Looking at Nangong Qingsu's reddish right cheek, it was really not Ye Xue who was merciful and did not hit him hard, but Nangong Qingsu's head which was heavily protected. Ye Xue could only wipe his face with that slap.
Although it was loud, it did not actually cause any harm to Nangong Qingsu.
Hit me in the face, I want you to die!!! Nangong Qingsu's eyes changed, he jumped up, and under the spring light, slashed Ye Xue's left hand with his sword.
The long sword came with a fierce force and struck Ye Xue's right arm in an instant.
"Ah..." Luo Lan and Luo Mei exclaimed, while Nangong Xiaoyao had already slapped the table and flew to the ring.
"Be clear and show mercy..."
Before Nangong Xiaoyao finished speaking, the situation suddenly reversed. Ye Xue tilted her shoulders and shook her arm. All of Nangong Qingsu's strength was released by her, and the knife did not scratch Ye Xue's arm.
Luo Lan, Luo Lan, and Nangong Xiaoyao breathed a sigh of relief.
"I knew you had this move." Nangong Qingsu, who was attacking Ye Xue at close range, suddenly laughed strangely. He stepped out with his foot, stabilized his body leaning to the left, and loosened his right hand holding the sword.
, when the long sword fell to the ground alone, his palm condensed with true energy had already hit Ye Xue's chest.
At this moment, the night snow is unavoidable.
Xuanyuan Aotian in the private room of the restaurant frowned and stopped Lin Ruhai who was about to jump off the restaurant.
Su Yinhu in another restaurant suddenly crushed the tea cup in his hand.
"No..." Nangong Xiaoyao shouted hoarsely like a wounded beast.
"It's over..." Zhou Chao was heartbroken. Once Nangong Yexue died, he would have no way to survive!
"You're dead!" Nangong Xiaoyao's words did not reach Nangong Qingsu's heart. At this time, Nangong Qingsu had the chance to win and opened his mouth arrogantly.
Well done. Nangong Wuming smiled lightly.
Luo Lan and Luo Mei were not as nervous as before. Instead, they breathed a sigh of relief when no one was paying attention.
Ah Li bit the pastry and looked down on Nangong Qingsu with his big black pearl eyes. Sample, try your best with the master, do you not want to live anymore, or don’t want to live, or don’t want to live anymore!
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Nangong Qingsu's palm has been struck, and Ye Xue can't avoid it. She can only hit it head-on - and head-on, she is no match for Nangong Qingsu among the ten - Ruoda's school ground, thousands of people inside and outside the field
, after counting Xuanyuan Aotian, Luo Lan, Luo Mei, Ah Li and one fox, everyone thought so.
This is the time I've been waiting for.
Silent laughter, blooming in layers like flowers, is a kind of beauty that abandons appearance, cannot be described in words, and exudes with temperament - absolutely beautiful!
Intangible and colorless - when Xuanyuan Aotian and Su Yinhu discovered it, their eyes could no longer leave Ye Xue.
"Boom!" A small white hand and a big dark hand faced each other, and the roaring sound exploded in the sky like spring thunder. Nangong Qingsu felt his palms heat up and flew towards the kite with its string broken.
Nangong Qingsu fell twenty meters. He broke the wooden stakes of the arena and flew ten meters away from the arena before falling to the ground.
"Ugh!" A mouthful of red blood spurted out, and Nangong Qingsu's face turned gray.
"Su'er!" Seeing Nangong Qingsu fall to the ground and vomiting blood, Nangong Wuming immediately flew to his side and put a palm on his back. The ice true energy was continuously lost to Nangong Qingsu.
Ye Xue retracted her right palm and clasped her hands behind her back with an indifferent expression.