"Cui, are you still a human being? A little girl can do it so hard, you... you are worse than a beast!" After finding out Qingying's injuries, Emperor An Xi was so angry that he was so angry that he kept screaming. While scolding, I wished I could eat Trek alive.
Trek sneered and curled his lips and said, "She overestimated her abilities and took the initiative to bet with me. What does it have to do with me?"
"You..." Emperor An Xi was so angry that he couldn't even speak.
Trek glanced sideways and said faintly, "Speaking of which, it's all because of you that she ended up in this situation. If you didn't care about your life, listened to me, and killed yourself early, why should she suffer this?" [
There are crooked people, and Trek's words can make the dead jump out of their coffins.
"Hehe... The bet between me and this girl is over. The result is obviously that I won. I'm sorry, I'm going to send you on your way." There was a hint of murderous intent in Trek's eyes.
"Cui, if you want to kill His Majesty the Emperor, you must first get past me, Du Yong!" Du Yong's injury was not light, but because of Qingying's encouragement, he seemed to be completely unable to feel the pain in his body at this time. The expression on his face was full of determination and fighting spirit.
"Du Yong, your life is really tough." Cui Ke glanced at Du Yong and said coldly.
Du Yong raised the corner of his mouth, showing a contemptuous smile, and said, "Of course! At least my life, Du Yong, cannot be taken away by a despicable villain like you."
"Really?" Before Trek could finish his words, his figure had turned into a ghost, approaching Du Yong erratically.
Du Yong braced himself, moved the edge of his sword, and released hundreds of thousands of sharp sword lights, intending to strangle Cui Kesheng. Trek's cultivation is also really impressive. As his body swayed, hundreds of shadows appeared. The afterimages were as straight as falling cherry blossoms, with colorful and charming eyes.
Du Yong's thousands of sword lights failed to accomplish anything. Cui Keru entered the deserted area and immediately came to Du Yong. He raised his palm and slapped Du Yong's chest horizontally. Du Yong shouted angrily, and hurriedly raised his sword to block it. Hearing a crisp sound in the air, the sword in Du Yong's hand suddenly split into two pieces, and his body was also chopped by the remaining strength of Trek's palm. Vomiting blood and flying upside down.
"Hmph... You see, you are worse than an ant in front of me now!" Cui Ke sneered after defeating Du Yong with one move.
"Bah!" Du Yong spat out a mouthful of blood, then rolled up. He only wiped away the remaining blood at the corner of his mouth, then regained his energy and locked his gaze on Trek.
Seeing that Du Yong was still unyielding, Cui Ke frowned, with a hint of anger in his expression, and said in a deep voice, "You stubborn guy, do you really want me to beat you to death?"
"Where did all this nonsense come from? It's not certain who will live and who will die!" Du Yong was already determined to die, and anyone could see it.
"Okay! Since you want to die so much, then I will help you!" Traces of cold murderous intent emerged on Trek's face.
Du Yong knew very well that at this time, he no longer had the power to stop Trek. What he is doing now is just fulfilling his final duty as a golden warrior!
Emperor An Xi didn't know what Du Yong was thinking at this time. He was moved in his heart and shed tears in his eyes.
"Come on!" Du Yong took a long breath and clenched the hilt of the sword with both hands.