"I temporarily protected his heart, but that old Zhu was extremely ruthless, although it hurt the bloodline of the flying fire, but it was not directly destroyed, in this way, the bloodline was injured in many places, and blood was lost in many places, even if you want to save it, it is very difficult!"

Tang Beiyi checked the condition of the flying fire in the temporary tent behind the venue and said, "Maybe we all have to be mentally prepared!"

Qingwen bit her lip, tears flowing uncontrollably in her eyes.

But she couldn't sob.

"The strength of his heart is quite like Qin Huan in the past!" Tang Beiyi sighed, "If it wasn't for his desperate gamble in the end, maybe he wouldn't have been injured so badly!"

Qingwen's fists clenched, she remembered Qin Huan's tragic death, "Dad, do you want me to see too, he also died in front of me like this?"

"Knowing that the opponent is so strong, why don't you stop Feihuo and send him to death?" Qingwen questioned, she once again questioned Tang Beiyi because of someone else's affairs.

But instead of being angry, Tang Beiyi said apologetically: "I have no choice, I never thought that the rules were like this, three people should have been sent to play, but he volunteered to fight with one against three, and he has already won two games!"

"That old Zhu, his strength is unfathomable, but there is no way to retreat, only a battle!" Tang Beiyi's voice was a little low, and he seemed to be touched, "However, he still fulfilled his duty as a helper!"

"From beginning to end, did Dad just use him as a useful pawn?" Qingwen's emotions erupted because of Spitfire's serious injury, and her whole body trembled with anger.

Tang Beiyi was silent.

"Dad wants to win so much, then I'll go and show you, but I'm not for Dad, I'm for him!" Qingwen's thousands of words in her heart were not enough to describe her complicated feelings for Spitfire, at this time, she just wanted to complete Spitfire's unfinished business.

"No matter what!" Tang Bei nodded and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely save his life!"

Qingwen glanced at Feihuo again, and that look was a little worried, but she recovered immediately, and did not look back like a soldier about to fight.

As soon as Tang Bei waited for Qingwen to leave, he looked coldly at the unconscious Feihuo and said, "My daughter, I haven't understood until now, not only you are a chess piece, she is too, and so am I!"

"It's all for my goal, a chess piece that can't be decided by myself, isn't it?" Tang Beiyi condensed his true qi again and transferred it to Feihuo, "Thank you for your hard work, your attack must have worked, and the power of gathering and scattering the world must have made that old man lose most of his combat power!"

"Wen'er now is not the same person she used to be, so she will win, right?"

Less than two minutes later, the two sides were back in the ring again.

However, Lao Zhu's face was obviously not very good-looking, he was originally going to use the time he had bought to recuperate his internal breath, but he unexpectedly found that his strength could not be recovered, at least in a short period of time.

You don't have to think about it to know that it must be because of the effect of Spitfire's attack, which has affected Lao Zhu's internal cultivation.

Lao Zhu couldn't help but feel angry in his heart, and looked at Qingwen who had rescued Feihuo before.

The "Funeral Flower Feather" in Qingwen's hand was fluttering slightly, and she also had resentment towards Lao Zhu, who was seriously injured by the flying fire.

Even if Lao Zhu is killed, Qingwen feels that it is light.

The murderous spirit is at its peak, shocking people's hearts.

Her murderous aura, even if she was outside the court, was naturally seen by Xiao Wu, who was watching the battle from afar.

The large blood stains in the ring made Xiao Wu a little thrilled, because it was not Spitfire on the stage, and Spitfire was not offstage, so there was only one possibility, combined with Qingwen's murderous aura, Xiao Wu could guess it even if she was stupid.

"No... Why..."Xiao Wu's heart hung in the air, she wanted to go to the venue immediately to ask, but she didn't go.

Now many times when she adds to the chaos, it is already a life-and-death struggle when she gets in the ring.

Whether it's Spitfire or Qingwen, Xiao Wu doesn't want anything to happen.

"Little girl, looking at your murderous aura, who are you from the flying fire that went down just now?" Old Zhu Yan smiled, "I remember, didn't your father say that that kid is the husband of the second daughter?"

Lao Zhu will observe words and looks, and first find out the reality of the other party, which is a good attention.

Qingwen seems to be a person who is prone to mood swings.

However, Qingwen was not affected, her mind at the moment was full of the urge to kill Lao Zhu, she never realized that Spitfire was so important in her heart, so that if Spitfire died, she would also die together.

Therefore, Qingwen's anger at the moment made Qingwen no longer provoked by anything.

"You said so much, what, what about your momentum just now, the kind of arrogance you were going to torture him to death just now?" Qingwen's face was full of anger, and her body was full of extremely strong true qi stance, radiating a terrifying momentum.

The eunuchs who were originally going to send paper and pens were a little afraid to step forward, and they slowed down two steps and said to Qingwen from afar: "This woman, before this competition, can you sign this life and death certificate first?"

"No need!" Qingwen didn't even look at the eunuch, but looked at Lao Zhu and said, "I don't need to deal with this old man!"

"What a big breath, little girl, you are so confident that you will be able to..."Lao Zhu's words were not finished, and the flying leaf in Qingwen's hand didn't know when it had already made a move, leaving a wound directly on Lao Zhu's old face.

Lao Zhu had already sensed Qing Wen's attack, but Qing Wen's attack was so fast that he couldn't defend against it.

The loss of eight successes has had a greater impact on Lao Zhu than imagined.

Lao Zhu saw the girl's anger, and also saw the girl's powerful exercises.

"What a fast secret weapon, little girl, your kung fu is not weak!" Lao Zhu tried to condense his true qi, but he felt a little tired, because of the loss of skill, he couldn't even reach one-tenth of the previous level.

At this time, it is undoubtedly very disadvantageous to compete with Qingwen.

Shangguan Liubo in the audience also saw Lao Zhu's abnormality, but Shangguan Liubo thought that Lao Zhu had some special tactics and did not give other instructions.

Lao Zhu was embarrassed and did not tell Shangguan Liubo about the decline of his skills, but at this time he became a dead end.

There was no way to advance or retreat, so he could only meet Qingwen's attack with all his might, which made Lao Zhu feel very anxious.

His seventy or eighty years of skill was to be easily defeated by a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl in such a ring.

"This can't be done, how can I ruin my reputation here?"