The Prodigal Son of the Empire

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"Don't tell you!"

After Wang Kang said something, his eyes returned to the field.

At this time, Yu Yize started to attack Li Qingman again, but his moves became more complicated.

illusory.

This guy is worthy of being a half-step master, with a lot of knowledge and strong strength, but in Wang Kang's eyes, he has nothing to shield.

"Qingman, don't pay attention to his move, it's just a feint,"

"Attacking his lower body is his legs. He has old cold legs and old diseases."

"This trick is so bad, hit his broken harpoon three points,"

"Right, that is it,"

Wang Kang yelled from behind, and told Li Qingman based on what he knew.

However, the two people who were originally different in strength actually ended in a tie.

As for Wang Kang's words, Yu Yize became more and more startled. Not only could he see the flaws in his moves, but he also knew that he had a hidden leg disease?

This is what he left behind when he practiced in the East China Sea, soaked in cold sea water for a long time.

Old cold legs, indeed old cold legs.

But no one else knows except myself.

This can also be seen.

"The real move on the left, the false move on the right... yes, that's it!"

Wang Kang was still talking, and his cooperation with Li Qingman became more and more tacit.

"Shh!"

A stern sword glow flashed past Yu Yize's defense, and directly across his waist.

The sword flower pulled back, and a blood mist suddenly appeared.

Yu Yize backed away in a hurry, covering his waist with his hands, bleeding from his hands.

His face was extremely ugly, this feeling was too aggrieved, he was obviously not his opponent, but he just couldn't beat him.

If this continues, I'm afraid I will lose!

But Wang Kang looked relaxed at the moment, chatting with Monk Yinyue from time to time.

Seeing this scene, Yu Yize was even more sure that it must be that sloppy monk who gave advice through Wang Kang.

Thinking of this, he yelled, "Old bald donkey, seeing that you have such vision, you are considered a master, why are you hiding behind your back and playing this trick!"

"If you have the guts, come and compete with me. Three tricks will make you bald!"

Hearing this scolding, Monk Yinyue looked dazed, I was drinking here, but I didn't do anything!

"Ha ha!"

Wang Kang laughed directly, and he instantly understood what Yu Yize was thinking.

Already started to get very angry.

Alright, I'll just get rid of you!

Thinking of this, Wang Kang moved a few steps, and said to Yu Yize, "Tell me who sent you here, and I can walk around you without dying!"

During the battle just now, he had already heard the word "Young Master" repeatedly appearing in Yu Yize's mouth.

It can be seen that there must be someone behind him.

It was this mysterious son.

Through this, it can be confirmed that the person who sent him must not be Han Yu, or even Zhang Ao, Marquis of Xuan Ping.

Who else?

Hearing Wang Kang's words, Yu Yize laughed out loud, "You're not ashamed to say it, and you still hang around me so you won't die?"

"My son's name is taboo, you are not qualified to know, all you need to know is that if you mess with someone you shouldn't, you will definitely die!"

These words made Wang Kang angry, and said loudly: "Since you want to die, then I will fulfill you!"

"Qingman, attack his soul gate! That's his vital point, his life gate, as long as he attacks it, he will definitely die!"

"what!"

Li Qingman, who was originally solemn, was taken aback for a moment, turned his head and glared at Wang Kang fiercely, and said in a low voice, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

"I'm telling the truth,"

Wang Kang said innocently, and suddenly came to his senses, he understood why Li Qingman did this?

Pomon, a part of the human body, in the middle of the buttocks, with the tailbone down, simply put, it is... a chrysanthemum!

He just reacted...

But this is indeed what he interpreted, looking at Yu Yize, Wang Kang couldn't help laughing.

"Ha ha!"

"Where is your gate of life, I laughed so hard!"

"Really?" Monk Yinyue asked strangely.

"Really, of course it is."

Wang Kang laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten up.

But when Yu Yize heard this, his complexion suddenly changed, and his chrysanthemum tightened subconsciously.

This is no joke, it's true.