The light in Feng Xingtong's eyes flickered. This moon-viewing banquet was indeed not as leisurely as the emperor said.
Everyone ate and drank, and there was singing and dancing in the palace.
"What's the point of just eating? Why don't we do something interesting?" A voice suddenly sounded.
The voice sounded so familiar that Feng Xingtong raised his eyes and looked over.
Xiao Jinyan stood among the young masters holding a wine glass and said loudly: "It's rare for the noble young masters and daughters of the Holy City to gather here. How about we compete together?"
Someone teased him: "Master Xiao, you don't have any spiritual roots anymore, how can you compare with us?"
The smile on Xiao Jinyan's lips was almost gone, and he gritted his teeth and said: "It is true that I have no spiritual roots, but today there are people who have no spiritual roots like me."
As he spoke, he looked in the direction of Feng Xingtong and raised his voice: "Feng Xingtong, do you dare to spar with me again?"
Feng Cang held Feng Xingtong's arm and shook his head slightly at her.
"Grandpa, today's banquet is originally the Hongmen Banquet. It is for the Pingyang Marquis Mansion. I must accept the challenge." Feng Xingtong patted Feng Cang's hand gently.
She stood up and looked at Xiao Jinyan, with a contemptuous smile on her lips, "Xiao Jinyan, you really care about food and not about fighting. You can't beat me even if you have spiritual roots. What else do you have if you don't have spiritual roots? Since you are so If you want to be beaten, I will accompany you."
Xiao Jinyan tightened her grip on the wine glass in her hand, put it on the table, and strode towards Feng Xingtong.
His Dantian is now intact, and the scars on his face have faded a lot, and the bastard was easily covered by makeup.
"Feng Xingtong, don't just talk nonsense. Today we will set a rule. The loser can only be carried out of the palace!"
Tsk, it seems that Xiao Jinyan is holding back his big move.
Feng Xingtong looked him up and down, a little red light flashed in her dark eyes, and chuckled: "What are the rules? Let's talk about them."
Black marks appeared in Xiao Jinyan's Dantian. They were the ingredients Feng Xingtong added to the Nirvana Rebirth Pill. Now they are about to take effect.
Xiao Jinyan hummed and said: "The rule is that no matter who is injured, the people next to him cannot take action! The winner will stop and it will be over!"
"Tsk, isn't this a fight of life and death? Come on! I'm afraid you're a loser!" Feng Xingtong raised his eyebrows and looked at Xiao Jinyan with disdain.
Xiao Jinyan clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and cursed: "That's better than you being a waste for eighteen years! Come out and fight me!"
Let’s see if he doesn’t beat this good-for-nothing prince to a pulp later!
Feng Xingtong followed Xiao Jinyan outside the palace, and all the young people followed her out to watch the fun, and Feng Cang also quickly followed.
There is an open space at the entrance of the palace, and next to it is the imperial garden.
Feng Xingtong and Xiao Jinyan were more than ten meters apart, standing face to face.
"Feng Xingtong, I'm going to beat you until you cry for father and mother! You are looking for teeth all over the floor!" Xiao Jinyan was gearing up, looking like he was determined to win.
Feng Cang was not worried. After all, his little Xingxing was well-educated, while Xiao Jinyan opposite him was a real loser.
Feng Xingtong stood lazily and raised her fingers towards Xiao Jinyan: "Come on, I want you to make the first move."
"I don't know whether to live or die!" Xiao Jinyan drew out the long sword from his waist and rushed toward Feng Xingtong with rapid strides.
Feng Xingtong narrowed her eyes slightly and saw that the long sword in Xiao Jinyan's hand was unusual.
The sword has the spiritual power left by the master. As long as Xiao Jinyan swings the sword, the sword energy will definitely carry the spiritual power, just like his own spiritual power!
It didn't take much thinking to know who this spiritual power belonged to. It must have belonged to his grandfather Xiao Cuishan.
Xiao Jinyan's eyes were sinister, and he swung his sword hard with his arm, and the sword energy blew out like a rainbow!
Feng Cang was immediately shocked and said: "The green spiritual master's spiritual power!"
"Master Hou has a good eye." Xiao Cuishan walked up to him and said with a smile, "My grandson has lost his spiritual root. I bought this spiritual sword specially. As long as I pour spiritual power into it, I can swing the sword for an hour. question."
"Master Marquis, I'm afraid I have to carry the prince's body away today, hahahaha!" He laughed wildly.
"Xiao Cuishan, you are really a good dog." Feng Cang said coldly without looking at Xiao Cuishan again.
Xiao Jinyan suddenly attacked today. It must have been the emperor who ordered the Xiao family to do this. Xiao Cuishan had also prepared this Spiritual Sword.
Feng Xingtong looked at the approaching sword energy, and a red light flashed in her eyes.
Sword energy is the strength of the green spirit master, but unfortunately this speed comes from Xiao Jinyan, so slow that it seems like slow motion in her eyes.
She turned her steps and turned slightly sideways to avoid the sword energy. It seemed like a coincidence.
Xiao Jinyan narrowed his eyes and said: "It's so slow, you're dead!"
He raised his sword and rushed over, slashing at Feng Xingtong one after another with his sword energy.
Feng Xingtong didn't want to accompany him in the performance. There was wind in her steps. Her thin body moved nimbly through the sword energy, dodging the sword energy as fast as a ghost.
The surroundings suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked at this scene in disbelief.
Feng Xingtong approached Xiao Jinyan step by step, pinched Xiao Jinyan's wrist with her slender fingers, and made him let go with just one force.
The long sword fell into Feng Xingtong's hand.
Just like last time, Xiao Jinyan's sword fell into Feng Xingtong's hand again.
Xiao Jinyan was shocked. He didn't expect Feng Xingtong to be faster than last time!
Without his sword, he became a defenseless loser.
Feng Xingtong weighed the long sword in her hand, then kicked Xiao Jinyan in the abdomen, "The sword is good, let me borrow it."
Xiao Jinyan was kicked and slid two meters on the ground. When he was about to get up from the ground, a sword energy suddenly blew towards him.
That speed was ten times faster than when he was wielding the sword just now!
"Jinyan!" Xiao Cuishan shouted nervously.
The sword energy struck Xiao Jinyan's leg, causing him to whimper in pain, "Ahhh! It hurts so much -"
He curled up, hugged his legs and kept howling on the ground. He was really useless.
Feng Xingtong held the sword and slowly approached Xiao Jinyan, with a coquettish smile on Qingjun's face, "Xiao Jinyan, you brought it to your door today. If you want to die so much, I will help you."
She raised her sword, and a loud shout came from beside her: "Feng Xingtong! Stop!"
Xiao Cuishan appeared next to Xiao Jinyan, glaring at Feng Xingtong angrily: "Bring me the sword!"
Feng Cang also walked to Feng Xingtong's side, with impatience on his resolute face, "Xiao Cuishan, you are so old, and you want to interfere in the competition of the juniors, how shameless are you?"
Xiao Cuishan knew that he was in the wrong. After all, it was Xiao Jinyan who started the incident. It was already very embarrassing for him to stop Feng Xingtong now.
But he couldn't just watch Xiao Jinyan die, and said dryly: "It's just a competition. Feng Xingtong has already won, there is no need to compete anymore."
Feng Xingtong's sword-shaped eyebrows were slightly raised, and she looked at Xiao Cuishan, "Master Xiao, do you think too little of His Majesty?"
Xiao Cuishan: "What does this have to do with Your Majesty?"
Feng Xingtong looked at the emperor in the crowd and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, Xiao Jinyan set the rules in front of you, and you nodded at that time, but now Xiao Cuishan intervenes, isn't it just a slap in your face? ?"
emperor:"............"
When did he nod?
But he couldn't say that he didn't nod. After all, he didn't stop Xiao Jinyan's words, which meant that he acquiesced in the life-and-death fight between the two.
Everyone was watching. Wouldn't it be disrespectful for the emperor to go back on his word? He had no choice but to say: "Xiao Cuishan, since this is a life and death battle between juniors, you should not interfere."
Xiao Cuishan immediately frowned, "Your Majesty! But this sword belongs to me, I must take it back!"
Before the emperor could speak, Feng Xingtong threw the Spirit Storage Sword directly to Xiao Cuishan and said calmly: "It's just a broken sword. I'll give it back to you."
Xiao Cuishan took the sword and couldn't hand it to Xiao Jinyan again. It would look too shameless on him, so he had to step aside.
Feng Cang and Feng Xingtong looked at each other and retreated into the crowd.
The next moment, everyone opened their eyes in shock and made gasping sounds.
Feng Xingtong picked up Xiao Jinyan with one hand and threw him into the air. The next moment, dense fists hit Xiao Jinyan in the air.
Xiao Jinyan seemed to be suspended in the air by an invisible rope. Feng Xingtong below punched him one after another, and the sound of "bang bang bang" was dull and dense.
Like a rag kite, Xiao Jinyan had no power to fight back. His figure was lifted into the air again and again, and his limbs hung down as if they were broken.
"puff--"
A mouthful of blood spurted out.
Feng Xing's eyes flashed quickly, for fear of staining her white clothes.
"boom!"
Xiao Jinyan fell heavily to the ground, lying motionless like a dead dog.
"Jinyan!" Xiao Cuishan wanted to step forward again, but Feng Cang grabbed his arm forcefully, "Feng Cang! Let me go!"
Feng Cang said slowly: "Don't worry, you will be able to carry your grandson's body and leave later."
"You! You are bullying me too much!" Xiao Cuishan was very angry, but he couldn't beat Feng Cang, so he could only stand there and watch Feng Xingtong walk to Xiao Jinyan again.
Feng Xingtong stepped on Xiao Jinyan's back and leaned over to look at Xiao Jinyan's face, "Tsk, Xiao Jinyan, weren't you very proud just now?"
Xiao Jinyan wanted to speak, but he spat out another mouthful of blood.
He felt like all his ribs were broken and the bones were poking into his organs. It was painful for him to even breathe.
"Xiao Jinyan, if you admit that I am your grandfather, how about I spare your life?" Feng Xingtong said, deliberately raising her eyes in Xiao Cuishan's direction with provocative eyes.
Xiao Cuishan clenched his fists, "Ignorant boy! How dare you humiliate me!"
"Master Xiao, Xiao Jinyan hasn't screamed yet, why are you anxious?" Feng Xingtong looked at him with slightly curved eyes and mocked, "Or do you also think that I am his grandfather?"
There were a few faint chuckles all around.
Xiao Cuishan's chest heaved violently, his eyes fixed on Feng Xingtong and Xiao Jinyan.
Feng Xingtong stepped hard, causing Xiao Jinyan to spit out another mouthful of blood, accompanied by a hoarse cough.
"Xiao Jinyan, if you want to survive, admit that I am your grandfather. Hurry up, I'm waiting to hear it." Feng Xingtong took out her ears and put her fingers on her ears, looking very expectant.
Xiao Jinyan tried hard to open his eyelids, and a hoarse sound came from his throat...
