Chapter 1585

The audience suddenly fell silent!

Such a powerful air blast also opened the eyes of all the people of the Guwu tribe present!

They have practiced martial arts for many years, and have never encountered such a rare duel!

This is not only a visual feast, but also an unprecedented cultural feast of ancient martial arts!

Only the duel of ancient martial arts masters can show the value of ancient martial arts!

After the silence, the audience became even more ebullient.

"I go!!!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"I'm in a hurry! It's just too scary! I'm so far away that I'm blown away by the airflow!"

"Oh my god my god! Gu Wu is amazing!!!"

"Awesome!!! The masters who are still standing in the ring are even more awesome!!!"

"Look, Fang Zong and Gong Dong, the two masters, fell to the ground and vomited blood!"

"Forsythia seems to have been knocked out by the air current!"

"Damn it! Look quickly, only the little monkey boy is still standing!!"

"Ahhhhhh——Little Houzai is still holding Forsythia! Why did I suddenly hit it!"

"I got it too! So sweet, so cool, so domineering!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

"..."

"..."

The screams came and went, shocking, excited, excited, wave after wave.

Ye Mohan stood in front of the window holding the two little devil kings on one side and the other on the right.

His face became more and more gloomy.

Not just the voice in the ear, but also the scene in front of you.

For the time being, he ignored the scene of his woman hugging someone else.

But the scarlet blood dripping from the corner of his woman's lips hurt his eyes and heart.

This air explosion must have caused Xiao Mian to suffer serious internal injuries.

"Daddy, Mummy is hurt." Ye Ziqi also frowned and said.

Ye Mohan's thin lips were tightly pursed, and a chill appeared all over his body.

Wu Ji said leisurely: "Injuries in the martial arts competition are inevitable, just adjust your breath in the future."

But Ye Mohan just couldn't see his beloved woman get hurt!

Not to mention that the air blast caused his beloved woman to be seriously injured!

He put the two little guys down, took out his cell phone and dialed.

"Prepare the best internal injury medicine immediately and send it to the VIP viewing room in District 6."

...

In the arena.

Xia Jinmian was trying hard to swallow the fishy sweetness welling up in her throat.

But some still dripped from the corner of his mouth.

Except for her barely standing on the ring, even a master like Fang Zonggong Dong climbed up several times in a row, but couldn't get up.

Spit out several mouthfuls of blood.

Xia Jinmian stabilized the fluttering breath in her body for about half a minute.

Only then slowly bent down, and gently placed the fainted Forsythia on the ground.

She turned around, picked up the white fox mask that fell on the ground, and wiped off the blood on it with her sleeve.

When she was about to put it back on Forsythia's face, she paused.

Under the scattered hair on Forsythia's forehead, there was a black-blue mark the size of a baby's palm.

This mark almost ruined her entire face.

But Xia Jinmian's beautiful eyes suddenly narrowed, and the corners of her blood-stained lips curled up evilly.

He murmured, "Fortunately, you met me."

After saying that, she put a mask on Lianqiao and tied a bow behind her hair.

Under the stands, there was another burst of excited voices.

"Look, look, it's so sweet!! You actually tied a bow in the arena!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"They can't be real lilies, can they?"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Ye Mohan's face in the VIP viewing room became even more gloomy, and his dark eyes swept across the group of yelling cp fans.