"Witch...are you using these methods to kill our Highness?" Xiao Li said.
"That's right. Your Highness died of suffocation.
"Originally, I wanted to die with him...
"But my life should not be cut off. The King of Hell has let me come back.
"Your Highness has reached the end of his life span. Even if I don't kill him, he will die for other reasons.
"Otherwise, he will be released just like me."
"I don't believe your lies!
"You think I'm a three-year-old?"
Xiao Li became so angry that he tried to pull his sword back, and then killed Ye Jingjing with one sword...
But no matter how much force he exerted, the sword remained fixed there, unmoved.
Finally he got angry...
"Ah, witch, I'm going to kill you."
He moved his hand and rushed towards Ye Jingjing, intending to use his palm power to seriously injure Ye Jingjing.
"Xiaoqing...get out of the way."
Nangong Zhao took the lead and stood in front of Ye Jingjing...
Immediately using his internal energy, Nangong Zhao used his palm power to fight with Xiao Li...
bump!
With a sound, two pairs of palms clashed in the air...
Nangong Zhao has the internal strength of Qianjimen Old Man for decades, and even Nangong Ze is no match for him if he fights for his internal strength alone.
How could Xiao Li be his opponent?
So Xiao Li couldn't hold on, and was suddenly knocked away by Nangong Zhao's palm...
He fell to the ground, and a line of blood spilled from his lips.
"Xiao Li, are you okay?" Qian Mo asked worriedly.
When he saw that Xiao Li was at a disadvantage, he also raised his sword and joined the battle...
Although Qian Mo is a military advisor, in terms of martial arts, he is not weak compared to Xiao Li, a first-class bodyguard of Tianzhuo Kingdom.
"You... also want to compete with me?"
Nangong Zhao raised his eyebrows lightly and looked at Qian Mo.
Nangong Zhao has practiced martial arts diligently during this period, and coupled with the secret of the Thousand Transformations Magic Kung Fu, his martial arts has already advanced by leaps and bounds...
He believed that he would not be defeated by Qian Mo.
So he stood up confidently and stood in front of Ye Jingjing, "With me here today, you can't even think of hurting her even a hair."
"Really? Then try it."
Qian Mo draws his sword and competes with Nangong Zhao...