As time passed, Sima Yi's forehead was covered with a thick layer of sweat, the fighting energy in her body was almost dry, the force of wielding the leather whip was getting smaller and smaller, and her hands seemed to be filled with lead, so heavy that she couldn't lift it.

Seeing this, Sima Xiong in the stands exclaimed: "Not good!"

As soon as his words fell, there was a sudden change on the stage, and I saw that the moment Sima Yi gasped, the figure disappeared from the spot, and the whole person was as fast as lightning, facing Sima Yi, his right hand condensed a rich fighting spirit, and his body was full of terrible killing intent, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Sima Yi's eyes, and his left hand grabbed her wrist of waving the leather whip and folded it hard.

"Ahh

Twelve didn't give her a chance to react, her right hand turned into a fist, and a punch smashed into her abdomen, right in the middle of the dantian, the domineering fighting spirit entered from the outside, Sima Yi screamed in pain, she seemed to feel a strong air flow tearing at the muscles and veins all over her body, like a sharp knife, stirring her limbs and bones!

"Ahh

This change shocked everyone and couldn't come back to their senses, how could Twelve, who was still struggling to dodge, suddenly appear in front of Sima Yi? How could he deliver such a sharp blow?

Seeing Sima Yi wailing in pain, many people couldn't bear it, feeling that the twelve hands were too heavy, the twelve hooked their lips and sneered, straightened up, and pulled out a dagger from the riding boots, the dagger reflected a dazzling halo in the sun, reflecting her cold and bloodthirsty eyes.

What is she going to do?

There was a sigh in the stands, when Twelve pulled out the dagger, Sima Xiong couldn't sit still anymore, he flew into the ring, his sturdy body protected Sima Yi on the ground behind him, and stared at Twelve with a dark and calm face, as if he wanted to swallow her alive, and squeezed out a sentence between his teeth: "What are you going to do?"

Everyone held their breath, waiting for Twelve's answer, but saw that she just let out a soft snort, her thin lips were slightly curled, and she raised the dagger in her hand and said, "Naturally kill her!"

The words were loud, and it actually made countless people's scalps tingle, and if there was a real murderous aura, her petite body was tightly surrounded, and she was dressed in white, with green silk slightly raised, she was like a killing god! Standing in front of Sima Xiong, her eyebrows were cold, and she said word by word.

Kill her?

She was going to kill her sister with her own hands?

Countless people gasped, never knowing that there were people in this world who were cold-blooded to such a point, this is a love for relatives! In ancient times, Li Shimin killed the prince in front of the noon gate, and now he has killed his sister with twelve blows, the same ruthlessness, the same femme fatale!

The muscles on Sima Xiong's face shook unnaturally a few times, he clenched his fists, and looked guarded: "You have already won, don't be aggressive!"

"Am I aggressive?" Twelve sneered disdainfully, her eyes were full of slaughter, her clothes were hunting in the breeze, she was cold, and said proudly: "I am aggressive, how can you bear me?" she asked sonorously and forcefully, not taking Sima Xiong in her eyes at all.

As early as when Sima Yi hired a killer with a lot of money to try to assassinate her, Twelve had already moved to kill her! If it weren't for the great increase in her cultivation, she would have died tragically at the hands of the killer, and today, she is just giving back to her in the other way! She will be said to be aggressive?

Big joke!

Twelve took a step forward and approached Sima Xiong, a pair of bottomless eyes were like a cold pool, glowing with a cold halo: "Let me ask you, the oath of the day is life or death?"

Sima Xiong's muscles trembled a little, and he was silent under the sharp gaze of the twelve.

"Let me ask you again, if it were me who fell to the ground today, would she let me go?" Twelve continued to ask, but saw that Sima Xiong was silent, knowing that he was in the heart of what he said, the sneer on his face deepened a little: "In that case, why did you let me let her go? I let her go today, I can't guarantee that she won't make trouble in the future! I, Sima Ruyi, will never leave myself with trouble!"

With that, she flipped her wrist, and the dagger made a wonderful arc in the air: "Get out of the way—"

She shouted, and saw that she was about to bypass Sima Xiong and take Sima Yi's life, but unexpectedly, Sima Xiong actually paced again to block her way: "No! I won't let you hurt her another hair if you say anything today." Like a hero protecting a treasure, he stood straight in front of Twelve, and said firmly word by word.

What kind of irony is this? The same is his daughter, Sima Ruyi is the disdainful stain in his eyes, but Sima Yi is the pride that he would rather die than protect! The twelve eyes are even colder, "I must kill her today, will you let her or not?"

The four eyes were paired, Sima Xiong firmly protected Sima Yi, and did not back down half a step! The five fingers holding the dagger suddenly tightened, "Good! Very good!" she smiled, "Since that's the case......"

"Wait!" Seeing that the fighting spirit in the palms of the twelve palms had already condensed, Emperor Xuanwu suddenly shouted loudly in the stands.

Twelve's arms stiffened, and he suddenly turned around, "Does the emperor also plan to stop me?"

"Sima Ruyi," Emperor Xuanwu sighed, waved his hand to signal the palace maid beside him to retreat, and walked down the stone steps from the top of the stand step by step, dressed in a golden brocade robe, with his hair tied high, and a feather crown, until he walked to the bottom of the ring, looking at the twelve, he smiled helplessly: "Sima Yi has no strength to fight, what if you let her go?" Sima Ruyi, you have to be forgiving and forgiving." ”

If she spares Sima Yi, who will spare her?

"Your Majesty, are you asking me to let go of someone who will be bad for me?" Twelve sneered, unmoved.

Rui Wang followed behind Emperor Xuanwu, a luxurious purple robe, his handsome face was full of gloomy and cold color, he looked at Sima Yi who was constantly rolling in the ring and wailing and crying, such a beautiful person, at this moment, fragile made him feel distressed, Rui Wang has always been an amorous seed, he prides himself on pity and cherishes jade, seeing Sima Yi's miserable situation, where can he bear it? He raised his hand and pointed at Twelve, and roared angrily: "You femme fatale, she is your own sister! Don't you have the slightest compassion?" Look at her now, it's all thanks to you! Sima Ruyi, you are simply a cold-blooded animal. ”

The accusatory eyes were all on Twelve, as if she were a heinous bastard!

"What do you mean by this?" Yun Ruoshui couldn't see it, jumped into the ring in one step, stood on the side of Twelve, and his face was red with anger, "It's obviously Sima Yi who promised it herself, the contract between heaven and earth, life and death, why do you want to blame Sister Ruyi? If it were her, wouldn't she be a killer? You don't distinguish between right and wrong!"

How could everyone not know such a simple truth? It's just that it is really cruel to watch a stunning beauty die here.

Sima Xiong's face was calm, and Sima Yi's hoarse wail was in her ears, she held her dantian and cried uncontrollably, screaming in her mouth: "Pain...... It hurts......"

Twelve's blow directly hit her dantian, cultivating fighting qi, dantian is the most important central part, just like a human brain, there can be no damage in the slightest.

Sima Yi only felt the pain of tearing the muscles and veins all over her body! Especially in the dantian, the huge pain that even her soul seemed to be torn apart made her wail uncontrollably.

Sima Xiong listened to it in his ears and felt pain in his heart, that was his most relied on and most beloved daughter, but he could only watch her being humiliated in front of others, how could it be a painful word?

"What do you have to do to let her go?" Sima Xiong gritted his teeth and forced out a sentence, his voice trembled, he was bowing his head to Twelve.

One can imagine how unwilling he was at this time.

Twelve unexpectedly raised her eyebrows, put her eyes back on Sima Xiong, and looked at his beloved daughter's heartfelt appearance in her eyes, and a surge of anger rose in her heart! She really thought that Sima Ruyi was not worth it, and no one cared about that submissive little girl until she died, and no one in the world knew about it if there was a core in this body!

"Sima Xiong, who is also a daughter, if it were Sima Ruyi today, would you stand up?" said twelve indifferently.

"Presumptuous, I'm your father!" Sima Xiong roared angrily at Twelve.

"Daddy?" she shook her head and chuckled, but the smile was sarcastic and disdainful, and the bleak light flashed in her dark eyes, "Have you ever done what a father should do?"

Without waiting for Sima Xiong to answer, Twelve continued: "You don't, you only have Sima Yi as a daughter in your eyes,"

"Master......" Tomorrow Night looked at Twelve, calling worriedly.

"Miss!" Lan Xin also had red eyes, what kind of life Sima Ruyi had lived in the mansion since she was a child, she knew best, at this moment, she was really distressed for Miss.

Yun Ruohan lowered his head slightly, his face was indifferent, and the hand that only held the bone fan was faintly blue.

Many people were present, many kings and grandsons were present, and Sima Xiong was speechless when he was forced to ask by the twelve!

Twelve took a slight breath, inserted the dagger into his riding boots, and raised his head and said, "If you want me to spare her life, okay! As long as you kneel and beg me, I will let her go today." ”

Rumble!

This sentence is like a thunderclap on the ground, which makes everyone dizzy, and there are still daughters in the world who make their fathers kneel?

Emperor Xuanwu lowered his face and said in a deep voice: "Sima Ruyi, you don't have to be too presumptuous!

"That's it!" King Rui nodded in agreement, "How can a father kneel down for his children?

"Daddy...... Don't ......" Sima Yi was in a trance, hearing Twelve's words, he endured the pain all over his body, grabbed Sima Xiong's trouser leg, and shook his head hard, "Don't ...... Don't ask her to ......"

If Sima Xiong was to kneel and plead with Twelve, she would rather die!

The twelve allowed everyone to raise their eyebrows and angry accusations, only staring at Sima Xiong with their heads raised, and the mocking smile on their lips deepened a little: "How? Father, have you thought it through? To kneel or not to kneel?"

Sima Xiong's fists were clenched and loosened, and he desperately suppressed the urge to screw his throat, his face was as blue as ink, his eyes were protruding, his eyes were bloodshot, and his snort made a heavy and rapid sound.

After a long time, the corners of his stiff mouth trembled and opened, and he spit out two words very slowly: "I kneel!"

Emperor Xuanwu looked stunned, he suspected that he had heard it wrong!

Everyone in the audience could not hide the horror in their hearts, and stared at Sima Xiong in the ring like a ghost.

Does he really want to kneel?

Bow your knees to your own daughter?

This......

It's unheard of.