Chapter 790: Fierce Battle, Ye Hui VS Yan Suiming 3

People's repeated exhortations, saying that they were for Ye Hui's own good, were like red-hot irons, burning Ye Hui's flesh and soul. Lie 『文Ω网

Why...

Why did everyone tell him to give up?

Why couldn't he persist?

Even if he was overestimating himself or was insignificant and ridiculous, he didn't want to give up! !

Not at all! !

Looking at Ye Hui covered in wounds and blood, Ni Shaoyao felt so happy that she wished Yan Suiming would beat Ye Hui to death!

But for the sake of her image, she couldn't say such words.

On the contrary, Shen Fei, who was standing aside, saw what Ni Shaoyao meant, smiled evilly, and shouted loudly: "Ye Hui! How long do you want to entangle like a stink bug? Do you think that this will make our senior brothers soft-hearted and let you win? Dream on!"

Such insults made all the disciples of Douhun Sect shrink their pupils and look up at the shouting man.

At first glance, he realized that this man was Shen Fei who went to Baishi Ghost Land with them.

Damn it!

They were friends, but he was so mean that he stabbed Ye Hui at this time? !

Seeing 6 Jiuque, Shen Li and others looking at him, Shen Fei became more proud.

He disliked them in Baishi Ghost Land. They obviously had fire marrow, but they were unwilling to keep warm with them, letting them suffer from the cold.

This Ye Hui was even more hateful. In order to protect 6 Jiuque, he did not give in to them.

It would be best to die here!

If he didn't die, he wouldn't mind sending him off next time he met him!

"Look at you, hahaha, you are really a dog. Come on, bark a few times and listen. Maybe our senior brother will be merciful and let you live on? Otherwise, it will be a shame if you become disabled! Hahaha!"

The rules only say that you can't kill people, but you can't disable people!

It's normal to break hands and feet in a fight,

isn't it? !

Under the influence of Shen Fei, the disciples of Mingjing Sect laughed and laughed, and made insulting remarks.

Those dirty words made the disciples of Douhun Sect furious, and the audience looked at each other in bewilderment. Even the representatives of the four sects were stunned.

Zuo Lengyang narrowed his eyes and looked at the teacup in his hand and said, "Mingjing Sect... Will this be too much?"

The peak master of Mingjing Sect raised his eyebrows lazily and sneered, "Since Mr. Wu Ma didn't say anything, it means that this does not violate the rules."

Yes, as the referee of this duel, Wu Ma's sword didn't arrive, and Zuo Lengyang couldn't speak even if he was angry.

This tall man in a cloak seemed not to have seen such a cruel and bloody scene, but just sat motionless in the distance.

If he wasn't still breathing, they would even think it was just a sculpture!

Damn it!

"Puff... cough cough..."

Ye Hui's mind was a little fuzzy with his body in tatters. Blood stained most of his body. His clenched teeth began to loosen, but his red eyes were still fixed on his target. He raised his fist weakly again and again...

When his fist fell——

"Ye Hui——"

Such a shout was so familiar that it couldn't be more familiar. It came from the person he wanted to cherish in his heart.

Ye Hui's heart suddenly tightened, as if it was held tightly by something, and it hurt...

Xiao Jiuer...

What do you want to say?

Do you want me to give up too?

Do you also want to cruelly tell me that I am overestimating my own abilities and that I am clumsy and ridiculous?