The two of them fought more than ten moves in an instant, and Tu Maki has always defended more and attacked less.

Zhang Xingcai, who was watching the game behind, was full of colorful eyes and exclaimed softly:

"Young Master Yuan Yao is actually a peerless warrior!

Judging from his energy, his strength is probably not inferior to his father!

No wonder the little Taoist priest said that I would meet a noble man, it turned out that it was him..."

Thinking of the little Taoist priest in black clothes saying that he had the fate of a queen, Zhang Xingcai couldn't help but blush.

The great Chu State was prosperous. Not only was King Yuan Shu invincible in the world, but his son Yuan Yao became a peerless powerhouse.

As long as the Chu army can repel the Huns this time, who else can compete with the world?

I'm afraid my uncle...

Wen Yang held Qingluan tightly, patted Dianman's thighs, and shouted excitedly:

"Boss, beat him to death!

Don't give me face!"

Dianman said to Wenyang in pain:

"A Yang, be gentle...

I'm still hurt!"

Only then did Wenyang notice that there was a ferocious wound on Dian Man's legs that could see the bones.

"Sorry, fat man, I forgot that you were injured.
Chapter completed!