After suffering a heavy blow, Ye Yuxi's body flew back seven or eight meters on the ring, and she knelt on the ground with one knee. The short blade in her hand was pressed against the stone slab to prevent her from falling to the ground.
puff-
Ye Yuxi spit out a mouthful of blood. This was the first time she was injured and vomited blood in this world.
"Ah! Miss!" Qing'er exclaimed. He could even dodge that slap. It's impossible for the lady to avoid it with her strength!
Ye Xingyong succeeded with the palm, but was stunned on the spot. Ye Xingyong did not expect that his palm could seriously injure Ye Yuxi. Ye Xingyong could feel the palm just now, and Ye Yuxi pushed away the maid next to him first. , I didn’t dodge on purpose.
Yan Hua on the viewing platform looked at Ye Yuxi's actions, a glimmer of light appeared in his cloudy eyes, and he sighed in his heart: What a strong body! The strength of the fourth-level spiritual being was able to withstand Ye Xingyong's palm and he didn't even fall down.
Ye Yuxi unexpectedly received a slap from Ye Xingyong, which made many people present get excited again and couldn't understand what Ye Yuxi meant for a while.
Ye Yuxi, who was on the stage, took a few deep breaths, and the "Poison Ming Magic" in her body continued to operate, counteracting the spiritual power that invaded her body.
Standing up slowly, his voice was a little hoarse, but it was still clear enough for people to hear: "Ye Xingyong, no matter how you treat me, it is a fact that you have raised me for ten years. Today I receive a slap from you. The kindness of raising me is yours." We are clear! When we meet one day, don’t blame me, Ye Yuxi, for being ruthless!"
Ye Yuxi held the dagger in her hand, her eyebrows raised coldly, and a murderous aura spread out from her body, surrounding her.
Buzz~~
There was a burst of discussion from the auditorium that had been silent for a long time. Everyone in Ningyuan City knew about Ye Yuxi's previous treatment in Ye Mansion. Just now, Ye Yuxi said such words. I am afraid that if he leaves Ye Mansion to set up his own business today, he will not die with Ye Mansion in the future. Never stop!
Qing'er looked at the young lady's somewhat pale face, raised her sword and jumped in front of the young lady, protecting Ye Yuxi behind her, with the sword pointed at Ye Xingyong in front of her.
"Hmph, a little girl wants to overthrow the world!" Ye Xingyong snorted coldly, raised his foot to pick up a single sword on the ground, and held it in his hand.
The Seventh Prince on the viewing platform also looked at Ye Yuxi, thinking in his mind that he had already asked his entourage to report the news, so why didn't the five hundred imperial guards come? Although Ye Yuxi is injured now, which is good news for him, after all, Ye Yuxi is not dead yet!
Wow quack—
A strange laughter came from outside the venue, a bit like the crow of a crow, which made people's hair stand on end.
The originally silent martial arts field suddenly started to get windy.
The wind is invisible, but it is mixed with the strong smell of blood.
"Seventh, Seventh, Seventh Highness! No, it's not good." The guard who had been sent out by the Seventh Prince to do something before ran toward the auditorium with blood on his face. His running body was struggling, and his left arm was hardened. Cutting off life and death, running and stumbling.
The seventh prince's face condensed, and he looked at the guard running towards him with some surprise.
The guard struggled and shouted: "Our people..."
puff!
A sharp sword came out of his chest.
"Our people... are all dead..." The guard lowered his head and looked at the sword on his chest. He only felt that the strength in his body was drained. He weakly said the last three words, his head lowered, and he died.
hiss-
The guard was killed with a sword. The murderer behind him gently pushed the guard's back, pulled out his own sword, and wiped the blood on the sword's edge with the guard's body.
The guard's body collapsed to the ground, and only then did everyone on the viewing platform see the murderer's appearance, or rather his attire!
Standing there with a sharp sword in his hand, the blade of the sword was slightly exposed, shining coldly under the sun. He was wearing a black cloak and a black gauze covering his face, leaving only his eyes exposed.
"The bloody enchantress!"