Strongest Eccentric Consort Chapter 334: Leave the rest to me.

Thinking about the key, Ye Zunxun gritted his teeth hard, no longer avoiding the dagger, but endured the pain of cutting the skin with the dagger, while sending out the three artistic conceptions of earth, wind, and water—

"The lion's roar!"

This punch, with the meaning of land closure, trapped the dagger...

"The lion's roar!"

This punch, with the meaning of cutting the wind, smashes the short sword...

"The lion's roar!"

This punch, with the meaning of dripping water through stone, corrodes the short sword...

呲呲呲——

The harsh rubbing sound that makes people's teeth sour, the sound is endless, and it makes people feel a little scared...

"No! No!"

The face of Fang Wenyang's companion suddenly changed greatly: "Wenyang! Quickly, take back the sleeve sword!"

It's too late!

"Puff--"

Fang Wenyang opened his mouth slightly, blood spurted wildly, rolled his eyes, turned pale, lost consciousness, and fell down——

Meanwhile.

Only the remaining seven sleeve swords also fell to the ground, losing their cold and sharp luster...

"Heaven!" There was a gasp from the crowd, and everyone opened their eyes in disbelief, looking at the scene in front of them...

"Wenyang!!!" Fang Wenyang's companion shouted angrily and quickly supported him.

"Damn! Damn ants, how dare to hurt Wen Yang so badly!"

"Death! I want them all to die! Apologize for Wen Yang!"

Cold, violent, and murderous words made the scene quiet for a moment, and then, more desperate fear and anxiety...

"How could this be?"

"Can't we really leave alive today?"

Even winning can't change the outcome of death, how can they change their fate?

Even Mu Wuxin couldn't help but feel disheartened: "Brother Hong, Young Master Feng, do you think they will really kill us all? But many of us present are well-headed people. , even Brother Hong, your Hong family is still a branch of the Imperial City Hong family... Do they really dare to kill us?"

Hong Qinghe closed his eyes: "If it was someone else, he might not dare to kill them, but they...you didn't see the golden dragon token on the waist of the man in the middle, that's...a token only for princes... "

Mu Wuxin and Yang Feng were shocked when they heard this, and their faces were full of ashes...

"cough cough..."

The robe on his body was cut by a dagger, and his body was stained with blood. The ragged Ye Zunxun, his legs were weak, and he almost fell to his knees...

Under the stage, Lou Qianxue's brows furrowed, her figure flashed, and she disappeared...

Lou Xiaoxiao, who clenched his fists, breathed a sigh of relief: "Qianxue...is he finally going to shoot?"

Lou Qianxue reappeared on the training platform. She handed Ye Zhuixun a blood ginseng that could be eaten directly: "Eat."

This is one of the elixir that Master Huo gave her.

It was only a hundred years old when Master Huo gave it to her, and now, after being nourished by the divine tree, it has the effect of a thousand years of blood ginseng in just a few days...

Ye chased and looked at Lou Qianxue gratefully: "Thank you, Master."

Lou Qianxue shook her head: "I want you to know that the reason why I didn't save you is because I won't stop you from fighting any battle as long as it doesn't hurt your life."

"Master, thank you for letting me fight to the end, proving myself - after all, it's not enough to only defeat the third son, Hong Qinghe is one head taller than me, but defeating this Fang Wenyang is different! I believe , the person who is watching me, will be very happy to see me like this."

Lou Qianxue was silent for a while: "That's good, you go to rest, leave the rest to me."