The Most Spoiled Medical Concubine

Song Qingqing comforted him: "Fengyu is smart and tight. He can deal with it himself."

Xuanyuansheng was still a little uneasy, and once again determined: "can you really deal with it?"

Instead of answering, song stretched his finger to the field.

At this time, everyone has spontaneously given up the place. In the huge hall, only Yuwen Fengyu and Fang Datong are left alone.

Fang Datong's whole body exudes a kind of shocking momentum. He has amazing brute force. He winks at Yuwen Fengyu provocatively, indicating to let him take the lead.

Xuanyuan Ying'er was so surprised that her tears almost fell down. She grabbed yueya'er uneasily with a pair of small hands: "elder sister, do you think Fengyu can beat that silly big one?"

Yueya'er has a great grasp of Wendou, but she really can't say anything about martial arts. After all, she has seen his martial arts and can still protect herself, but if she confronts others, she is afraid that she will be worse.

Just as they were thinking about lining up, the two of them were already fighting together. Fang Datong really had some skills, but in a moment, he had beaten Yuwen Fengyu back and forth, and his handsome face was beaten a few times. He looked very shocking.

Mei looks pleased. He has heard about Fang Datong's excellent martial arts. After learning that he has won the title of No. 1 martial arts champion, he ordered someone to send him a mansion. After receiving such a big favor from him, he naturally listened to his instructions. This time, he came to the stage for the competition, and he also took the order to come.

Fang Datong exhausted his whole body, thinking back to the man's advice to him, be sure to kill the person who is competing with you. If you can't use your fist, use a sharp weapon with poison.

His eyes are dark, and his fists are getting heavier and heavier. Yuwen Fengyu seems to have been forced to fly out almost every time.

Xuanyuan Ying'er couldn't see it any more. She cried: "no, don't fight. If you fight any more, brother Fengyu will die? Father, mother, please tell them to stop

Before xuanyuansheng and song Qingqing could say anything, Yuwen Fengyu gritted her teeth and said, "Yingbao, you should step aside quickly. Don't let his fist hurt you. Be obedient."

"I don't know!" Regardless of the blood stains on his brocade robe, Xuanyuan Yinger hugs him tightly and protects him behind him. He turns his head and stares at Fang Datong: "if you have the ability, you can hit me. You are not allowed to hurt him any more."

Khalil Fong frowned: "Princess highness, please move away. We are doing a comparison. Please do not destroy the rules of the court."

Xuanyuan shadow angry stare at him: "OK, I fight for him, so don't break the rules?"

Yuwen Fengyu anxiously said: "Yingbao, go back quickly, don't be willful."

Xuanyuan Ying'er cried and said, "but it hurts to see you being beaten like this."

Yuwen Fengyu said with a bitter smile: "what's so painful? Isn't it common to get hurt in the competition? It's no big deal. Besides, I have a way to beat him. You'll see that later. "

The little girl shook her head: "no, brother Fengyu, I don't believe it. If you really have a way to beat him, why are you still beaten like this?"

Yuwen Fengyu replied in a low voice, "now I'll try to find a way to solve his martial arts."

She finally understood, and then she stepped aside with tears in her eyes.

After Fang Datong waits for Xuanyuan Ying'er to retreat, his fierce fist greets Yuwen Fengyu's face, and he dodges by his sharp side.

Fang Datong was shocked by the sudden empty fist, but after a while, he launched the offensive again.

After several rounds, Yuwen Fengyu has judged Fang Datong's martial arts skills. His fists are very hard, almost to the flesh, but his flexibility is not good. As long as he can hide quickly, he can't fight.

With this layer of cognition, Yuwen Fengyu flickers and moves. After a while, Fang Datong, who has been walking, is short of breath and anxious.

At this time, he was very clear in his heart that Fengyu Xinwang had already noticed his weakness, and planned to consume him until he was lack of physical strength, so he must never give him another chance, no matter what, he would be killed.

Fang Datong's killing intention flashed. When his fist suddenly raised, he was sure that the new king of Fengyu would escape to the right, and a poisonous needle hidden in his hand suddenly shot out at Yuwen Fengyu's forehead.

Xuanyuan Ying'er only feels that the silver light is flashing in front of her eyes. She responds quickly and pours at Yuwen Fengyu.

"Poof The poisonous needle pierced her shoulder and made her fall into the arms of Yuwen Fengyu in an instant.

"Yingbao!" Yuwen Fengyu shouts.

Fang Datong saw that he didn't hit Yuwen Fengyu. He subconsciously looked at Mei Xiang. The next moment, he turned his head, five fingers suddenly opened, and dozens of poisonous needles shot together.

Song Qingqing's face changed greatly, gritting his teeth and yelling: "come on, take Fang Datong down!"

More than a dozen bodyguards quickly moved Fang Datong to the corner.

Empress Dowager and Empress Dowager anxiously went to Xuanyuan Ying'er's side and saw that black blood flowed from her shoulder, and a small face had become blue and white.

"Toxic?" Xuanyuansheng asked anxiously.

Song Qingqing quickly put a pill into the little girl's mouth and said in a low voice, "I must take out the poison needle for her as soon as possible and let people quickly surround her here."

"Good!" Xuanyuansheng answered, turned his head and ordered Lingfei. After a moment, the screen came, which surrounded the whole scene and blocked everyone's sight.

Yuwen Fengyu gritted her teeth and said, "empress, I caught Fang Datong alive and avenged Yingbao."

Song Qingqing didn't stop him, because it's useless for him to stay around. Instead, she asked him to go to Fang Datong to settle the accounts. She told him: "that guy must be instructed by others. It's not easy to catch him alive. Remember to be on guard against him taking poison to commit suicide."

Yuwen Fengyu nodded, turned and walked out quickly.

At this time, Fang Datong's body was bloodstained. Under the siege of more than a dozen bodyguards, he not only didn't lose the upper hand, but also several bodyguards fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

Yuwen Fengyu appeared in front of him again, his lips suddenly appeared a ferocious smile: "come on, let's go to hell together?" Finish saying, he doesn't care about the long sword that others pierce his arm in the slightest, the whole person fiercely bumps to Yu Wen Feng feather.

"To die!" Yu Wen Feng feather cold chide a, raised a hand to grasp his wrist, then make an effort to knock on the wall.

After hearing a crisp click, people saw that Fang Datong's wrist suddenly dropped down, but only his skin and flesh were still attached to it.

Every drop of blood fell from his wrist and onto the clean carpet. It was like blooming hibiscus.