The Empress of Men's Clothes in Huanyun Pavilion

The result is obvious, although Ran Haoyu's martial arts is also very good, but Yan Jingxu stole a chance at a flashy moment, and Yan Jingxu won in the end.

"This time Yanluo Palace won, and Nanyang Palace will fight against Yanluo Palace next."

Bei Li Mojiye couldn't help frowning, the battles of the Three Palaces and Four Forts were almost done, that is to say, whoever wins between the two of them, she will fight against whoever.

Although Bei Li Moxie Ye is not worried about the result of the competition, but if her opponent is Mu Hanyu, it seems a bit difficult, but. . . . . .Bei Li Mo Ye turned his gaze to Yan Jingxu, but saw that Yan Jing Xu was still smiling, without any tension at all, Bei Li Mo Ye narrowed his eyes slightly, the new lord of Yan Luo Palace was not easy.

The competition officially started. Mu Hanyu and Yan Jingxu formed a stark contrast, one was cold and the other was fiery, but their martial arts were comparable. Even Yan Jingxu, who was relaxed just now, changed slightly up.

Generally speaking, those with high martial arts skills are no longer superior in martial arts, but even their insight and hearing have reached a higher level, so Mu Hanyu can clearly feel it even through the veil on the bamboo hat. Yan Jingxu used every move.

Both of them felt a bit strenuous from the beating, and Yan Jingxu's face was no longer full of smiles, and even a little cold sweat began to break out on his forehead.

Mu Xiaotian, who was seated at the head, had always been expressionless, but his tense eyes had already revealed his concern for Mu Hanyu, and even the hand hanging under the table unconsciously clenched Hold up.

At this time, the two fierce fighters in the arena flew into the air and continued to fight. The martial arts people around couldn't help but be amazed and admired by the martial arts attainments of these two young people.

In mid-air, Mu Hanyu and Yan Jingxu no longer used weapons, but compared their respective internal strength.

Suddenly, Yan Jingxu turned his inner strength into a sharp blade, and slashed at Mu Hanyu. Mu Hanyu frowned slightly, and narrowly avoided it, but. . . . . .The bamboo hat he was wearing on his head was split into two and fell straight down. In an instant, Mu Hanyu's cold and handsome face was exposed in front of everyone's eyes, but his blood-red eyes were also covered. The people saw it.

Those martial arts people couldn't help being surprised, and they all made sighs of discussion.

This reminded Mu Hanyu in mid-air that those who had seen his blood-red eyes looked at him with contempt and fear in the past. This moment of flash made Yan Jingxu on the opposite side get It was a good opportunity, without further ado, it was like Mu Hanyu slapped him, and Mu Hanyu got the slap without even thinking about it, and in an instant, he fell straight down from the midair.

And Bei Li Moji Ye under the stage didn't even think about it, and directly used lightness kung fu, flew to Mu Hanyu's side, hugged him halfway, and the two of them landed firmly on the ring. Immediately afterwards, Yan Jingxu Also landed on the ring.

At this time, he returned to his original appearance, and said with a lazy smile, "Hehe, it seems that Ben Gong won."

Bei Liji Ye looked at the blood hanging from his mouth in his arms, and frowned at Mu Hanyu, feeling that his body was getting colder and colder, so he knew that the palm made his cold poison start to attack earlier.

Bei Li Moxie turned his head and looked at Yan Jingxu coldly, even the slightest favor he had for him just now had disappeared, and said coldly, "Yes, you won, it's really glorious to win. "Bei Liji Ye laughed mockingly, his eyes filled with chill, and said with a chuckle, "However, that's fine, if I were to fight Xiaoyu, I really don't know how to make a move, but if it were you , then I don’t need to be merciful.”

The cold words echoed in the venue, and everyone couldn't help but gasp. They didn't expect that Mr. Ye was so arrogant, but they were more eager to see what Bei Liji Ye's expression would be after losing. . . . . . .

The smile on Yan Jingxu's face froze slightly, but he still smiled lightly and said, "Okay, Ben Gong is waiting."

The laughter in Yan Jingxu's eyes collided with the coldness in Bei Liji's night eyes, which made the atmosphere of the whole venue feel very tense, but at this moment. . . . . .