"Senior Jingkong, Mingkong doesn't want to fight you." Mingkong knew he was wrong. If he had drawn the sword at this time, he would have really rebelled from the master. She touched her lower abdomen, "When Mingkong gave birth to a child, he would return to the master to apologize."

Mingkong thought it was pretty good, but the child was the flesh that fell from her body. By then, she would really give up her mother's love for her son?

"Junior sister, you..."

The Xuannv of Piaomiao Peak actually said shamelessly that she wanted to give birth to a child in front of the world. Where is Mingkong's move on Piaomiao Peak? At this moment, even Xuankong, who was determined to speak for her, was furious.

"Senior Jingkong, we have no right to execute our junior sister. We will join forces to capture her alive and leave it to the master for the treatment."

Mingkong is not old, but his understanding of martial arts is very high. If you fight alone, Jingkong is not sure to take her down. Xuankong said exactly what she wanted. The two looked at each other and set out swords at the same time in two ways.

The mysterious sword technique is unpredictable, but Mingkong has been immersed in it for many years, so he naturally knows every change of it. In addition, his skill is far higher than Jing. Xuan and the two of them have a flash of sword light. Instead of retreating, she is bullied the sword net, and she avoids it from the gap between their sword moves.

The men's battle for the prince-consorts evolved into the sword fighting of the Xuannv of Piaomiao Peak. The three Mingkong and the other two successfully attracted the attention of the viewers - Piaomiao Peak is high and can allow them to "act now" and is once a lifetime. How can we not get a glimpse of the wonder at this time?

The sword light was scattered, and the figures flew. The seven great gentry, Tubo, and Turkic envoys widened their eyes at the same time. The surprised expression on the face of the old talisman of Ziyang was getting thicker and thicker. Jingkong and Xuankong's kung fu were as expected, but he saw the depth of the opaque hurdle. Could it be that the rumors that day were true?

Who is stronger and who is weaker? Others can see clearly, but the bystanders are clear, the authorities are confused, Mingkong is blindly tolerant, Jingkong, but Xuankong is step by step. With the screams, they are getting more and more fierce.

"Senior sister, Mingkong doesn't want to fight with you, why do you have to fight each other?"

Mingkong stepped on the lotus step, his figure changed, and he shuttled through the sword net, but her words were calm and composed.

When she was practicing, she was able to speak, and Jingkong was shocked. Could it be that the master looked at her with a different eye and secretly taught her more profound martial arts? She was jealous and had no room for her moves. Mingkong didn't want to take action, but she thought, what if she repays kindness with grievances? The winner is the king and the loser is the enemy. If she can take charge of Piaomiao Peak, today's move is just to destroy her relatives for justice.

Xuankong's swords were serialized, attacking Mingkong's upper plate. Mingkong was forced to a dead end. The opportunity was not lost again. How could Jingkong miss it? She cooperated with her sword and stabbed Mingkong at the lower abdomen.

There is no way to retreat. Mingkong wanted to save his life, so he could only use attack as the defense and force the two senior sisters to protect themselves. Thinking about the baby in her stomach, her right hand holding the sword suddenly tightened, and the long sword shone out and separated the Xuankong's sword. Her left hand turned into a palm and slapped the body of Jingkong's sword.

Suddenly, the cold air was so cold that Jingkong groaned, took two steps back, and she sat on the ground.

How is this possible? Mingkong has never cultivated such a thick and cold true energy? Jingkong, Xuankong was stunned at the same time, looking at each other, but saw a faint layer of white frost on the other side. As the audience exclaimed, the old Ziyang talisman clenched his fists tightly.

"Senior sister, I'm sorry..."

Mingkong sighed silently, she glanced at Xuankong who was standing beside Daili, then walked to Jingkong and grabbed her hand.

Jingkong used himself to judge others. She regarded Mingkong's kindness as the ruthless mockery of the winner, and hatred filled her heart. She didn't want to raise the sword and stabbed Mingkong's ribs.

"Senior sister, don't want it!"

"Be careful tomorrow!"

Mingkong could not have thought that his senior sister was so shameless? Xuankong, Ye Yu was too late to warn him. She snorted in pain, and the long sword had penetrated from under her ribs and penetrated from behind.

Ye Yu was furious, and he had already stood beside Mingkong, and kicked Jingkong in his belly with a kick. He was used to pulling his vagina, so he still remembered any men and women at this moment? It was a blessing that he didn't aim, otherwise he would have to taste the pain of being kicked in the crotch. Jingkong howled, and his body flew backwards like a sandbag, screaming everywhere. It took him a long time to hear the "bang" sound when the heavy object fell to the ground.

Xuankong was stunned for a moment, and she rushed off the stage like crazy. Ye Yu ignored her and held Mingkong. At the critical moment, he forgot Mingkong's special physique, and even more forgot that he could not draw the sword casually after being caught in the sword. Without thinking, he pulled out the sword inserted under his ribs for Ming'er.

Such a reckless man would have harmed other girls? Many people covered their eyes and did not want to see this beautiful beauty. Fortunately, the third girl did not see Ye Yu's "recklessness", otherwise she would definitely rush forward and shave them so that he could understand how to save people.

Quiet, absolutely quiet, the square with no less than ten thousand people has become a slightest.

Apart from Mingkong's painful humming, there was no scene of blood gushing as imagined. As for whether he was bleeding, it was hard to say. Who asked Mingkong to come in red? Ye Yu looked at the audience, and he suddenly gave himself a mouth and then inserted the sword back.

Ye Yu's move was unprecedented. Everyone stared at him with wide eyes. There was such a man in the world? But the next scene really subverted their perception. Mingkong, who should have been "seriously injured", drew out his sword body, shook his hand and praised Ye Yu's mouth again - symmetrical left and right, and now he is alive.

This is impossible! Zi Yang Zhenren stood up, but considering his identity, he slowly sat down again.

"Tomorrow, you... are you okay?"

Mingkong suddenly rushed into Ye Yu's arms and started crying. She sobbed and said, "I...my baby...is it gone?"

Ye Yu was stunned again. Where did this go? Who knows if there is a baby in your belly? Besides, this sword is thousands of miles away from your belly! Immediately, Mingkong had a slight understanding of this kind of thing. He reached out to Mingkong under the ribs in front of everyone and rubbed it a few times, and whispered in her ear...

"Really?" Mingkong raised his head in surprise.

"Can you still lie?" Ye Yu looked at Mingkong, "Yue'er is injured, let's go home."

"You can't leave," Ye Yu held Mingkong's hand. Before he could step down, a muffled voice came into his ears, "I want to compete with you."

Turning his head, Ye Yu felt that it was not a person standing in front of him. It was a bit exaggerated to say that it was an iron tower. To be more precise, it was a blind black bear who had become a sperm. The Bull Demon King who wanted to marry Fairy Zixia, had thick eyebrows and big eyes, dark skin, and didn't look very handsome. He was shirtless in the winter, covered in pimples of flesh, and held a big iron stick. Ye Yu compared it and was definitely not thinner than his arms. This made him unable to help but think of the Hu Nu whom he saw in the Cui Mansion that day.

"Who are you?"

"Meng Tieta!"

Ye Yu didn't know who Meng Tieta was? But he was so angry that he was so angry that he inexplicably injured his wife and almost killed his mother. However, he couldn't find the enemy and could no one be able to bear it. With free human sandbags, how could he not use it to make a fuss?
Chapter completed!