Chapter 344 Leave the Rest to Me.
After figuring out the key, Ye Zhuixun gritted his teeth and no longer avoided the dagger. Instead, he endured the pain of the dagger cutting his skin while simultaneously using the three artistic conceptions of earth, wind and water——
"The lion roars!"
This punch has the meaning of sealing the land, trapping the dagger...
"The lion roars!"
This punch has the meaning of cutting with the wind, crushing the dagger...
"The lion roars!"
This punch has the intention of dripping water through the stone, corroding the dagger...
呲呲呲——
The piercing and grinding sound that makes people's teeth sore is endless, making people feel a little scared...
"No! No!"
The expressions of the companions beside Fang Wenyang suddenly changed: "Wenyang! Quick, take back the hidden sword!"
It's too late!
"Pfft——"
Fang Wenyang's mouth opened slightly, blood spurted out wildly, and as soon as he rolled his eyes, his face turned pale, he lost consciousness, and fell down——
at the same time.
The remaining seven hidden swords also fell to the ground, losing their cold and sharp luster...
"Oh my God!" gasps rang out from the crowd. Everyone opened their eyes in disbelief and looked at the scene in front of them...
"Wenyang!!!" Fang Wenyang's companion shouted angrily and quickly supported him.
"Damn it! Damn ants, how dare you hurt Wenyang so seriously!"
"Death! I want all of them to die! Make amends for Wenyang!"
The cold, violent, and murderous words caused a moment of silence in the room, followed by even more desperate fear and uneasiness...
"how so?"
"Can't we really leave alive today?"
Even winning can't change the outcome of death, how else can they change their fate?
Even Mu Wuxin couldn't help but feel disheartened: "Brother Hong, Master Feng, do you think they will really kill all of us? But many of us here are respectable people, even Hong Brother, your Hong family is still a branch of the Hong family in the imperial city... Do they really dare to kill us?"
Hong Qinghe closed his eyes: "If it were someone else, he might not dare to kill them, but they... you didn't see the golden dragon token on the waist of the person in the middle. That is... a token that only the prince has..."
Mu Wuxin and Yang Feng were shocked when they heard this, with a look of defeat on their faces...
"Cough cough cough..."
The robe on his body was torn by a dagger, and his whole body was stained with blood. Ye Zhuizhen, who was in ragged clothes, felt his legs go weak and almost fell to his knees...
Under the stage, Lou Qianxue frowned, and disappeared in a flash...
Lou Xiaoxiao, who clenched her fists, breathed a sigh of relief: "Qianxue...is he finally going to take action?"
Lou Qianxue appeared again on the martial arts competition stage. She handed Ye Zhuixun a blood ginseng, a holy healing medicine that could be eaten directly: "Eat."
This is one of the elixirs given to her by Master Huo.
It's just that when Master Huo gave it to her, it was only a hundred years old, but now, after being nourished by the Tongtian Sacred Tree, in just a few days, it has the effect of a thousand-year-old blood ginseng...
Ye Zhuixun looked at Lou Qianxue gratefully: "Thank you, Master."
Lou Qianxue shook her head: "I want you to know that the reason why I didn't save you is because, as long as your life is not harmed, I will not stop you from fighting."
"Master, thank you for allowing me to fight to the end and prove myself - after all, defeating the Third Young Master is not enough. Hong Qinghe is a head taller than me after all, but defeating this Fang Wenyang is different! I believe that, watching My person will be very happy to see me like this.”
Lou Qianxue was silent for a moment: "That's good. You go and rest. Leave the rest to me."