C112 Is Interest

Just as Zhao Mingzhe was hesitating in his heart, Liao Qiu Chan's surprised exclamation came from the second floor's room.

Frowning, Zhao Mingzhe gritted his teeth and jumped up using his Floating Willow Body Art to charge towards the second floor. In the end, he decided to save his first.

At this time, the barbarian shouted out loud. He grabbed a person who was running for his life and threw him towards Zhao Mingzhe, who was still in the air.

With a clear whistle from his mouth, Zhao Mingzhe used the strength from his waist and borrowed the slight breeze to make his body seem as if it had expanded explosively, and instantly dodged the person who was smashed as a "concealed weapon".

The long spear pierced out, borrowing the force on the railing of the second floor, Zhao Mingzhe rushed up. At this time, the barbarian, seeing that he could not stop Zhao Mingzhe, roared and rushed up the stairs like a wild beast.

The two killers known as Aardwolf and Cyan Bird had already blocked the entrance to Ye Minghua's room on the second floor. However, the two of them looked hesitant.

Zhao Mingzhe's heart skipped a beat as he instantly understood what was going on. These two assassins probably did not manage to differentiate between Ye Minghua and Liao Qiu Chan, who was the real culprit in the end!

A light flashed through his mind, and Zhao Mingzhe, who was rushing forward, suddenly shouted:

"Wang Ji, Wang Li, protect Ye Minghua well!"

Hearing Zhao Mingzhe's whistling sound, the pale-faced Wang Ji and Wang Li in the room subconsciously thought that it was only because of this that they decided to protect Ye Minghua.

The two cowards turned around and moved closer to Liao Qiu's side, their faces pale. Only, when they saw the movements of the two, they thought that they had heard Zhao Mingzhe and prepared to protect Ye Minghua.

The two killers looked at each other and rushed towards Liao Qiu Chan at the same time. Zhao Mingzhe thought to himself that this method of bringing disaster to the East River had indeed succeeded.

Using the time that Aardwolf and Cyan Bird were mistaking Liao Qiu Chan as Ye Minghua, Zhao Mingzhe had already rushed into the room. While doing so, he casually grabbed Ye Minghua's wrist and shouted in a low voice, "Let's go!"

At this moment, Wang Ji and Wang Li, who were both known as concubines and true lovers, flew into a corner when they saw Aardwolf and the Cyan Bird charge towards Liao Qiu Chan. They hugged their heads and hid in the corner.

Liao Qiu Chan shouted, "I'm not Ye Minghua."

Aardwolf and Cyan Bird did not believe it at all, as they continued to control Liao Qiu Chan within their hands. Zhao Mingzhe pulled Ye Minghua's wrist, as they rushed out of the room.

The fierce barbarian then rushed to the third floor where the fight was going on. Seeing the Cyan Bird and Aardwolf grabbing onto Liao Qiu Chan, the barbarian man shouted:

"Wrong grab, the one outside the room is Ye Minghua, we have to catch her, quickly!"

While speaking, the barbarian man shouted and rushed to the third floor. It seemed that in the barbarian's mind, the target of the third floor was much more important than Ye Minghua.

Zhao Mingzhe knew that it was impossible to continue lying to them now, and directly brought Ye Minghua down from the second floor. At this time, the experts of the slave arena were all rushing towards the third floor, but Cyan Bird and Aardwolf threw Liao Qiu Chan down, and smashed towards Zhao Mingzhe and Ye Minghua.

Ye Minghua frowned, but still took action to catch Liao Qiu Chan. In the instant that he slowed down, Aardwolf and the Cyan Bird had already rushed over, the weapons in their hands, along with the whistling of the wind, aimed at Zhao Mingzhe and Ye Minghua's vital points.

Zhao Mingzhe faintly felt the elemental energy in his body surging, the violent Qi becoming more and more uncontrollable. Under such a dangerous situation, Zhao Mingzhe instantly decided to make a quick and sharp move.

"Hidden Dragon Subduing Tiger!"

With an explosive shout, the long spear stabbed into the ground. With the help of the majestic terrain, the long spear shot out like lightning from an inconceivable angle.

Before the person on the right could react, he saw the tip of the spear coming towards him.

The man shouted and raised his hand to block the long sword coming at him from the tip of his spear. However, this person had still underestimated the power of the seven Dragon-Exploring Spear.

A cracking sound could be heard as the man's long blade was broken into pieces. The spear tip continued to pierce through the man's throat!

Just then, a snort came from Ye Minghua on the left, the weapon in his hand was sent flying by the killer on the left, the killer's sword was undecided and was still thrusting towards Ye Minghua's chest.

With cold eyes, Zhao Mingzhe pulled out the spear from the right man's throat, and then released three spear shadows, which formed a shape and shot towards the assassin on the left. Clang clang clang clang clang clang.

At the same time, Zhao Mingzhe pulled with his left hand, and Ye Minghua's body uncontrollably threw himself in front of Zhao Mingzhe's left chest. The longsword missed, and when the person tried to block again, he was already pierced through the space between his eyebrows, neck, and chest by the spear.

After killing two people in a row, Zhao Mingzhe felt a strong killing intent in his heart. The spear in his hand hummed, and in the next second, it would turn from blue to blood-red.

Zhao Mingzhe quickly muttered in his heart: Amitabha, if I had heard …

As he recited the sutra secretly, Zhao Mingzhe forced himself to keep his spear back into his spatial ring. At that moment, from within Zhao Mingzhe's sleeves, a shrill "ji" warning sound came out.

Then, beside Ye Minghua, a corpse that was lying on the ground suddenly 'faked corpse', and a snow white short sword in his hand pierced towards Ye Minghua's heart at lightning speed.

The matter had suddenly happened, and Ye Minghua did not even have time to react. Zhao Mingzhe was currently using all his strength to calm his heart, and his reaction was slightly slower.

Just as the short sword was about to pierce into Ye Minghua's heart, Zhao Mingzhe bellowed out explosively, his right hand suddenly extended out and grabbed onto the blade of the sword.

Fresh blood flowed down from the gaps between Zhao Mingzhe's fingers, but when the short sword was just one finger away from Ye Minghua, it was stopped by Zhao Mingzhe's voice!

Ye Minghua subconsciously let out a surprised cry, and on his shocking face, there was some shock and panic. Zhao Mingzhe reached out his left hand and grabbed the "swindler" by the wrist.

The man's short sword was grabbed by Zhao Mingzhe's hand and pulled the man in front of him. The man's bloody short sword was pierced by Zhao Mingzhe's hand into the man's neck.

Blood spurted out as the man slowly fell to the ground, dying with grievance!

Because Zhao Mingzhe had been constantly controlling the hostility in his heart, the expression on his face was somewhat distorted, and his eyes had become somewhat red. Ye Minghua's face was somewhat panicky, and he asked:

"Are you okay?"

Zhao Mingzhe exhaled a long breath and said:

"To fight on the slave platform, fighting to the death can be considered your compensation." Now that I've helped you, even if I have to compensate you for the interest, it should be fine between the two of us, right? "

Ye Minghua was startled, but just as he wanted to nod his head, a loud roar came from the third floor. The assassins who were going up to the third floor were sent flying like dumplings.

Next, a middle-aged man with a gloomy expression stepped out from the room on the third floor and into the air. Behind him was the image of a huge saber, emitting a bright light that reached the sky in an instant.

Zhao Mingzhe's heart trembled, he secretly thought, in the slave arena, there was actually such a weapon above the hybrid rank!

The next moment, in the dazzling light, this huge long blade's shadow drew an arc in the air. Several assassins who had fallen to the ground were instantly cut in half by it.

Then, the middle-aged man shouted out loud. He stretched out his hand to catch a long blade that had fallen down, and rushed towards that barbarian.

The shadow of the long blade on the back of the barbarian seemed to have become one with the blade held in the middle-aged man's hand. The barbarian didn't even have time to react before his blade had pierced through his body.

The barbarian's huge body was crushed into pieces by the force carried by the long blade. He looked like a bloody rain falling in the sky; he looked extremely cruel.

Ye Minghua was probably disgusted by the vicious attack and subconsciously buried his face in Zhao Mingzhe's shoulder. He immediately felt that something was wrong and quickly retreated from Zhao Mingzhe's shoulder.

At this time, countless shouts came from outside the door:

"Everyone stay put and wait. If there is any movement, we will kill them all!"

As the sound of his voice faded, hundreds of azure-armored guards rushed into the arena. Some of them were still running around in panic, but were instantly killed by the guards. The panicked crowd was forced to gradually calm down.

After a while, a young man dressed in gorgeous clothes slowly walked out of the room on the third floor that was riddled with holes.

Ye Minghua, who was beside Zhao Mingzhe, subconsciously whispered:

"The one assassinated is actually the Second Prince! This is a little troublesome, Zhao Mingzhe, remember this, when others ask about your identity, just say that you are my servant, otherwise, you will be killed …