"Yes, I obey!" Xiaoyu gingerly took out a small bottle from her arms, stood up tremblingly and handed it to Ting Qingyu.
Strangely, this Xiaoyu should know some martial arts. Although he is not proficient in it, he is not afraid to this extent.
Maybe it's because Ting Qingyu stabbed her just now...
Xiaoyu handed the small white bottle to Ting Qingyu, but her other hand stabbed at Ting Qingyu like lightning. With a pop, four sharp swords were suddenly thrust out of her sleeves.
, the cold wind blew towards her face, and Cheyue was immediately shocked. Which of the four sharp swords could he block?
"Yu'er!" shouted loudly. It was too late to speak, but it was too late. Ting Qingyu had no time to block it. After all, she was injured and poisoned. Cheyue had already thrown her whole body towards her, and immediately protected her whole body in her arms.
, I felt a sudden pain in my back hand, and the four swords immediately pierced Cheyue's body! [
Xiaoyu frowned, cursed fiercely, and pulled out the sword with a swish. Cheyue grunted, her face turned pale, her back was in great pain, and blood spurted out. Ting Qingyu screamed, with huge anger.
Her whole body heated up, and she roared angrily. She held Cheyue in one hand and stabbed out her long sword with the other hand, blocking Xiaoyu's slashing sword!
Xiu'er was frightened to death. She screamed and fainted from the bloody scene.
"Bitch, die!" Xiaoyu screamed, her face twisted with hatred, her expression ferocious, and she stabbed hard with one of the swords!
Ting Qingyu almost went crazy!
Cheyue... what would happen if he was stabbed four times? Damn it, if she doesn't kill Xiaoyu, she will not be a human being!
Ting Qingyu put down Cheyue with one hand, her eyes filled with murderous intent and rage. She seemed to no longer feel the pain in her back, and she no longer felt the poison. She blocked Xiaoyu's sword with a clang. Xiaoyu was originally
If a woman who was not very good at martial arts was defeated by this woman, Ting Qingyu would really feel like she was dead.
Xiaoyu was startled. She didn't expect that Ting Qingyu would be as ferocious as a tiger. She was about to take back her sword, but she didn't expect that Ting Qingyu grabbed her arm with his left hand, and swung his right hand with a swish.
Xiaoyu only felt a heartbreaking pain in her left hand!