"Your Highness, forgive the courtier's rudeness!"

Su Yinhu said, and a palm had already hit Xuanyuan Aotian.

Xuanyuan Aotian sat on the carpet, facing Su Yinhu's attack, he only greeted him with his left hand, and his right hand was still leisurely caressing the smooth hair on Ahri's back.

A swarthy and strong, ice-like palm clash in the air, and the sound of 'bang' fists and palms is endless, and the ears of people who are shaking hurt.

In an instant, Su Yinhu had already thrown ten punches, and each of these punches was slapped away by Xuanyuan Aotian.

Su Yinhu slapped it again, and Xuanyuan Aotian's left hand turned skillfully, and he actually pressed Su Yinhu's hand on the low table.

Su Yinhu stared at Xuanyuan Aotian with surprise and horror in his eyes.

In the time of one breath, Su Yinhu made eleven moves, and these eleven moves were just a bland palm from the beginning, but with Xuanyuan Aotian slapping them away one by one, Su Yinhu's fist power was also increasing. At the beginning of the punch, Su Yinhu dealt with the sick prince Xuanyuan Aotian, but later with one punch, Su Yinhu had already injected internal force into his fist - one punch could shatter the sternum of ordinary people.

But like that, Su Yinhu still found that Xuanyuan Aotian still suppressed him to death.

Su Yinhu tugged at the hand that was pressed by Xuanyuan Aotian on the low table - not moving at all.

Su Yinhu was inexplicably frightened in his heart, his kung fu seemed to be like a stone into the sea in front of Xuanyuan Aotian, smashing down, and without making a sound, he was drowned in the boundless seawater.

Could it be that the power of the Fourth Highness is above mine? Su Yinhu's heart was turbulent, and his face couldn't calm down.

Compared with Su Yinhu, Xuanyuan Aotian's face was calm and clear, but his whole body exuded a terrifying aura.

Su Yinhu faced this domineering evil spirit, and his heart seemed to be pressed by Mount Tai, and his breathing was completely chaotic, and cold sweat was on his forehead.

At this moment, Su Yinhu could no longer regard Xuanyuan Aotian as the sick prince who was sick and weak and could be blown away by the wind.

Su Yinhu's eyes changed when he looked at Xuanyuan Aotian: Is it not deep hidden, or is it a bluff...... See the real work under your hands......

Suddenly, Su Yinhu's other hand that did not join the battle came out.

The sharp palm wind went towards Xuanyuan Aotian, Xuanyuan Aotian's hair and clothes were blown up by the palm wind, and the grass behind Xuanyuan Aotian was blown backwards by the palm wind.

Obviously, Su Yinhu's palm showed his real kung fu.

Ye Xue, who was watching the battle, narrowed her eyes slightly, and she couldn't help but have a hint of appreciation in her eyes when she looked at Su Yinhu. At this age, with such kung fu, it is also a genius that is rare in a thousand years.

"Squeak......" Ahri jumped from Xuanyuan Aotian's lap to Yexue's shoulder.

At the moment when Ahri jumped onto Yexue's shoulder, Xuanyuan Aotian's heavy and thick palm had already hit Su Yinhu's palm.

Yexue watched quietly, and she saw Xuanyuan Aotian's speed as fast as lightning in the palm of his palm, and the strange and dangerous black true power in his palm, as if it could devour everything.

Ye Xue Liu raised her eyebrows, and there was a hint of a smile at the corner of her mouth.

With a "......bang", Su Yinhu and Xuanyuan Aotian each struck with deep true power, and they simply overturned the dwarf.

A second before the dwarf was overturned, the night snow receded.

The wine and dishes were knocked over, but Xuanyuan Aotian did not get hit, his body was really angry, and the wine and dishes that were splashed on him were bent and splashed on the ground next to him.