Murong Qingyan's words were reasonable, and Murong Xiong had no way to refute them. If possible, he really wanted to slap Murong Qingyan to death.
"Murong Qingyan, why do you want to kill everything like this?" Nangong Ye in the audience couldn't help but speak. When he looked at Murong Qingxue, his eyes flashed with worry and distress, but here he looked at Murong Qing. When Yan Shi, his eyes were full of disgust, "Xue'er is already like this now, and it's obvious that she lost to you. If you want to continue like this, don't you think it's an inch."
Unlike facing Murong Xiong, Murong Qingyan didn't even look at Nangong Ye, she directly lifted Murong Qingxue with one hand, and a sinister smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "How is it, Murong Qingxue, you Do you want to admit defeat? Or do you want to keep fighting? I don't care, it's up to you to choose."
"If you admit defeat, say it out loud now and let everyone know that you, Murong Qingxue, lost to me, Murong Qingyan."
After speaking, Murong turned her face into a malicious smile. At this time, let Murong Qingxue admit defeat, I'm afraid it will make her feel worse than death!
Murong Qingxue gave Murong Qingyan a stern look, if it were normal, such eyes would definitely be sharp. It's a pity, now Murong Qingxue's white clothes have been stained with dust, and she looks messy and dare not, and her usually beautiful face has become a pig's head. She thought she was staring fiercely, which was extraordinarily ridiculous.
"Don't admit defeat, do you?" Murong Qingyan nodded with a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth, and immediately threw Murong Qingxue on the ground, followed by his fist.
"I admit defeat." Just as the fist was about to hit Murong Qingxue's face again, a hoarse voice finally sounded.
Murong Qingxue finally conceded defeat, even though she had already lost a crushing defeat.
With the sound of Murong Qingxue admitting defeat, Murong Qingyan's offensive came to an abrupt end. Although the attack of the fist was stopped in time, the fist style still made Murong Qingxue feel a slight pain. At the same time, she felt a burst of joy in her heart. Because if this punch came down, she didn't know what the consequences would be for her.
Now that Murong Qingxue has already conceded defeat, Murong Qingyan will naturally not kill them all, especially now that they are in the public eye. but-
The corners of Murong Qingyan's mouth curled into a shallow smile, and she was also sneering in her heart. Does Murong Qingxue really think that this is the end
In the past, didn't Murong Qingxue always think that Murong Qingyan was a waste, so he kept insulting Murong Qingyan was a waste? Then she asked Murong Qingxue to have a good taste of what it was like to be a waste.
Although I can't see it now, her sword is far from that simple. Does Murong Qingxue think that she just hurt her internal organs? In that lightsaber, she had already instilled her own unique profound strength, that is, that little bit of golden light.
That little bit of golden light was not simple, but it would cut off Murong Qingxue's meridians, making it impossible for Murong Qingxue to practice again. I believed that Murong Qingxue would soon discover this fact.
"Murong's face wins!"
With the voice of the judges, the battle between Murong Qingyan and Murong Qingxue officially came to an end. No one expected such a result, but it happened.