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Chapter 92 Song Yuhou(2/2)

A cold snorted from the air to all directions.

A figure suddenly appeared in the air, his cheeks as strong and powerful as a knife, falling down with a devastating aura.

All the spiritual energy that Fang Sibo swung out shattered and disintegrated.

"Who is this person? He can fly!"

The young warriors around the ring all took a breath and their chins fell to the ground in surprise.

Fang Sibo groaned, and his body shook for a moment before he could barely stand firm.

When Jiang Zhiyuan and the other two saw this scene, they felt even more unbelievable!

He even snorted coldly and easily disintegrated Fang Sibo's attack.

Could it be that the person floating in the air in front of me is even stronger than Sper?

"See Song Yuhou."

Fang Sibo felt a deep sense of reluctance and wanted to swallow it all back into his stomach.

Song Yuhou!

"Oh my God, so handsome. It turns out that he is Song Yuhou. He is so young. I thought he was a vicissitudes of life!"

The young warriors and women all turned into peach blossom eyes.

In an instant, he was conquered by the man floating in the air in front of him.

Song Yuhou is not very handsome, but his pair of beautiful eyes from the world do not contain any impurities, clear but bottomless. His skin is as crystal clear as jade, and his long dark hair hangs on his shoulders, shining with a faint light.

He has a tall and tall figure, and he stands there, unable to say that he is elegant and out of the dust, his color is cold, and he is far away and out of reach.

"You are so brave. Su Chen is the tenth prince of Yongqin today. You plan to remove one of his arms. Do you have the Yongqin Dynasty in your heart?"

In the distance, a slender figure gradually walked in. When Fang Sibo saw it, cold sweat broke out from behind.

It is Princess Qianyu, Nalan Suhe, who was personally conferred by the emperor!

He could not afford to offend either Song Yuhou or her.

"The Tenth Prince, I used to have a bad attitude, so I apologized to you."

Fang Sibo bowed respectfully, and a trace of sinister flashed across his cheeks.

I thought Su Chen had no power behind him, and even a prince was barely qualified.

Without strength and background, he can bully and seize the opportunity from him.

But unexpectedly, these two obstacles appeared halfway through the way.

Su Chen raised his eyelids, said oh, a hint of sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said, "You asked me to remove one of your arms just now, so should you be respectful?"

His eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes were fixed on Fang Sibo.

"Don't go too far, I'm a congenital martial artist at least!"

Fang Sibo spitted and shouted in resentment.

"presumptuous!"

Song Yuhou's face was stunned and slapped him directly like a palm-leaf fan.

Fang Sibo's body shook and flew out fiercely. He landed on the ground and rolled twice before stopping.

“!!!”

Jiang Zhiyuan and the other two changed their faces and avoided them in time.
Chapter completed!
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