The prince lacks training: the royal concubine

Mei Hanfeng looked at the woman in horror. Both of her wrists were broken, and her sternum should also be broken. There were still many stab wounds. He didn't understand why she could still stand up, let alone why she still wanted to stand up. stand up.He had never seen such a woman before, she was as difficult as a wronged soul.

"Why stand up?" he murmured.

Wouldn't it be nice to beg for mercy obediently like everyone else?He doesn't like this, he prefers to see other people's frightened expressions, he likes to see others prostrate at his feet, he likes the feeling of being aloft like a king.

This woman is obviously weak, but she wants to go against him, damn it!

Seeing her stumbling towards him again, he was so furious that he touched the ground with his toes, and a dagger that landed on the ground flew into the air and shot straight at her chest, "Go to hell!"

There was a burst of exclamation from the crowd. Seeing that the woman was about to be killed by the sword, a figure leaped onto the ring, and suddenly swung its arms down. After a half-moon-shaped cold light passed, the dagger in mid-air was chopped into pieces. It fell in two pieces and fell to the ground clangingly.

Everyone looked in surprise, and saw a bearded man on the ring, with angry brows, holding a two-foot-long machete, with a cold light shining faintly on the blade.

Mei Hanfeng was also very surprised. With the kick just now, he used more than [-]% of his internal strength in anger. The speed and strength of the dagger are not weak. This person actually cut off the dagger from such an angle. How amazing is this? skill?

"What are you?" he asked coldly.

"You don't deserve to know!" Chang Bao snorted coldly, turned to look at Sanduo, "Miss Sanduo, go down and rest first, I will avenge your revenge!"

Sanduo looked over slowly, her vision was already blurred, she couldn't see who was protecting her in front of her at all, she felt faintly familiar.She wanted to ask who he was, but her mouth wouldn't listen.

Chang Bao couldn't bear to look at her pale face anymore, bent down and picked her up, and threw her at Rong An who was chasing after him, "Take her to heal her injuries!"

Rong An jumped up, followed Sang Duo, turned around and ran towards Jun Zhu.

Chang Bao turned around and looked at Mei Hanfeng eagerly, "Let's do it!"

Mei Hanfeng felt that he had been greatly insulted, why did these people come against him one by one?He hates these people, he wants to kill them!

"Ah!" He hissed, and rushed towards Chang Bao.

Chang Bao stood still, and the moment he approached him, he moved sideways and swept the scimitar in his hand, and a slender blood mist suddenly rose from his left arm.

Mei Hanfeng was taken aback by the pain, retreated more than ten feet and stood still, looked down, and saw that his sleeve was cut, and there was a slender bloody opening on the flesh underneath, dripping with blood .

The bright red blood stained his eyes, "How dare you hurt me!" He roared angrily, and rushed over again.

Chang Bao stood still, and when he came close, the machete went up to meet him, drawing a narrow and long cold light, the cold light fell, and the blood mist splashed.

"Ah!" Mei Hanfeng cried out in pain, her eyes became more and more red, and she slapped her with both palms frantically.

Chang Bao snorted coldly, turned the scimitar in his hand, pointed the back of the knife down, and slammed it down heavily on his wrist.There were only two clicks, and both of his wrists snapped off.

"Ah—" The horrific cry hurt everyone's eardrums.

Chang Bao withdrew his scimitar, and looked coldly at Mei Hanfeng who fell on the ground and wailed, "Don't you like breaking other people's wrists? I'll let you have a taste too!" [