Xiao Yun moved his eyes from Zhao Huan's face back to the hall.

In the hall, the Seventh Prince avoided Zhang Shixin's sword and was about to move his body. Suddenly, Zhang Shixin laughed and said, "Look at the sword!" The cold light sword in his hand shook, and when the cold light flashed, it made a whispering sound, which went straight to the seventh Prince's chest. The sword was as fast as lightning, like a storm. The Seventh Prince flashed sideways to the upper left. Unexpectedly, this time, Zhang Shixin seemed to see his intention. The second sword and the third sword were stabbed continuously. In an instant, the seemingly gentle scholar turned into a murderer. The long sword in his hand flew wildly, instantly covering the Seventh Prince's body in a sword light. A sudden "sneer" sound was heard, the Seventh Prince retreated, and a trace of blood appeared on the wrist of his left hand. A long sword wound appeared in the flash of the candlelight, which was bloody and scary.

The spectators in the hall started to make noise again, but the scream of a girl mixed with the noise was the little princess. She stared at the Seventh Prince with big watery eyes and looked at the Seventh Prince nervously, but she didn't dare to look. In a while hesitation, she suddenly saw the blood on the Seventh Prince's wrist and finally couldn't help but scream: "Father, you... be careful..."

The Seventh Prince's huge body stopped outside, and when he heard the shouts, he turned around and looked into the crowd. Seeing the little princess looking at him with tears in her eyes, he nodded lovingly, his squirming lips, trying to say something, but he didn't make a sound. But at this moment, Xiao Yun saw that the Seventh Prince's gaze became cold and full of murderous aura.

Zhang Shixin succeeded with a move and was very proud. He blew up to the sky. The cold light sword shook and stabbed at the Seventh Prince again. The Seventh Prince did not say a word, and his feet slid into the air like a wild goose. He then quickly turned in the air, turning several circles in succession, but his huge body became taller and higher. The scene was like a large bucket of water turning constantly in the air. This sudden change made the spectators in the hall stunned.

It was not possible to circle around the air like this, but Xiao Yun could do it with his current skill, but if he was as sharp as the Seventh Prince, he would never be able to do it.

Everyone saw that the Seventh Prince's body was getting taller and taller, and they forgot to cheer. They watched the Seventh Prince's figure moving motionlessly. Even Zhang Shixin, who was still murderous just now, stopped the sword in his hand and looked up with his head.

The seventh prince's body was getting taller and taller, and suddenly his body turned in the air like somersaults, and then his body fell lightly outside. Everyone was dizzy and seemed to not believe that anyone in the world could have such high light skills. Even Xiao Yun, a person from the 20th century, thought that this was a picture that could only appear when playing acrobatics on TV.

"The prince is indeed very good at light skills, and he sighs not as good as he is!" Zhang Shixin said with a sword in his chest and smiling at the Seventh Prince. From his envious expression, it can be seen that he is full of envy for the Seventh Prince's light body skills. Not only him, but even Xiao Yun looked around, he was full of envy. Now his sword skills may be comparable to the Seventh Prince, but his light body must be beyond the reach of the world.

At this time, Zhang Shixin smiled again and said, "The Seventh Prince is excellent in light skills, but he is inferior to that of the Seventh Prince. If he is worse than the Seventh Prince, but with this skill, he should go home early to sleep with his wife and children, so as not to be embarrassed!" This sentence is very mean, and it is obvious that he is praising the Seventh Prince for his great light skills. In fact, the subtext: "Your prince, you are just a little more skilled in light skills. In terms of singles, it is far from being apart!"

The Seventh Prince didn't respond. His originally gloomy face suddenly smiled. He nodded at Zhang Shixin and said aloud: "You are right. Since that's the case, from now on, if I take another step back, what will I lose?"

Xiao Yun took a deep breath and said to himself: "Can you be scared and confused? Don't say that Zhang Shixin's martial arts skills are first-class masters. Even if it is not, the two of them will inevitably move a little. If you don't retreat, do you still think of Zhang Sanfeng, a martial arts master?"

Sure enough, there was a burst of shouting in the crowd, and many generals shouted: "Prince, you must not be fooled! This thief is shameless. This is using a provocation to incite you to be fooled!"

"Haha!" Zhang Shixin smiled, playing with the cold light sword in his hand, and not taking everyone seriously. Just as he talked and laughed, Xiao Yun secretly sighed that this person was a character.

"I often hear people say that the Seventh Prince always speaks with just one word and it is hard to catch up. The one-level hero who stands up to the sky and the earth is not true or false today!" As soon as this was said, Xiao Yun secretly scolded this person. He saw that the Seventh Prince blindly dodged, and there was nothing powerful except light body skill. He only needed to use the Cold Light Sword Technique to cooperate with the old man's teachings to win, so he used these words to cover the Seventh Prince so that he could not rely on light body skill to avoid it.

Xiao Yun looked at the Seventh Prince with some concern. In his opinion, the fight just now, as Zhang Shixin said, except for his excellent skills in light body, there was nothing else to be powerful. Although he could not have any friendship with the Seventh Prince, he was the father of the little princess after all. The so-called love for the house and the ninth prince couldn't help but hope that he could win a move and a half.

Everyone in the hall was silent for a moment, and everyone's eyes were focused on the face of the Seventh Prince, waiting for his reply.

The Seventh Prince beat him up to the sky and said loudly: "Don't worry, I always speak one or one, two or two, and never break my promise!" After saying this, the Seventh Prince's face was extremely cold.

Zhang Shixin looked proud and laughed, saying, "Okay, there is the seventh prince's words, so I can compete with you!" As he said that, he took a step back, sighed slightly with his left hand, and flashed with the cold light sword in his right hand, and recited a sword technique, which was the cold light sword technique he used just now.

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Chapter completed!