Looking at Nangong Qingsu's reddish right cheek, it was really not that Yexue's subordinates showed mercy and didn't hit hard, but the head that was protected by Nangong Qingsu, and Yexue could only wipe his face, although the slap was loud, it didn't actually cause any harm to Nangong Qingsu.

Hit me in the face, I want you to die!! Nangong Qingsu's eyes changed, he jumped up, and under the ****, a sword slashed at Ye Xue's left hand.

The long sword came fiercely, and it slashed into Ye Xue's right arm in an instant.

"Ah......" Luo Lan and Luo Mei exclaimed, and Nangong Xiaoyao had already slapped the table and flew to the ring.

"Purge, mercy to the subordinates......"

Before Nangong Xiaoyao's words were finished, the situation suddenly reversed, Ye Xue's shoulders slanted, her arms shook, Nangong Qingsu's strength was all leaked by her, and the knife did not cut Ye Xue's arm.

Luolan, Luolan, and Nangong Xiaoyao breathed a sigh of relief.

"I knew you had it." Nangong Qingsu, who was attacking Ye Xue in close quarters, suddenly laughed strangely, he stepped out, stabilized his body leaning to the left, and the right hand holding the sword was released, and at the same time that the long sword landed alone, his palm that condensed his true qi had already hit Ye Xue's chest.

At this moment, there is no way to avoid the night snow.

Xuanyuan Aotian in the private room of the restaurant frowned while stopping Lin Ruhai, who was about to jump from the restaurant.

Su Yinhu, who was in another restaurant, crushed the teacup in his hand at once.

"Don't ......," Nangong said hoarsely, like a wounded beast.

"It's over......" Zhou was heartbroken. As soon as Nangong Yexue died, he had no way to live!

"You're dead!" Nangong Xiaoyao's words did not reach Nangong Qingsu's heart, at this time, Nangong Qingsu was holding the victory, and he opened his mouth arrogantly.

Attaboy. Nangong Wuming smiled faintly.

Luo Lan and Luo Mei were not as nervous as they were just now, but they were relieved when no one was paying attention.

Ahri bit into the small pastry and despised Nangong Qingsu with big black pearl-like eyes. Sample, work hard with the master, do you not want to live anymore, or do you not want to live anymore, or do you not want to live anymore!

*******

Nangong Qingsu's palm has been hit, and the night snow can't be avoided, only hard connection - and hard connection, she is ten opponents who are not Nangong Qingsu———— Ruoda school field, thousands of people outside the field, counting Xuanyuan Aotian, Luolan, Luomei, Ahri three people and a fox, all of them think so.

That's what I've been waiting for.

Silent laughter, blooming layer by layer like a flower, that is a kind of beauty that abandons appearance, cannot be described in words, and exudes with temperament - absolutely beautiful!

Formless and colorless - by the time Xuanyuan Aotian and Su Yinhu found out, their eyes had no way to leave the night snow.

"Boom!" In one game, a plain white little hand and a big black hand faced each other, and the roar exploded in the sky like spring thunder, Nangong Qingsu only felt that the palm of his hand was hot, and he flew out towards the kite with a broken line.

Nangong Qingsu fell twenty meters, he broke the stake of the ring, and his body flew ten meters away from the ring before falling to the ground.

"Gross!" A mouthful of red blood spurted out, and Nangong Qingsu's face turned pale.

"Su'er!" Seeing Nangong Qingsu flying upside down and vomiting blood on the ground, Nangong Wuming immediately flew to his side, put a palm against his back, and lost to Nangong Qingsu in an endless stream of cold ice true qi.

Ye Xue withdrew her right palm and held her hands behind her back, with an indifferent expression.