The thick black clouds condensed the sky, and the four auspicious beasts on the eaves of the black hall faced the sky. Everyone in the Nuo Dahuang City held their breath and condensed their breath, looking at the two figures who were as small as an ant compared to the towering palace city.

Crack-

The spear was dragged in his hand with a snow-white spear, and the tip of the spear made a slight sound on the white jade square that was as flat as a mirror.

Liu Changrun, wearing a young man's robe, took off his outer shirt and only wore a tight-fitting shirt. He walked to the center of the square. He shook his gun with his hands and made a "pop" sound. The red tassels were extremely dazzling in the vast and solemn world.

"Liu family, Liu Changrun, Guanzhong Road."

Liu Changrun's martial arts skills are not bad, and he is also a good player among the younger generation in Chang'an City. At this time, he was the first to appear, so he naturally won the praise of the audience.

Zuo Yezi looked up and down a few times, raised the black sheathed sword in his hand, and said calmly:

"Zuo Yezi."

clang--

Next to the dragon throne, Eunuch Jia held a gong hammer wrapped in red cloth and beat the huge gong engraved with the dragon.

The audience suddenly noticed, not even a blink of an eye, because the warriors fought, most of them were just a breath.

"ah--"

When Liu Changrun heard the gong, his clothes suddenly shook. He raised his spear flat and rushed forward steadily. The spear was moving along the line without any swaying, which was the signature skill of Jiangnan Liuhe Gate, "Zhongping Gun".

"good-"

With this posture alone, Zhang Xiang, Liu Pingyang and other warriors showed praise on their faces. As the saying goes, "The moon stick and the year knife will be a gun for a lifetime, and the sword will be hidden with you." It is not easy to use the gun well. Liu Changrun is only about twenty years old. This flat gun in his hand can be described as sophisticated.

Unfortunately, everyone's smiles did not last long.

Zuo Yeziping raised his sword and seemed to have not seen the gun attacking that was stroking, but just waited quietly.

"Die!"

Seeing that the other party was so arrogant, Liu Changrun naturally showed a little anger in his eyes. Anyway, he was conceited by life and death, and immediately he shot out like a dragon and stabbed Zuo Yezi's heart.

The center-level gun emphasizes the "gun piercing a line", with a flat head, a flat gun, a flat shoulder, and a flat knee, so it is also called the "Siping Gun". It is also called the "Siping Gun". It is difficult to prevent it from the front.

Just when everyone was wondering if Zuo Yezi was confused, the young man in black, who was slow to react, turned his wrist and hit the gun bar until the spear stabbed the sword in his hand.

Bang-

The big gun that Liu Changrun stabbed out with all his strength instantly changed direction and wiped it from Zuo Yezi's waist without hurting his opponent.

Zhang Xiang's eyes narrowed suddenly, and a little bit of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"This hand strength!..."

The emperor's approaching Eunuch Jia shook his head before he fired his gun.

Just when most people didn't react, Zuo Yezi, who had shot a big shot, was too lazy to pull out the sword, so he raised his hand and grabbed Liu Changrun's neck.

Liu Changrun stabbed with all his strength, but he didn't expect that he would be knocked in the direction by force. He used to rush out of the gun, but before he could stop his pace, he reached Zuo Yezi. Before he could see the situation clearly, his neck tightened suddenly. Then he was pinched and raised high, and then smashed it to the ground!

Bang—

The muffled sound came from a long way.

The tall and big Liu Changrun fell to the ground like a broken sack. He didn't even have time to make a muffled groan, and fainted on the spot.

“!!!”

The audience suddenly stopped and their eyes were full of surprise.

The Grand Marshal Liu Pingyang suddenly stood up, directly knocked over the desk in front of him, raised his hand to point at the center of the square, and opened his mouth for a long time and couldn't speak.

Xiao Chuyang and other important figures in the court all frowned, obviously they didn't expect Liu Changrun to lie down so simply.

"Just losing like that?"

Even the empress dowager sitting behind the pearl curtain, her mouth was open and her eyes were full of inexplicable information. When others looked at her, she felt that Liu Changrun rushed over with a fierce momentum, and then was strangled by someone and threw herself to the ground. Her movements were flowing in one go, just like acting on the stage.

The court officials in the audience were shocked, only Zhang Tingbao, Tang Jiuer and others who were good at martial arts looked serious.

A layman watches the excitement, while an expert sees the tricks.

Just now, Zuo Yezi had not drawn his sword and flipped the long sword tightly with his wrist, and then he knocked the Zhongping spear, which was known for being "stable, accurate and ruthless".

Even if Liu Changrun is not good at learning skills, his moves will be dead. Zhang Tingbao secretly deduced that if he raised the Yanfeng Knife like this, he would definitely not be able to knock on the big gun. His father Zhang Xiang is OK, but Zhang Xiang is already a world-famous slaughter, and the other party is less than twenty!

The whole scene was silent for a moment.

Zuo Yezi looked down at Liu Changrun, who knew nothing about life and death, turned around with some boredom, and looked at the group of young people waiting to play on the side:

"If all these stinky fish and rotten shrimps are all here, let's go together, so that Emperor Dayue will feel upset."

"you--"

Tang Jiuer, Situ Huyu and others looked angrily, and Tang Jiuer sarcastically said:

"The son of Liu Taiwei was born in the army and was not from the world. Don't be proud of it."

Zuo Yezi raised his hand and hooked it: "Go up and talk."

Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-

In front of Tai Chi Hall, Song Ji's expression did not change much. He clapped his hands and praised: "Since ancient times, heroes are young and energetic is a good thing. Help Changrun down. Tang Jiuer, you are also using a sword. Go up and compare with Zuo Yezi."

Many serious court officials came to their senses. Although Liu Changrun fell down, Liu Changrun was not very skilled in martial arts and was just born in a general. It was normal to meet a real martial arts master. He mostly fought with a martial artist and decided the outcome in one move. It was not surprising that he lost so quickly, but there were still people at the bottom of the box.

The court officials secretly breathed a sigh of relief and praised a few words in front of the envoy Chen Xuan, as a way to see the demeanor of a great country.

Tang Jiuer wore a martial arts uniform and walked down the steps of the side hall with a long sword. She first bowed to Song Ji, then stood up straight, and raised the long sword:

"Youzhou Tang Family, Tang Jiu!"

There are four families that Dayue used swords, the Lu family in the East China Sea, the Tang family in Youzhou, the Cao family in Chu. The swordsmanship of each family is different, with the Lu family as the leader, and the other three are second. However, in Lu, the Zhu two families were affected by the iron eagle hunting deer. The Cao family was granted the swordsmanship after the old affairs in the world, and the Tang family gradually became the leader of the swordsmanship.

The sword is a gentleman among soldiers and is the most commonly used weapon among the people in the martial arts world. The Tang family sword is famous for its "hiding" and is light, ethereal and strange. It is also called the "Green Bamboo Snake's Mouth" in the martial arts world. It is closed at one touch and dies when touched.

Tang Jiuer is the legitimate son of the Tang family, ranking ninth, but she is the most talented and in the world where the division of legitimate eldest son is not so strict, she is basically the next head of the Tang family. It is also a fair match to fight against the disciples of the Northern Qi master.

Zuo Yezi held a long sword in his hand and reported to his house behind him, and another gong sounded in front of the Tai Chi Hall.

Everyone raised their minds and focused on the two young men, knowing that this was a tough battle.

Tang Jiuer raised his long sword. Perhaps because Liu Changrun lost his master just now, he did not choose to take action first, but waited for the other party to take action first and he broke the move.

Huhu--

The breeze blows the long hair that is dispersed.

Zuo Yezi tilted his head slightly and saw that Tang Jiuer had no intention of attacking, he took a step forward...

Bang—

The white jade bricks instantly cracked, and the black robe turned into afterimages.

A cold light flashed in the air.

Knock-

Just like this, a sword sound and a snow light.

Zuo Yezi landed behind Tang Jiuer, slowly put away the long sword as bright as a new one, turned his head to look at the top of the bandit who was waiting for the stage, his voice was dull:

"Next!"

“…”

Tang Jiuer still held up the sword in a flat position, all her black hair slowly floated down side by side, a blood mark slowly slid down from her forehead, her face was dull, and her hand holding the sword was trembling slightly.

After Zuo Yezi finished speaking, he turned around and looked contemptuous: "I almost forgot. Sorry, the sword will be exposed to blood. It seems that your Tang family has this rule, too."

“…”

"This...this..."

"Wow—"

The whole room was restless, and the sound of tea cups slamming and gasping came one after another.

Zhang Xiang subconsciously touched his neck. Zhang Tingbao, who was about to find an opportunity last time, stood there in a daze, with his eyes wide open and full of incredible eyes.

Song Ji shook the teacup in his hand, and the tea splashed on the back of his hand and didn't care. His eyebrows were frowned and he couldn't understand it.

Eunuch Jia sighed softly and said slowly:

"Master, Tang Jiuer underestimates the enemy."

The court officials present were furious. The civil officials who were not good at martial arts were almost furious and asked Zhang Xiang and others why they were wrong and whether the Tang family was scattered.

Even Xiao Chuyang and others frowned, and realized something was wrong today.

It is understandable that Tang Jiuer can't beat him, after all, there will always be times when martial artists compete for the battle.

The one who loses is even worse than Liu Changrun...

Lu Chengan stroked his fingers and thought for a moment: "The person who came is not good, I am afraid that the emperor will end today... I can't lose anymore..."

Xiao Chuyang took a breath, picked up the teacup and took a sip: "Tang Jiuer thought she underestimated the enemy, Situ Huyu had a calm personality and would not lose."

Behind the pearl curtain, the queen mother looked very annoyed, patted her tight thighs and complained angrily:
To be continued...