Chapter 974

At first, everyone thought Murong Xun would leave soon, but he stood as tenacious as an iron pillar. No matter how many people besieged him, he tried his best to stay in the field.

"What on earth does he want to do?" Bai Ru moon looked at the competition stage, a little confused.

Not only Bai Ru Yue, but all the people present couldn't understand Murong Xun's mind.

It's obviously a losing game. Why try so hard? Isn't it better to admit defeat directly?

"The boy is starting to get confused again." Murong Shuofeng looks at Murong Xun, who is tenacious in resistance, and looks anxious.

Next to the queen is anxious to grasp Murong Shuofeng's hand.

Murong Lingshan and Murong Ming, who were beaten down from power, all watched the stage nervously.

"Poof!" Murong Xun's chest and back heart were clapped at the same time, and a mouthful of blood burst out.

"Brother Huang!" Murong Lingshan exclaimed in surprise, and instantly wet her eyes.

"This silly boy." The queen clenched her hands and murmured with red eyes.

Looking at the flying blood color, cloud Shaoning's heart stopped instantly, and his face became pale.

Murong Xun wiped the blood on his lips and waved the green Wolf sword again.

"Brother Huang, don't fight. Come down." Murong Lingshan saw this and immediately ran to the edge of the competition platform to shout.

However, Murong Xun seemed to hear nothing, still waving the green Wolf sword selflessly.

"Bang!" Another slap pierced his left shoulder.

"Well!" Murong Xun grunted and staggered back a few steps again.

"Don't fight, brother. Please don't fight!" Murong Lingshan red eyes clapped at the stage, she has never been so afraid, she is so afraid that the emperor will have an accident.

Murong Lin squints at the competition platform, deep eyes are all puzzled. He can't see through him all the time. He doesn't understand why he has to work so hard. Is it ridiculous that he wants to win the game alone.

"Brother Huang, he..." Murong Xuefei frowned and looked at the stage, suddenly seemed to understand what.

"He wanted to find out for us the family of Zuo." The white beaver's face was solemn and her eyes were full of moving features.

Bai Yihan and Xueqing inkstone frown at the same time, a face of disapproval.

"He's so stupid that he'll die." Bai Ru Yue looks at the competition stage nervously with a worried face. The left family are very insidious. If we fight like this, it will be dangerous.

Another blow in the chest, Murong Xun directly fly out.

"Brother Huang!" Murong Lingshan finally couldn't help crying.

Murong Xun used the green Wolf sword to insert into the competition platform, and finally stopped his translation. After turning around, Murong Xun stood up again.

"Give up. That's enough." Murong Xun frowned when the familiar voice came into his ears.

"Everyone is worried about you, especially Yun Shaoning. Do you want him to die of anxiety?" Seeing that Murong Xunzi was still unmoved, Bai Li again transmitted the voice.

Murong Xun's breath was suffocating. Subconsciously, he turned his eyes to Xiangyun Shaoning. Seeing that he was pale and bloodless, his heart was suddenly seized.

Yun Shaoning suddenly opened his eyes. He wanted to shout, but there was no sound in his throat.

Murong Xun Mou light a Lin, suddenly back foot a kick, directly behind the people ready to sneak attack kick off the stage.

"How wonderful the prince is

"The prince's highness is so powerful!"

"The prince is mighty!"

This sudden reversal, instant gratification, although not won the game, but let everyone have been repressed heart revived.

Left six and others looked at each other, and all rushed to Murong Xun.

Murong Xun gave a cold smile. Before they got close, he flew off the stage and walked on the back of the man who had just knocked him off the table and returned to the Zixiao rest area.

Seeing that Murong Xun finally stepped down, everyone was relieved.

Murong Shuofeng, in particular, felt that he could be ten years older by watching this boy compare his martial arts.

He gave up for that talent.

Murong Shuofeng takes a deep look at Yun Shaoning. Bai Li picks his eyebrows and looks at Murong Xun, who has never spoken.

"There are accomplishments in the air, but no real moves." Murong Xun touched his chin and raised his eyes.

If they have a real move, how can they survive with his purple spirit? Even with the green Wolf sword, they are not their opponents.

There is nothing to cultivate, but no real move? The white beaver frowned and was lost in thought.

"Don't you understand? Don't you think they are familiar with it? " Mo Beichen, who has been silent beside him, suddenly opens his mouth.

White beaver eyes light suddenly a bright, "you mean left Yuqing."

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