He felt that both Shang Zhen and Ming Wang were idiots. They were reduced to this for a woman, especially Shang Yi, who actually died for a woman. It was really inappropriate.
Don't you know that in Ting Qingyu's eyes, he is also so pathetic? He is so in love with his brother that he might as well find a man to spend the rest of his life with.
"I see, huh, now no matter whose property it is, isn't it all back in your hands?" Ting Qingyu sneered and clenched the hilt of the sword, guarding against his sudden attack.
"You are also wrong. Three of them are in the hands of your male concubine, so... now I want to kill him and get back the three colorless beads!" Xiao Ting sneered, "Although the colorless beads have entered the human body
Within, but definitely not melting!”
Cheyue's face was confused, but she heard Xiao Ting sneer, and a cold light rushed towards Zhenting Qingyu. Cheyue was shocked. Although she had no physical contact with her in her memory, as the days passed,
The more I feel nervous and familiar with her.[
Ting Qingyu was secretly shocked. Xiao Ting's attack was as fast as lightning. Fortunately, he was on guard secretly, otherwise he didn't know whether this sword would kill him!
However, he still injured his shoulder!
It wasn't deep, but he heard Che Yue roaring and banging next to him. As soon as Xiao Ting took back his sword, Che Yue hit him hard.
Ting Qingyu's face was slightly pale, and he stepped forward with his sword in hand. The two of them were like colorful butterflies, one red and one white, surrounding Xiao Ting. The sound of swords jingled and the sound of killing filled the air, making the men in black behind him couldn't help but take a few steps back.
Without the order of the leader, they cannot take action and can only wait quietly.
Xiao Ting must have seen Cheyue killing fifteen of his men, and he must have been furious and vowed to take him down.
Cheyue and Ting Qingyu were as agile as the wind, and Xiao Ting was unable to take any advantage within fifty moves. He couldn't help but become even more furious and cheered up. The three of them were fighting hard to separate each other.
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Although Ting Qingyu's internal strength was not as good as Cheyue's, he combined the two modern techniques. His swordsmanship sometimes turned into fists, and sometimes his fist skills turned into swords. The cold light flashed across, and the black hair danced. The two of them forced Xiao Ting to retreat step by step, and stepped aside.
In front of the small forest, sawdust suddenly flew into the air and soil flew into the air.