Wang Cheng's face paled slightly, and he glanced at Chao Lu who was next to Zhao Shen and winked. Chao Lu nodded, and with a flick of his right hand, he slapped Zhao Shen on the back, but when he fell into the air, he suddenly felt his wrist. There was a sharp pain, followed by a numbness in the palm of the hand, and a burst of blisters. Zhu Yurong smiled coldly, turned her right hand, and slapped Chao Lu on the chest. Chao Lu whined and staggered back. He went back and fell next to Wang Cheng.

Chenxi then struck Zhu Yurong with his palm. Yue Ke jumped up from his seat, swung his hands, and hit Chenxi. Chenxi leaned back and flew into the air. With a moment of his right hand, a long The white silk was already shaking towards Yue Ke. Yue Ke turned to the right, knocked forward with his right hand, glanced at Chen Xi coldly, rolled his right hand, and firmly grasped the piece of white silk, struggling with all his strength. The ground was thrown back.

There seem to be more and more assassins in the field, and they are constantly pouring into the ranks of assassins, and all of them are masters. Although Ouchi's guards have arrived, they still can't stop the momentum of their attack. They whirred several times. , several large turntables shot straight from the sky, and the sharp gears whizzed towards Zhao Shen and Zhu Yurong. Zhao Shen glanced at everyone with a pale face, and shouted repeatedly: "Help, help, hurry up Help!" But it was too late, the gears were speeding toward Zhao Shen. Zhu Yurong gritted her teeth, turned her right hand, glanced at Zhao Shen coldly, and said urgently: "Let's go!" Zhao Shen was slapped away with a palm and rolled to Wan Bi and Hua Congrong. Wan Bi and Hua Congrong looked at Zhao Shen in panic and helped him up: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty!" Zhao Shen staggered. He stood up from the ground, pushed Wan Bi away, and rushed forward, shouting loudly: "Rong'er, Ron'er!"
Chapter completed!