"Even if you' re looking to die, don' t drag your back!" Yue Zhengman was furious. This bullsh*t prince only knew how to act.
The black-clothed man charged forward again. Yue Zhengman didn' t have the time to teach Mofeng Qin a lesson, he once again raised his whip and charged forward, fighting them. However, the whip in his hand was, after all, a horse whip. How could he possibly be able to defeat the broadsword in the black-clothed man's hand.
After a few moves, the whip had already been cut off. Yue Zhengman was forced to take a few steps back and throw away the whip in his hand.
"Hurry up!" Mofeng Qin patted Yue Zhengman shoulder and urged her.
"Why don' t you die!" She was blind, not seeing the whip in her hand break!
The black-clothed man also saw that Yue Zhengman didn' t have
