But Duan Lengyan was never as confident as Pi Xiong. The last big bet she had with Wandong left a deep impression on her. The scar hasn't healed yet, but Wandong is on top of it again. It's no wonder she's not nervous!
"Asshole! Who asked him to try it?" Duan Lengyan's heart was full of ominous premonitions, and she shouted in an annoyed voice.
Pixiong looked stunned and said bitterly, "Just now... just now, didn't you personally agree to let him try it?"
"What?" Duan Lengyan was stunned for a moment, recalling the situation carefully, her pretty face suddenly covered with frost, and said angrily, "Asshole! What I just wanted to say was, 'What are you trying?', but I haven't said anything yet. Finish, why are you in such a hurry?"
"Ah!?" As soon as Duan Lengyan said this, Pi Xiong's eyes almost fell out of his eyes.
Duan Lengyan was also a little embarrassed. She was indeed distracted just now, but she couldn't blame Pi Xiong entirely.
"Quick! Stop him!" Duan Lengyan was really anxious. This sword was specially made for her by her father, who personally ordered the swordsmiths to make it. Duan Lengyan has always been reluctant to use it. Later, when Wu Qiujun wanted to also serve as a weapon, Duan Lengyan left the sword in Tianbao Pavilion, thinking that it would be a treasure to the store and attract people. It had special meaning to her.
Duan Lengyan was extremely nervous and even more anxious. Pi Xiong did not dare to neglect and subconsciously leaned towards Wandong, trying to stop Wandong. But he had just taken two or three steps when he was pushed back by the extremely hot air wave. It was even more impossible to reach Wan Dong.
Duan Lengyan also tried several times, but the result was the same, she couldn't stop Wandong at all.
Pi Xiong frowned and said with a bit of surprise, "This kid's energy is really evil!"
"Pi Xiong, you'd better think of a way quickly, otherwise if there is a mistake with the sword, I will chop off your head!" Duan Lengyan was confused by concern and had no idea at all. She could only press hard on Pi Xiong in every possible way. .
Pixiong was calm, and even smiled, and said comfortingly, "Third Miss, you don't need to panic! Such a sword, even a top master with ten levels of Qi, can't break it easily, let alone this kid. ”
Pi Xiong's words made sense, but Duan Lengyan's tense heartstrings could not relax, and the ominous premonition in her heart did not diminish at all. Is this just like being bitten by a snake and being afraid of a well rope for three years? Duan Lengyan shook her head, maybe it wasn't that simple.
Just when Duan Lengyan was panicking, suddenly, there was a crisp sound. Duan Lengyan felt as if someone had punched her in the chest so hard that her heart clenched into a ball.
At the same time, Pixiong was also startled, his expression changed rapidly, and he whispered in a low voice like a demon, "No... It can't be right?"
The golden light shrouding the sword edge slowly dissipated, and Duan Lengyan and Pi Xiong glanced at each other hurriedly. At this glance, their bodies swayed at the same time, and they almost fell down in front of Wan Dong.
At this time, in Wandong's hand, only the general edge of the sword was left, while the other half fell at Wandong's feet, showing a bit of desolation.
"No...impossible!" Pixiong simply couldn't accept what he saw. He roared, rushed over and grabbed the half of the sword that fell to the ground.
"Ouch!" Pi Xiong just grabbed the broken sword and threw it out violently. At the same time, one hand was flailing around like a convulsion, and he kept gasping, obviously it was burned.
"Haha... Master Pi, be careful! It's very hot just out of the pot!" Wan Dong couldn't help but sneered. After destroying the treasure of Tianbao Pavilion, his mood became much brighter. If Suan Ni's head was chopped off, he would be completely satisfied.
Pixiong couldn't care less about Wandong's ridicule at this time. He hurriedly tore off a piece of rag from his body, folded it several layers, and then carefully picked up the broken sword from the ground.
He still didn't believe that Wandong could break such a magic weapon with his bare hands. Subconsciously, he thought that Wandong must have played some kind of deceit trick and used the broken sword to replace the real sword. Therefore, after picking up the broken sword, Pixiong's eyes were almost attached to the broken sword, inspecting it very carefully.
Pi Xiong desperately hoped to find even a little bit of something fishy, but in the end he despaired. Although the sword has been broken, the edge of the sword is still as sharp as before, without any adulteration!
Pixiong's hand holding the broken sword couldn't help but start to tremble, but this time, it wasn't because it was hot.
Duan Lengyan was not surprised, this seemed to be something she expected. He just stared blankly at Wan Dong and the half-broken sword in his hand, with all kinds of emotions in his heart and his delicate body trembling slightly.
"You bastard, how dare you break this sword? I'll kill you!" Pi Xiong was stunned for a long time, suddenly became furious, let out a thunderous roar, and then rushed towards Wan Dong like a mad tiger.
Pi Xiong must have been extremely hateful and annoyed, otherwise he would never have shown such power, desperate to put aside life and death, and only focused on putting Wan Dong to death.
Since Pi Xiong wants to play rough, Wan Dong is not someone to be trifled with. His face suddenly became solemn, and when Pi Xiong swept in front of him, he swept his right palm through the air. The majestic palm force was like the surge of a river, and with a bang, Pi Xiong was sent flying back.
In the past, Pi Xiong might still pose a threat to Wan Dong, but now Wan Dong has reached the peak of the eighth level of Qi. If Pi Xiong wants to hurt him, it will be difficult for him to die from exhaustion! Wandong's palm was swept out. Although he showed mercy, Pi Xiong still spurted three blood arrows in a row, causing severe injuries.
Wan Dong originally thought that Pi Xiong would be more honest after suffering a loss, but unexpectedly, Pi Xiong not only refused to give up, but became even crazier. He didn't even care about his own injuries. As soon as he landed on the ground, he bounced up and struck towards Wan Dong again.
"Asshole! We all agreed beforehand, are you going to regret it?" Wan Dong knocked Pi Xiong away again without any courtesy and shouted coldly.
Pi Xiong ignored it, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and was about to stand up again. Duan Lengyan suddenly let out a soft drink, "That's enough! Stop!"
Duan Lengyan shouted softly, and Wandong realized that Duan Lengyan seemed to have cried, her eyes were red and there were tears on her face. Wandong couldn't help but frown. It was just a sword. Although it was of good quality, it wouldn't make the third princess of the Iron War Dynasty feel so distressed that she would cry, right
"Third Miss! It's... I'm sorry for you, please kill me. I'm willing to die to apologize!" Pi Xiong knelt in front of Duan Lengyan and kowtowed repeatedly.
Duan Lengyan slowly shook her head with a look of sadness and helplessness.
"It seems that you have won again!" Duan Lengyan did not pursue Pi Xiong anymore. She raised her head and looked at Wan Dong with a bitter expression.
Looking at Duan Lengyan at this time, Wandong felt a little heavy for some unknown reason. He coughed and wanted to say something, but for the moment he didn't know what to say... (To be continued)