Chapter 657

Yehe frowns tightly, and doubts flash through the pretty Phoenix eyes. He dances the folding fan in his hand and wrestles with five people. With a bite of silver teeth, his heart's impatience is getting bigger and bigger. When does it go on like this?

These five people seem to have endless strength, not afraid of any pain, hurt, also do not care. The smell of blood filled her nose bag, and her heart became more and more irritable. Her movements were faster and faster, and her hands were more and more cruel. Her moves were full of killing intention.

After fighting for such a long time, although the five people cooperated very well, they did not cause any serious injury to Yeyu. The best thing was a little scratch on the arm. The price was one hand.

"Are you crazy!? Come down The head of the snow lotus sect was also flustered and yelled. But the men, as if they had not heard it, continued to fight with their crippled bodies. Because of the excessive blood loss, everyone's face appears pale. According to the common sense, if the blood loss is too much, they should have fainted for a long time, but these people did not even shake their bodies at all.

"Something's wrong! That's not right! " Duan Ying, who had been watching the competition from the stage, not only took a cold breath, but also looked at the prince in a low voice. He looked at the prince and hesitated and said, "Your Highness, this situation looks very similar to the situation in the East Palace in the capital city."

"It's a bit like that." Hearing this, the prince recalled the news that he had heard about the east palace. He nodded gently and said solemnly, "is this also what the so-called Jiuli people did this time? What's their purpose? What good will it do for them to start this fight? "

"I don't know." Puzzled by a series of questions from the prince, he raised his hand and scratched his head. With some embarrassment, he looked at the prince turning black and quickly added, "but I don't think it's so difficult to deal with. At least their martial arts are not high, and the young master is also easy to deal with."

"I know she can handle it, but it seems that she is a little upset." The prince said lightly. Along the prince's line of sight, Yeshu looked at the five people who were close to him. The folding fan in his hand was flying, seriously injuring each other and protecting himself as much as possible. She didn't kill her hand. It seemed that she was hesitating whether to kill or not.

Yeshu's folding fan was stained with blood, and the blood soaked into the fan, so a good landscape painting was destroyed. Looking down at the folding fan in his hand, he was very unhappy. With his eyes narrowed, he did not act mercilessly. The folding fan in his hand was flying like a boomerang in the air. Several twists would cut off the heads of the five people. Round rolling head fell on the ground, hit a few rolls, no head, soft body fell down. The eyes were full of empty killing intention.

"Hiss The people under the stage can't help but take a breath of air-conditioning when they look at the short limbs on the field. Some people can't help but vomit. The people of these small sects have never seen you so cruel to kill. They all look pale and hold their own images, sitting there on pins and needles, holding their own images.

"What's the matter? Why are these people crazy? "

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