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[105] Please
"My lord, thank you for your hospitality these years!" Uncharacteristically, Ying Lao bowed solemnly to Zhao Wuji:
"I'm already old, and half of my foot is in the coffin. Today, let me give up my life for the king!"
After finishing speaking, he was covered with crazy killing intent all over his body, his back was straight, and he turned his head to look at Yang Kang:
"Today, I will kill you!"
Zhao Wou-ki's face sank like water, but there was a trace of sadness in his eyes.
Yang Kang's face turned serious, he felt a dangerous aura, never thought that there was such a strong man beside Zao Wou-ki.
"Shua!"
Yang Kang drew his sword, and he didn't dare to take it too seriously when dealing with Elder Ying.
The Yang family in Zhongnanshan inherited the swordsmanship of the Ancient Tomb School, and after thousands of years of tempering, they developed the Yuying swordsmanship.
Yang Kang relied on this set of swordsmanship to cross the rivers and lakes.
"Boom!"
The two fought together, Elder Ying let out roars, and punched like iron.
The power of a punch is like a stormy sea, and its power is incredible.
Yang Kang didn't move, and when the punch arrived, he suddenly dodged, like a bird, and Ying Lao was also very fast, following closely behind.
The cold light flickered, and the shadow of the fist was ooh!
In a short while, the two had already exchanged nearly a hundred moves.
One has superb swordsmanship, and the other stepped into the pseudo-grandmaster realm by virtue of the secret method of blood sacrifice.
However, Yinglao was old, and at the cost of overdrawing his life and burning his blood, after two hundred moves, he gradually became unable to do what he wanted. Yang Kang also discovered this, stopped fighting, and blindly dodged with light work.
Finally, Yang Kang found an opportunity, stabbed out with a sword, as light as a flying swallow skimming the water, passed through Yinglao's chest, and then kicked Yinglao away.
Yinglao fell heavily to the ground, his body lost weight rapidly, his chest was deeply sunken, blood spattered, and he was about to die.
There was no pain on his face, just self-blame and annoyance. Ashamed, he glanced at Zhao Wou-ki and Zhao Qingluan, with infinite remorse surging in his eyes.
"Great king, princess, you are old and incompetent, let's take a step first, you take care"
After finishing speaking, Yinglao passed away suddenly!
At the moment of his death, he didn't regret it at all, but blamed himself for not saving Zhao Wuji and Zhao Qingluan.
"Now, there are finally no such annoying guys, little white rabbit, I will enjoy you well."
Yang Kang turned his head to look at Zhao Qingluan, showing a dark smile.
"Grandpa Shadow." Zhao Qingluan's eyes were red, she raised her head and gave her father a firm look, raised the dagger in her hand, and stabbed it into the heart.
"It would be a pity for such a beauty to die like this!"
He grinned, revealing a mouthful of white and blue teeth, with a salivating expression.
In the next second, the dagger in Zhao Qingluan's hand was shot down to the ground, looking at the evil man in front of her, who seemed to be a demon from hell, she could feel the greedy desire, wishing to swallow her alive.
"Is this my destiny?"
Deep despair appeared on her face, I'm afraid no miracle will happen this time!
It turns out that there is really no brother Xiaoyao!
It turns out that everything is just my own imagination!
My fate is probably to be insulted by this person and then die?
Zhao Qingluan's eyes were filled with bitterness, she had accepted her fate!
"Don't worry, I will take pity on beautiful girls, Jie Jie."
Yang Kang gave a sinister smile, stretched out his hand, and with a hiss, a large area of ??snow-white was revealed.
"Yo, you're having so much fun in broad daylight, Quncha, is the deity interrupting you?"
Suddenly, a playful voice sounded, and everyone followed the sound, and at some point, a man in green shirt stood at the door of the sleeping hall.
The sun shone from his body, and the shadow fell on the shiny marble floor of the sleeping hall, which was extremely long.
"Ye Xuan?"
I don't know why, seeing the young man in front of him, Zhao Qingluan felt inexplicably settled down, and even felt a surprise for no reason.
However, after a while, he shook his head again and exclaimed: "Ye Xuan, run, run, he is a devil, a devil!"
"You arrogant boy, why don't you get out, go quickly!" Zhao Wou-ki winked.?He yelled loudly.
Seeing Ye Xuan, the lawless brothers suddenly laughed wantonly.
Zhao couldn't help but sullenly said, "Boy, how dare you slap me last time! This time I will make your life worse than death."
"If there is a way to heaven, you don't go, but if there is no way to hell, you just go in."
As soon as the two waved their hands, hundreds of soldiers surrounded Ye Xuan in an instant.
Guliba lying on the ground, coughing up blood, showed a miserable smile:
"Husky, husky, I told you to get out of here, but you just don't give up."
"Before I died, I was buried with an idiot like you. What a joy!"
At this moment, Gu Liba was full of remorse. Although Zhao Qingluan was beautiful, it was not worth it to sacrifice his life for a woman. Fortunately, he was able to draw Ye Xuan on his back when he was dying, and he suddenly felt relieved.
Zhao couldn't turn to Yang Kang and said, "Young Master Poison, let's make an agreement, Qingluan belongs to you, and the throne of Nanzhao belongs to me. As for this kid, I will dig out his heart, pull his tendons, peel his skin, and chop him into pieces. Flower fodder."
That look of resentment was as if Ye Xuan had killed his father and slept with his wife.
Surrounded by all kinds of resentment, resentment, pity, and worry, Ye Xuan was surrounded by various complex emotions. Ye Xuan remained unmoved, but looked at Zhao Qingluan and said:
"Do you still remember what the deity said to you?"
"What?" Zhao Qingluan looked puzzled, what time is this, and Ye Xuan is still talking here! What a death! !
"This deity has said that as long as you ask this deity, this deity can change your destiny." Ye Xuan looked extremely proud.
The bedroom suddenly became quiet, and no one thought that at this time, this fragile young man would say such a thing?
Did he forget to take his medicine when he went out today, or did he take too much medicine?
All eyes were on Ye Xuan.
"This kid, I'm simply impatient!"
"Alter changing fate? Hehe, who does he think he is? Empress Wuzu?"
Although Guliba was already facing death, he still cast an idiot's gaze on Ye Xuan, and sneered:
"It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous! I, Guliba, have become a fish on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered, but you, a cowardly little boy, are so crazy?"
Zhao Wou-ki shook his head: "Little brother, this time you came to Nanzhao to treat my illness, and ended up today. I, Nanzhao, am sorry for you. If there is an afterlife, I will repay you like a cow and a horse."
At this time, if you still ask such irrelevant questions, you are really hopeless!
Zhao Qingluan gave Ye Xuan a blank look, broke the jar, bowed to Ye Xuan, and said:
"Then I beg you, Mr. Ye Xuan, please change my fate! Hurry up!"
It's just that there was a touch of sarcasm in these words, obviously he didn't take Ye Xuan's words seriously at all
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