Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 1163 Moonlight
"The tone is loud."

Xu Bingqing looked at Ying Xun who was glaring at her, and sneered, "What can you do as a sixth grade?"

Besides, he got angry when she just said the last sentence. This so-called heir of the former Qin Dynasty was too impatient.

Xu Bingqing looked at the young man with burning eyes, and felt it was funny.

It is ridiculous that the only living prince of the former Qin Dynasty would be so angry because of a betrothed princess.

She was also a figure who could often come and go to the royal family in the Northern Wei Dynasty. She knew better than anyone how hypocritical the so-called family relationship between the royal family was. When things were going well, everyone could still play it, but when it came to interests and the throne, those "relatives" would tear their faces apart. faster than anyone else.

What kind of father and son, mother and son, brothers, they are more enemies than enemies.

The most hypocritical of these is the relationship between brother and sister.

Even if it is the younger sister who loves and loves like a pearl and a jade since she was a child, even if she cried bitterly and talked about her grief when she got married, it doesn't mean that she will marry if she is married.

Xu Bingqing sneered when he thought of Yelujing, the princess of the Northern Wei Dynasty who was married to the former Qin Dynasty.

Yelujing is the younger sister of the second prince of the Northern Wei Dynasty and one mother. After marrying in the former Qin Dynasty, she heard that the second prince had been ill for a full month. Now it has been almost three months, but she got out of bed.I heard that half a month ago, she just married a new concubine.

It is said that he used this to comfort his sister's grief of marrying away.

Xu Bingqing felt disgusted.

These men in the royal family are more disgusting than each other.

Xu Bingqing couldn't help but sneer when she thought that the person Yelujing married was the notorious cousin of the young man in front of her.

She just scolded Ying Baoyue. As a real brother, Ying Hanri would not stand up for her. How dare this cousin who was raised in Nanchu jump out and teach her a lesson?
It was just a gift from the former Qin royal family to Nan Chu for peace.

It's disgusting.

Looking at the moon-white long sword in Ying Xun's hand, Xu Bingqing felt even more disgusted.

Men in the royal family are disgusting, and practitioners are equally disgusting.

In order to upgrade, to break through, anything can be done.

Back then in Beihan Pavilion, Xu Bingqing had personally seen a man who sold his wife and children in exchange for a Breakthrough Pill.

"Your sword looks really clean," Xu Bingqing stared at Ying Xun maliciously and said, "It's a pity that it doesn't match you."

The cleaner the sword Ying Xun took out, the more uncomfortable she felt. Even though she was in such a position and from such a background, she wanted to pretend to be a brother and sister in front of her.

Except for that person, she has never seen a clean practitioner at all.

But Ji Jiashu is barely counted, otherwise Xu Bingqing would not let gossip link her with him.

However, Xu Bingqing didn't expect that Ying Xun would not be angry when he heard her say that.

"Really?" Ying Xun's eyes fell on the moon-white long sword in his hand, but the originally angry eyes calmed down, "This sword really doesn't match me."

He said softly, "This is my father's sword."

Xu Bingqing was stunned for a moment, and was at a loss for words for a while, because everyone in the whole continent knew that although the former Qin prince had no outstanding talents, he had a father with impeccable virtue.

Even she couldn't find words to slander the eldest son of the emperor for a while, because since she was a child, there was no old man around her who said bad things about the prince.

"So what?" Xu Bingqing forced himself to take a deep breath, and pulled out the Qingyan sword by his side with his backhand, laughing ironically, "Could it be that your father can help you defeat your opponent?"

Everyone in the whole continent knows that although Ying Xun's father was immaculate in virtue, he had no talent for cultivation, and he was only at the tenth rank when he died. There is nothing to be afraid of the sword left by such a practitioner.

"I am the one who wants to defeat you," Ying Xun said lightly, "Let's start."

The indifference in Ying Xun's eyes angered Xu Bingqing again, and she slowly raised her long sword.

"court death."

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……

With a bang, the bell that started on the high platform rang.

On the high platform, when the bell rang, the figures of the two moved at the same time.

With a bang, the aftermath of the collision of the two swords caused everyone in the audience to cover their ears!

"What are these two doing? Is it a killer move?"

The crowd trembled, and the surrounding crowd screamed. Chen Zichu covered his ears, and looked at the scene on the stage and exclaimed in amazement.

Xu Bingqing held the Qingyan Sword in his hand, and used the Frost Flower Fourteen Swords with his first sword. The large ice flowers condensed in mid-air, forming a very strange and murderous picture with the blue flame of the Qingyan Sword. The huge amount of real energy output made the entire formation tremble.

Xu Bingqing used his true energy to suppress people like this in the previous few games. Everyone was not too surprised to see this scene, but before facing Xu Bingqing's big move, the practitioners on the opposite side chose it immediately. Save your strength and dodge with all your strength.

But Ying Xun didn't do that.

"Daddy, look quickly, that brother's sword is also blooming!"

Children's childish exclamations sounded from the audience, and Ying Baoyue stared at the young man on the high platform with wide eyes.

That is another kind of flower.

A gust of cold wind blew past a few red leaves, and a bright flame that was redder than the red leaves rose from Ying Xun's long sword.

Like a star.

Dongfeng puts flowers and thousands of trees at night.More blowing down, the stars are like rain.

Ying Baoyue had seen such a scene at the Jixia Banquet.

This is a high-level fire sword technique that is not often seen in fire mage battles.

The sword fire on Ying Xun's sword floated up in twos and threes, like the lights of thousands of families lit up in the dark night.

"Fire Art No.11 Sword."

Looking at this scene, Ji Jiashu murmured, "The lights are dim."

Fire method No.11 sword, dimly lit.

He remembered this sword. The last time he saw this move was at the Jixia Banquet when Ying Xun and Meng Shi represented their respective countries to compete for the qualification to start first in the primary ceremony.

Fire Sword is the only sword sect other than Water Sword that has sword techniques beyond ten strokes, but sword techniques after ten strokes rarely appear on the battlefield because of the difficulty of use and the high consumption of practitioners. Hit and kill big move.

On the high platform, in the grand formation, Ying Xun's sword fire and Xu Bingqing's frost flower collided to create huge sparks, like countless fireworks blooming, colliding beautifully and killing each other.

Ji Jiashu didn't expect that Ying Xun would be so brave. Facing the big move of a high-ranking person, he didn't choose to dodge, but also used the big move to confront Xu Bingqing head-on!

The light brushed against Xu Bingqing's cheeks, almost burning her cheeks, and Xu Bingqing suddenly became furious.

"court death!"

Xu Bingqing yelled angrily, the light of the sword in his hand changed, and he changed his moves continuously in an instant, using the sharpest sword move among the fourteen swords of Frost Flower.

"It happened!"

Ji Jiashu's pupils contracted, and Xu Bingqing was recklessly pulling out the bottom-of-the-box swordsmanship, but in such a head-to-head situation, Xu Bingqing might be able to hold on, but Ying Xun, who was of a lower rank, would definitely not be able to catch it!
With a bang, surrounded by sword fire, blood overflowed from the corner of Ying Xun's mouth.

Chi Chi several times, his whole body was also cut several cracks by Xu Bingqing's sword wind.

"Young master!" Huo Zhan's mournful cry sounded from the audience.

Ying Baoyue looked at the bleeding boy on the stage, clenched his fists tightly under his sleeves, and lowered his head reluctantly.

However, at this moment, a gentle male voice suddenly came from her ear.

"Head up."

"look at me."

　look at him.I will always be poked into tears by this father and son, and I want to cry as I write.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)