While the two parties were fighting, the black West Factory, which had been built by generations of Jin Kingdom kings, silently and enchantingly sparkled on it.
Black and red, two completely different colors intersect, exuding dazzling brilliance under the golden light of spring.
The absolute authority of the Later Jin Kingdom.
The weapon used by the Later Jin Kingdom to dominate the Seven Kingdoms.
The West Factory was plunged into a coquettish fire.
In the wedding hall where blood was splashing, Yun Zhao had been standing in the corner watching everything since the beginning of the chaos. At this time, in the chaos, someone gently leaned on his ear and whispered a few words quickly.
Yun Zhao's eyes suddenly lit up, and a bright smile bloomed on his face with blue nose and swollen eyes.
He glanced at Liu Yue, who was looking murderous in the crowd, and the smile in her eyes was extremely happy.
Wei Wei waved his hand to the people behind him and whispered a few instructions. Yun Zhao waved the folding fan in his hand and dodged into the fighting circle.
With a wave of the folding fan in his hand, a piece of the folding fan made of paper swiped across the necks of several Xichang people in front of him, blood splattered as fast as a sharp knife.
The white curled fan surface was not stained with even a drop of blood.
With fluttering blue clothes, Yun Zhao walked towards Liuyue with a smile on his face, folding fans flying everywhere he passed, leaving no one in his way behind.
That kind of clean and neat attack, even if it's not as good as Liu Yue's one-hit kill, it's not far behind.
With such powerful skills, there are still skills that in these days, even if a brothel is jealous, it can get a black nose and a swollen eye.
With a stroke of the string in her hand, Liu Yue's eyebrows flashed with anger, and she broke a string with one finger, and the silver filament instantly bounced towards the Seventh Hall Master.
The string passes through the air, and the body is like a ghost.
Before the Seventh Hall Master had time to see clearly how Liu Yue was forcing him up, his wrists suddenly felt cold, and the hand he waved out suddenly lost its center of gravity.
Blood splattered out, and there was still the dark palm there, and the Seventh Hall Master opened his eyes wide.
In front of him were his famous palms. There was only a silver thread on the wrists. Both palms were cut off at the wrist, leaving them empty.