In the battle between the two great grandmasters, ordinary people have to die if they connect to the melee combat circle.

The sand and rocks are constantly flying, and the shadows of the surrounding trees are shaking wildly.

Xuanyiwei retreated backwards and spontaneously stayed by the side of the princess and the king.

The man in black stood behind the Grand Master.

The few remaining men and horses on both sides were separated and forced to watch this murderous battle of the Grand Master.

Those with shallow internal strength have already begun to bleed.

The internal breath released by King Yan overwhelmed everyone, and they couldn't move.

He didn't intend to spare anyone.

Under Wang Gu's control, he just wanted to kill everyone present.

Even the sound of his breathing made him feel a splitting headache.

Ye Qingge retreated again, he covered his heart and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth:

"Your lord, when will you wake up after killing people?"

Ye Qingge had been taking care of the master a few years ago, and although he knew that something had happened to his junior brother, he didn't arrive at Dayan in time.

It was the first time he had seen Yan Zhaoxi, who had opened the big move slaughter mode.

Xuanfeng and Xuanyu didn't squeak, and the prince would suffer great pain if he went mad.

Before there was no princess, it was the Qingyuan Dao Leader and Xuan Feng who worked together to lock him up with an arm-thick chain before he was completely out of control.

Then Daoist Qingyuan will inject internal force into the prince's body to suppress the violent qi in his body.

Daoist Qingyuan will also sort out the meridians for the prince, but he can't control the consumption of his internal strength.

Every time the suppression is over, it will take at least half a month for the head of Qingyuan to recover.

Later, he found that the violent qi in the prince's body became more and more uncontrollable, so he had the plan to seal him in a black iron coffin and hide in the cave.

Daoist Qingyuan has some skills, but he has never been able to find a way to solve the violent qi in the prince's body.

It's the princess, very powerful.

It's a pity that now the princess ......

Xuan Feng seemed to think of something, ignoring the many bloody wounds on his body, and walked quickly towards Xiao Fuyi.

took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, fed Xiao Fuyi the rejuvenation pill he gave him, and fed it to Xiao Fuyi.

Xuanyu wanted to do the same, but was stopped by Ye Qingge.

"Hey, what are you doing, this rejuvenation pill is a good thing, she eats so much in one go, and you're not afraid that she won't be able to digest it?"

Ye Qingge snatched the rejuvenation pill from Xuan Yu's hand and divided two for each of them.

There were five pills in a total bottle, and he put the rest back.

"Keep it for your life. Your prince will probably need it later. ”

As far as Ah Zhao's current deadly style of play, he has more injuries on his body than that great grandmaster.

The Great Grandmaster also knew that it was not a way to go on like this, so he tried his best to find the flaws of King Yan.

But he was still injured and at the moment, he doesn't look very good.

However, Ah Zhao went mad, and after he woke up, he didn't know if he could accept the death of his younger sibling.

He has already taken the pulse for his younger siblings, and those who practice martial arts will more or less take the pulse.

Xiao Fuyi's pulse was disordered, and he couldn't get out of life at all.

Over there, Yan Zhaoxi quickly separated the winner from the Great Grandmaster.

The Great Grandmaster was slapped in the heart by him, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

The violent aura shook his head and made him dizzy, his body shook, and finally he fell.

When the remaining black-clothed people saw the Great Grandmaster fall to the ground, they didn't care about running away, only knowing that today's task was to kill King Yan.

They attacked the Yan King, who grabbed several swords in one hand and broke them all together.

The tip of the sword was controlled by him with internal force and turned off, and one by one the tip of the sword sank into the body of the man in black, and none of them stood up again.