Emperor Leng's favorite belly black mad concubine

Chapter 1217 Broken Sword VS Divine Sword [1]

No matter what a woman is, she shouldn't rely on a man, right?
But what Ye Xiyue said was so natural.

"Ice Girl doesn't seem to like me being with Huang Junye very much?" Ye Xiyue sneered, "I'm so sorry, I like to be the opposite of my temper, the more you don't like who I'm with, the more you want to break up Me and Huang Junye, I just want to be with him."

"Are you worthy?" Bing Wu threw out three words directly.

"Whether you are worthy or not is up to you? Does the ice girl think you are worthy?"

Bing Wu's face was extremely ugly, if it wasn't because of so many people watching, she would definitely teach Ye Xiyue a lesson.

"Ye Xiyue, let's fight!" Bing Wu shouted suddenly.

The blood of the people present was boiling, and the fight was about to start.

All eyes were on Ye Xiyue, waiting for her to lose so badly, how to embarrass her.

Mu Feng, Asi, and Tuo Tuo hoped that Ye Xiyue would die and survive. It doesn't matter if they lose. With them supporting them, what are they afraid of?
Huang Junye was as quiet as an ice sculpture, and his eyes never left the girl in white on the stage.

Ye Xiyue raised the broken sword in her hand.

Qi Qi, who was ashamed by everyone, wiped off his sweat in private, embarrassing, embarrassing.

Rao Jin Mu couldn't help but look away, unable to bear to look directly.

Liao Yunfan showed a worry that he had never had before, and Gu Dingxiang saw it with his sideways eyes, and the hand hanging by her side was clenched into a fist, "What kind of look is this, General Liao? It looks like he is very worried?"

Liao Yunfan turned his gaze back.

Jin Mu looked at him suspiciously, "Oh? What is General Liao worried about?"

Liao Yunfan clasped his fists and saluted, "It's just that I have too high expectations for the power of the Excalibur, and I'm worried that someone will covet the Excalibur."

"It doesn't matter, Bingwu will definitely win the sword fight meeting. Ye Xiyue's sword is impossible to parry the divine sword. Speaking of which, this year's sword fighting meeting is indeed more interesting than previous years. The birth of the divine sword, Bingwu alone Dealing with 19 people is still more than easy. It seems that the power of this divine sword should not be underestimated. Logically speaking, this sword fight meeting is to celebrate the wedding of the clan chief in a few days. The girl seems to have become the biggest winner of this sword fighting meeting, not only harvesting the divine sword, but also gaining fame and status."

"What the patriarch said is true." Liao Yunfan responded.

Jin Mu had nothing to say, and concentrated on watching the situation on the stage.

Liao Yunfan stood up straight and looked at Gu Dingxiang. His eyes were a little cold and alienated. Gu Dingxiang raised his eyebrows in response. She did see the worry in Liao Yunfan's eyes just now.

General Liao, who has always been unmoved, is really worried that someone will covet the Excalibur, or is he just worried about others?
Gu Dingxiang looked at Bing Wu and Ye Xiyue on the stage, who could make him worry?

Ye Xiyue held the broken sword, because her sword didn't have a scabbard, so she stood there, and Ye Xiyue felt disdain and contempt from all directions.

She straightened her spine, looked cold, and tightly grasped the sword in her hand.

Junjun's smile lingered on the brows of Bingwu's brows and eyes. She held the hilt of the sword with her right hand and the scabbard with her left. Everyone thought she was about to draw the sword, so they couldn't help but stare eagerly, waiting to see the true face of the divine sword.

But Bing Wu suddenly threatened: "The name of the divine sword is Liuli, Miss Ye, this time, I will respect you and treat you equally with other people. I don't know how to draw a sword, so I ask Miss Ye to enlighten me!"

(End of this chapter)