Since losing the second game, they have become pessimistic.

As long as the Fusang people are in the Eastern Regions for a day, we martial arts halls don't even want to raise our heads.

This ring is already their last struggle.

The owner of the Yang Wei Martial Arts Pavilion raised his hand to refuse the disciples around him to carry him away: "It's useless, I've already poisoned my heart, even if the immortals come, it will be difficult to save them." ”

He looked at the jewel in the ring and said: "The Huwang Mansion is in collusion with the Fusang people, this little boy openly provokes the Fusang people, I am afraid that he will be beaten up when he goes back." ”

"Lao Yang, do you still care about the little boy in the ring?"

Our martial arts hall in Dongzhou is about to close.

Even if she killed the Fusang people on the stage, she also had the support of the Huwang Mansion behind her.

Bian Du Yingtai in the ring stared straight at the treasure bead, and stretched out a hand quite gracefully: "Little boy, you make a move first, so as not to say that I am a Fusang warrior bullying you as a child." ”

"That's what you said."

Baozhu was not polite to him, and immediately swept a sweeping leg towards his feet.

Bian Du Yingtai chuckled: "It's just a child's house." ”

Her every move and style is a flaw.

He also dared to speak out and provoke them Fuso samurai.

After a few moves, the jewel didn't even touch the corner of his clothes, and he didn't pay attention to the small move of the jewel.

"Little boy, be careful. I'm going to kill you with this knife. ”

He swung a knife at the orb, which was about to fall from her arm.

With a blow to the back of the head, his body shook a little, only to feel unconscious in front of him.

Before he could react, the orb had already thrown his own brick again, smashing it into his face.

The people on and off the stage finally reacted and looked at the scene in front of them in shock.

What just happened?

They all looked at the stage in confusion.

The change was so fast that it was caught off guard.

Before he could see it clearly, Biandu Murakami had already fallen in the ring, and Baozhu picked up the katana on the ground and thrust it into his heart, blood splattered everywhere, and his little face was sprayed.

"Yaga! Dare to kill Yingtai. ”

The people of the Biandu family sitting in the ring were furious, and the people of the Naomura family on the side were also shocked.

No one had ever dared to kill them in front of them.

"What do you want to do? We set up a life-and-death battle early on, and even if we die, it is just that his skills are not as good as others. ”

Yang Wei Martial Arts Pavilion walked up with his body and blocked the treasure bead.

Baozhu poked his head out from behind him and patted his hand: "Pavilion Master Yang, if you are sick, go and treat it quickly." Don't be stubborn here. ”

"Don't worry, little boy, I still have a few breaths left, and I can't die for the time being."

The owner of the Yang Wei Martial Arts Pavilion sneered.

Baozhu blinked his eyes wide and hooked his finger at Mo Liangyu under the ring.

Mo Liangyu led dozens of people to hug up: "Who dares to touch our son?" ”

All of a sudden, the whole ring was full of people.

Looking at the master who suddenly appeared next to Baozhu, the Fuso people hesitated.

Even a little unwilling.

Bian Du Yingtai was an elite cultivated by their Bian Du family, but now he died in the ring, not only breaking their life and death situation, but also disrupting their ambition to control the Dongzhou Martial Arts Gym.

"Baga, your son killed our people, you must stay and give us an explanation today."

The samurai of the Biandu family and the Naomura family all drew their swords and stood in front of the group of Baozhu.

The arrogant and domineering atmosphere of the people on both sides suddenly became tense.

"Did I hear me right? What is he saying? ”

Baozhu looked up and asked Forsythia to the side.

"Childe heard right, they want you to give an explanation." Forsythia determines the tract.

"In that case, we'll give you an explanation."

Baozhu walked out, and the people of the Biandu family took the lead in throwing out the bricks: "Take it, this is what I will explain to you." ”

When the bricks smashed on the faces of the leaders, Mo Liangyu and the others also drew their knives and began to slash at them.

Good guy, in just a few words, the fight started.

These military attaches were stunned, this is true.

The little boy in front of him, is he really not afraid of going back to the Shanghai Mansion and being beaten?

The Fuso people have also been killed, they have never suffered such humiliation.

There was a commotion in the ring, and the city guards soon came.

As soon as the orb saw that there was a person, he immediately held up the brick and shouted, riding on the head of one person, and the brick smashed hard.

The man's eyes were dark, and he fell heavily to the ground, and the jewel was very satisfied.

Feng Jianyuan looked at the chaotic scene in front of him and almost lost his breath.

The king of Hu is not in Dongzhou, so he knows that these martial arts people and Fusang people will have a situation sooner or later.

Didn't expect it to be so soon?

He also bumped into him.

"Stop, stop."

Baozhu stood up, looked at him and shouted, "Quick, hurry up and arrest this group of Fuso." They dare to bully this son. ”

"Arrest them, my son will be tortured."

Baozhu, who was standing in the crowd, holding a brick, rushed towards one of the Fuso people.

The small mouth is shouting, and he is a demon king of the mixed world.

"What are you doing standing stupidly? Don't hurry up and protect the thirteenth prince. ”

Mo Liangyu roared at Feng Jianyuan's city guards: "If anything happens to the thirteenth prince, see how the prince comes back to clean you up." ”

What Thirteen Sons?

Feng Jianyuan and the others looked confused.

There are too many princes in the palace, and there are only a few of them who know each other.

When did another thirteen sons pop up?

When the Fusang people saw it, Feng Jianyuan, who came with a large number of people, and Baozhu and Mo Liangyu shouted.

It angered them even more.

"Yaga, who dares?"

Even when the king of Shanghai came, he didn't dare to do this to them.

It's just a powerless little son of the King of Hu, who dared to kill their people.

Today's business can't just stop there.

I have to come up with an explanation from the Huwang Mansion.

"Kill our Fuso samurai, and you still want to escape?"

Feng Jianyuan frowned, he was from Fusang again.

Since the Fusang people came to Dongzhou, they have been killed every three or five times.

"Feng Jianyuan, what are you still standing stupidly for? Give some color to these Fusang people, those who don't know still think that the Eastern Regions is their territory, and they have been bullied to the doorstep, and you are still not a man. ”

The people in the Yang Wei Martial Arts Hall shouted.

Seeing that the orb was surrounded by a group, he didn't panic at all.

Mo Liangyu glanced at Baozhu, and Baozhu grinned: "Sample, my father is the king of Shanghai." I am the thirteenth prince of the king of Shanghai, and you Fusang people are a dog. Dare to kill me, you have the ability to come to my Shanghai Palace. ”

said that he laughed arrogantly, took advantage of the chaos to blend into the crowd with Mo Liangyu, and then left in style.

Feng Jianyuan was shocked, could it be that kid really the thirteenth son of the prince?

Fuso was in a hurry.

Looking for the traces of the jewel everywhere, the jewel had already left the messy ring under the escort of Mo Liangyu and others, turned around and ran into the alley, and left in a circle.