spiritual power in her body into the long sword in her hand frantically.

“Buzz…”

The long sword vibrated and emitted a pleasant buzz, and the circular pattern on the sword released a dazzling light.

"drink!"

Qin Xianyueqing shouted, held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and slashed towards the Martial King opposite. The warrior immediately raised his shield, hid his body behind, and at the same time injected the spiritual power in his body into the spiritual patterns of the shield crazily.

“Buzz…”

The shield shone brightly, and the Martial King behind the shield looked relaxed. He was full of confidence in the shield made by Linghu Hui. As a follower of Linghu Hui, he knew Linghu Hui's abilities very well. Although he was narrow-minded, his spiritual patterns were amazing. The spiritual patterns he made could exceed 10% of the power of ordinary masters. The power of the second-level spiritual patterns master-level spiritual patterns produced can be increased by 30%, which is not something that a fifteen-year-old child can defeat.

He also knew that the spiritual pattern made by Linghu Hui had a rebound effect. As long as the opponent could not cut through the spiritual pattern on the shield with one sword, the power released by the opponent would be rebounded exponentially. Even if the Queen of Xinyue did not die, she would be seriously injured. Thinking of this, a sarcastic look appeared in his eyes.

"boom……"

With a loud bang, the sword light released by Queen Xinyue hit the shield, and the King of Martial Arts felt an irresistible force rushing towards him.

"puff……"

He squirted out a mouthful of blood and kept retreating. The bluestone bricks under his feet were stomped by him...

"Bang……"

The shield in his hand suddenly shattered, and the warrior finally couldn't hold his body steady, his body flew backwards, and his back hit the wall. The spiritual patterns on the wall flickered, and the warrior's body fell down the wall and fainted.

Almost everyone opened their mouths wide, only Nian En and others who had seen the power of the spiritual patterns carved by Qinshuang, had no surprise on their faces, only fanaticism.

Linghu Hui looked at the fainted King of Wu in a daze, then looked at the long sword in Queen Xianyue's hand, and finally fell on Qin Shuang's body and blurted out:

"Are you a human or a ghost?"

Even Master Linghu is like this, let alone others. At this time, their hearts can only be described as shock. They watched the sword lights shot out by Queen Xinyue smash the spiritual shield created by Master Lingyue. The power had long exceeded the power of Qinxianyue, the early stage of Martial King.

Sima Ning only felt a chill on his back. At this moment, he felt that Qin Xianyue had this sword and her strength had greatly improved. She was raised to a level that scared him.

"Dangdangdang..."

The shroud of the shield fell from the air to the ground, pulling everyone back from their shock.

The eldest princess Qin Meiyu said astonished: "What's going on?"

The second prince Qinwu then said, "How did this power come about?"

The third prince Qin Luo said blankly: "Is this possessed by the God of Martial Arts?"

The Sixth Princess Qin Yun turned her head stiffly and looked at Qin Shuang, and said slowly: "Monster..."

Qin Wudi glared at Qin Yun fiercely. Can monsters say whatever they want? So he said calmly:

"No, it's God, the future god of the spiritual pattern world!"

Qin Shuang originally wanted to use this to make a high-profile move to greatly increase her prestige. But now seeing everyone's reactions, she was a little too much, so she had to give up this idea and smiled bitterly:

"Don't think about it all. This is a new spiritual pattern I innovated with the help of Master Nian a few days ago."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. With the help of Master Nian, Qin Shuang didn't want to discuss this anymore, so she said lightly towards Linghu Hui:

"It's your turn to fulfill your promise!"

Linghu Hui's face turned purple, and his heart was extremely ashamed and angry. He was so humiliated by a second-level spiritual pattern master. This was something he had never experienced before. His eyes looked at Qin Shuang were full of anger. At this moment, he only wanted to take revenge on Qin Shuang, so why did he think of any promises?

promise!

After all, these two words are attached very much between warriors and Confucians. Among them, the warriors pursue the true meaning of martial arts and seek the way of immortality, and attach great importance to promises.

However, Confucians are pursuing the true meaning of Confucianism and Taoism. They take it as their responsibility to cultivate themselves, manage their families, govern the country and pacify the world, and also attach great importance to promises.

But the spiritual pattern master is different!

To put it bluntly, spiritual pattern masters are a means of making a living. They make spiritual patterns to sell money. Of course, there are spiritual pattern masters with noble minds. They want to seek the great way through spiritual patterns, but that is a minority after all. Most spiritual pattern masters carry a smell of copper, so they do not attach much importance to promises.

There is a saying in the spiritual pattern world that does not break the promise, but is just because the price is not enough.

At this time, Linghu Hui had this mentality and could not care about any promises. He had only one thought in his mind, that was, to die, and to destroy the kingdom of Xinyue, so that he could cleanse the humiliation he suffered today.

"Qin Shuang!" Linghu Hui stood up slowly, her face full of ferociousness: "You die in front of me immediately now, I will spare the Xinyue Kingdom, otherwise I will let the Xinyue Kingdom destroy the country!"

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