If it weren't for someone with excellent eyesight, it would be impossible to see how the two fought against each other.

"puff--"

After the two sides exchanged fifty or sixty strokes, blood suddenly splashed out from the middle of the field.

Then I saw Matsudaira Daqing floating back, with a calm expression, and slowly returning the island nation's sword to its sheath.

On the opposite side, Jiu Wenlong fell to the ground in an instant, his right arm had been cut off shoulder-to-shoulder, and blood was spattering at this moment.

He clutched the severed arm with his left hand, gnashing his teeth in unbearable pain.

He looked up at Matsudaira Daiharu opposite, as if he wanted to say something, but the severe pain made him speechless.

All around, there was a sound of sighing.

On the one hand, I feel sorry for Matsudaira Daqing's strength, and on the other hand, I feel sorry for Jiuzhilong.

Because of this defeat, Jiu Wenlong not only lost the trust of the Jinling circle, but he will become a useless person from now on, and he will probably spend the rest of his life in constant panic in the pursuit of his enemies.

"get out--"

Songping Daqing didn't give Xie Mengyao and others any face, but walked up to Jiuzhilong who was in pain and kicked him away.

The figure of Jiu Wenlong flew out, and directly hit the huge marble coffee table in front of Xie Mengyao and others.

The marble was cracked, the cups and cups were messed up, and Jiu Wenlong spewed blood at this moment, leaving only a breath of the whole body.

If the provocative scene made the atmosphere of the audience slightly silent.

Everyone looked at this scene with inexplicable expressions.

No one could have imagined that Matsudaira Daqing not only won, but also dared to slap her in the face so forcefully.

This is enough to show that there was already a huge friction between the islanders and the Jinling circle.

After a moment of silence, there was a lot of applause from the audience.

Some young girls even called out Matsudaira Daqing's name loudly. It is estimated that they were not so excited when they called her father at home.

Although Xie Mengyao and the others were not completely overwhelmed by this scene, when they squinted at the Jiuzhilong lying in front of them, they still felt a headache.

After all, Jiuzhilong was already their strongest hole card, but unexpectedly they still lost.

The next few games will probably be even more difficult.

"Miss Xie, Mr. Huo, after losing Mr. Du, how did you become so useless?"

Wanyanhen, who was facing him, looked at Xie Mengyao with great interest at this moment, and his eyes were full of undisguised greed and passion.

"This is your strongest hole card. Even if he loses, what else can you do?"

"Could it be that the next few so-called masters will also be directly killed by our love?"

"In that case, we'll be one against ten!"

"Sometimes I really don't understand why people like you dare to have trouble with my father and the Hall of Eternal Life."

"You really don't know how to write dead characters!" JrNovels.com