Maid Crossing 3: Mad Concubine Overwhelms the World

Chapter 321 Cliff, Farewell to Life and Death [46]

There was a sting caused by a sharp blade in the waist, and at the same time, blood spilled from the nose and mouth in an instant, and those suppressed concussions finally exploded from the blow just now.

Feeling the numbness spreading from the chest to the limbs, a helpless smile appeared on Nangong Chuge's beautiful face.

In sight, a steel knife slashed head-on with a sharp sound of piercing through the air.

On the other side, a sword was also hesitating, winding its way towards his chest.

By all means
At the moment of the internal injury, numbness also suddenly attacked.

Not to mention blocking, even dodging has become impossible.

This time, it seems that I really can't go down the mountain.

Just when he was about to look back at Yebei, when he took a last look at her, a cold light shot out from behind like lightning.

The startling cold blade cut off the drifting long sword directly from the middle.

When the tip of the sword fell down, Yebei's arm also rose lightly.

The cold frost blade slanted upwards, cutting off the steel knife half a foot above Nangong Chuge's head.

Ye Bei followed suit, and kicked the knife-wielding man flying with a ruthless kick, falling off the cliff, and quickly squeezed the top of Nangong Chuge's head with his empty hand.

An inch away from the top of Nangong Chuge's head, grab the cut-off blade that was cut off by her and plunged down!

"His life is mine!"

Yebei lowered his eyelids, looked at the Broken Blade held by his fingertips, squinted his eyes slightly, and opened his mouth firmly.

Nangong Chuge hadn't paid her what she owed, so how could she be killed by others.

Even if it is death, she will kill it with her own hands.

The sound fell, and the fingertips suddenly exerted force, and the broken blade, under the urging of the fingertips, sank straight into the heart of an enemy.

Ye Bei held the cold frost blade back, his pretty face in the morning light was as cold as frost under the bloody clothes: "I have rested, and I will play with you again!"

(End of this chapter)