The Daughter-In-Law’S Son-In-Law Chapter 4310
by“Dang Dang Dang!”
When Wan Yanhong exploded into a pile of fragments, the disciples of the North and South Martial League subconsciously raised their heads and looked up, wondering why there was such a loud noise and bright light in the sky.
But seeing that this movement did not affect them, they quickly turned their eyes back to the ring, looking nervous to see the outcome.
The fight is getting heated in the ring.
Song Shiyan and the others already knew how powerful Nangong Zhixia was, so they didn’t kill each other one by one, but killed them ten by ten.
Moreover, compared to the starting point, now they are all seeking death. Apparently they all believe that Nangong Zhixia must be killed in order to establish the overall situation.
So the arena was filled with flashes of swords and shadows, and murderous intent everywhere.
“Bang bang bang!”
In this gap, another seven or eight people fell down in the arena. Nangong Zhixia killed thirty Nanwu Alliance masters with one person, which was considered tyrannical.
But the blood on her body was getting thicker and thicker, and there were more and more wounds.
Thirty Southern Martial Alliance masters died under her hidden sword, but she didn’t feel too good about it.
These are first-class masters, and every impact and every fight will consume energy.
Her energy is limited, but her enemies seem to have no end.
“Bitch, you’re so arrogant!”
At this time, seeing many elite members of the Southern Martial Alliance being killed, Song Shiyan’s eyes turned cold and he rushed forward with two masters.
Jiang Mengli subconsciously shouted: “Brother Shi Yan, don’t go up, you are injured!”
Jiang Jinyu also reminded: “Young Master Song, you have just been injured and can’t fight anymore. Besides, Nangong Zhixia is in trouble. Come back quickly!”
Jiang Zhiyi also shouted: “Shi Yan, we appreciate your dedication and dedication for the Nanwu League. Come back soon!”
A group of disciples of the Nanwu League were also moved by Song Shiyan’s actions.
“I must kill this bitch!”
Song Shiyan ignored everyone’s dissuasion and dodged to the ring. He also grabbed a big knife on the ground and pointed it straight at Nan Gong Zhixia.
At this time, not only did he not appear to be injured by Zhao Qingqing, but he appeared to be in an even peak state than usual, which surprised many people.
Nangong Zhixia’s lips curled up with a trace of teasing: “Young Master Song is trying to save his strength to pick fruits.”
“Stop talking nonsense, kill my people, kill my allies, you, die!”
Song Shiyan did not talk nonsense to Nangong Zhixia, nor did he want to give people time to think about his plan to pick the fruit. He swung the sword and struck Nangong Zhixia hard.
Howling and roaring!
Bai Baiantu and others were slightly surprised. Wasn’t Song Shiyan injured during the fight with Zhao Qingqing?Why are you so lively and energetic now?
Zhao Qingqing reacted quickly and gritted his teeth and said: “He has been showing weakness and pretending to be injured in order to preserve his strength…”
Bai Baiantu asked further: “Then why did he rush up again now?”
Zhao Qingqing responded word for word: “Because killing President Nangong will make him famous, and the decisive battle is coming to an end, so he won’t pretend anymore!”
Bai Baiantu was furious: “Shu Zi is shameless, if I had known I would have killed him with one punch…”
He wanted to struggle onto the stage to help, but a mouthful of blood spurted out and he fell back to where he was.
He looked at Zhao Qingqing with a hint of anxiety: “We have no strength to fight anymore. President Nangong is also seriously injured. What should we do next?”
Zhao Qingqing exhaled a long breath: “Don’t worry, Master Ye will not let us lose when he comes to the scene.”
Although Ye Fan was nowhere to be seen and did not know Ye Fan’s plan, Zhao Qingqing believed that Ye Fan would be able to make a comeback and win.
Otherwise, Ye Fan’s deployment and hard work these days will be in vain.
“Whoosh!”
At this moment, Nangong Zhixia turned his palm and turned his hidden sword.
Instead of retreating, she advanced towards Song Shiyan’s big sword, which struck Zhentian, preparing to kill the latter even though he was injured.
Jiang Mengli shouted: “Brother Shi Yan, be careful!”
The swords met with a loud bang.
Then the two of them stepped back, with a trace of blood flowing from the corners of their mouths.
Two masters of the Song family immediately attacked him and slashed down with two machetes.
Nangong Zhixia roared angrily and drew an arc around his body with his hidden sword.
“Dang Dang!”
The two sons of the Song family blocked Nangong Zhixia’s hidden sword with a horizontal machete.
Song Shiyan took the opportunity to get close to him and swung his knife.
Nangong Zhixia quickly retracted his hidden sword and turned around to slash Song Shiyan’s sword.
As soon as she retreated, the machetes of two Song masters flew over, leaving a bloody scar on Nangong Zhixia’s arm.
A trace of pain flashed across Nangong Zhixia’s face, but he soon returned to indifference, and the hidden sword in his hand flew out in a famous arc.
“Plop!”
The two sons of the Song family were splashed with blood and fell out on the spot. The wounds on their chests were almost an inch deep. The way they vomited blood every step of the way clearly indicated that they had suffered serious internal injuries.
There was also a trace of blood flowing from the corner of Nangong Zhixia’s mouth, and it was obvious that excessive force had aggravated the injury.
At this time, Song Shiyan stepped forward and struck down with his sword.
Nangong Zhixia raised his sword to block, with a clang sound, the swords met, and the fight was deadlocked.
Song Shiyan sneered and punched out: “It’s shocking!”
Jiang Mengli shouted excitedly: “Brother Shi Yan fought well!”
Nangong Zhixia did not evade, but faced him head-on.
As the fists of the two men met, a sharp explosion sounded in the air.
Under the shocked gazes of everyone, Song Shiyan was shocked and flew back in the air. His arm was twisted and dislocated by Nangong Zhixia’s fierce palm.
Nangong Zhixia’s palms also became bloody and bloody, and her cold and pretty face actually showed a look of pain and struggle.
There was a layer of iron sand on the back of Song Shiyan’s hand.
“President Nangong!”
Zhao Qingqing’s expression changed when he saw this, and he rushed forward quickly.
At the same time, two disciples from the Northern Martial Alliance also followed up and stood in front of Nangong Zhixia to resist.
Song Shiyan swiped his sword, and Zhao Qingqing and others were shaken, groaned and fell, falling to the ground and vomiting blood.
Jiang Mengli smiled like a flower and clapped her hands fiercely: “Brother Shi Yan is mighty, brother Shi Yan is mighty!”
“Ninety-eight of the Northern Martial Arts League, seventeen of the Southern Martial Arts League.”
Zhao Qingqing and the others spurted blood and fell, and the referee immediately announced the final balance of power.
The Beiwu League is at the end of its rope.
Although Nangong Zhixia’s killing spree had brought the two sides closer, the disparity in strength was still too great, and Nangong Zhixia, who had fought many fierce battles, was unable to fight again.
Once Nangong Zhixia falls, there will be only one spot left in the Beiwu League, and there is basically no way to recover.
“Young Master Song!”
When everyone was surprised that Nangong Zhixia was still standing stupidly, seven masters of the Song family also rushed to the blood-stained Song Shiyan, holding weapons to form a protective circle.
Song Shiyan twisted his arm to reattach the dislocated joint, and then used his broadsword to guide Gong Zhixia:
“Nangong Zhixia is at the end of her rope, kill her for me.”
Following Song Shiyan’s order, seven masters of the Song family charged forward with weapons in hand.
The final blow!
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