Chapter 1383
The next second, the machete pierced Yuan Zhibao's eyebrows with the force of a straight sword. Yuan Zhibao's whole body trembled suddenly as if he was electrocuted by the machete.
"you you..."
The center of his eyebrow was stabbed, and Yuan Zhibao's face was as white as paper. He struggled to utter two words and the luster in his eyes gradually disappeared.
Seeing that Yuan Zhibao was about to stop breathing, Tang Yu pulled out the machete, and saw that the machete turned from green to white. No one expected that Tang Yu did what he said, and in the end he actually stabbed Yuan Zhibao's brain with the knife.
Bang!
When Tang Yu pulled out the machete, Yuan Zhibao lost control of his body, his eyes went black and he fell to the ground.
The proud son of the Southern Liang Dynasty officially died in the Northern Qi Dynasty.
"Yuan Zhibao!"
Seeing that Yuan Zhibao really died in Tang Yu's hands, a group of people headed by Liang Bo all screamed.
Chen Longhu suddenly changed his color and said: "Yuan Zhibao is dead? Yuan Zhibao is actually dead? Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!"
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After all, Yuan Zhibao's true strength is that of a half-step martial arts king, and he is stronger than him. In Chen Longhu's view, even if Tang Yu is lucky enough to defeat Yuan Zhibao, he cannot easily kill Yuan Zhibao.
Unexpectedly, Yuan Zhibao was as fragile as a big watermelon in front of Tang Yu, and Tang Yu ended his young life after just three encounters.
In fact, Chen Longhu could see that Tang Yu had been merciful from the beginning. If Tang Yu hadn't been merciful, Yuan Zhibao might have died in Tang Yu's hands with one move.
"Impossible? Chen Longhu, what do you know, a frog in a well?" Tang Yu mocked mercilessly.
"you..."
Being despised by Tang Yu, Chen Longhu was so angry that he wanted to make trouble for Tang Yu, but he was not strong enough and could only get beaten. Thinking of this, Chen Longhu suppressed his inner anger.
After confirming that Yuan Zhibao was dead, Liang Bo's eyes were about to burst and he said: "Your Highness Tang Yu, Yuan Zhibao is our Nanliang Tianjiao. If you kill me, Nanliang Tianjiao, do you really think that Nanliang dare not fall out with you?"
"Falling against me? Liang Bo, do you really think of yourself as a green onion?"
Staring at Liang Bo, Tang Yu said disdainfully: "You Nanliang wolf ambitions are obvious! Yuan Zhibao's first battle, if I hadn't taken action in time, the Thirteenth Prince Chen Wen would have died in your hands; the second time he took action , Chen Longhu was defeated miserably, which has nothing to do with me! However, the third time you attacked, you actually wanted to take my life!"
"I gave Yuan Zhibao two opportunities in a row, but he didn't cherish it. In the end, he wanted to hold me with a gun. If I don't kill him, will you think that I, Tang Yu, am a soft persimmon who can be manipulated at will?"
"Bastard! Bastard!" Hearing Tang Yu's retort, Liang Bo almost exploded with anger.
It's just that what Tang Yu said was reasonable and well-founded, and he felt bitter in his heart. He knew that Yuan Zhibao was to blame for being too reckless. If Yuan Zhibao had stopped in time, he would not have died.
Tang Yu was too lazy to talk nonsense to Liang Bo: "Prince Liang Bo, now that Yuan Zhibao has been killed by me head-on, by the way, have you lost the third fight you requested?"
"That's right, Prince Liang Bo. It seems that you have no one in Nanliang to fight anymore. Can we announce the result?" Emperor Qi said with cold eyes.
Although Yuan Zhibao, the proud son of the Southern Liang Dynasty, was lost in the hands of Tang Yu this time, in the past ten years, the Southern Liang has repeatedly caused trouble for them and the Northern Qi during the Lantern Festival. In the past ten years, they and the Northern Qi have lost countless people.
Therefore, in the eyes of Emperor Qi, the death of a mere Yuan Zhibao in Nanliang this time was nothing at all.
When asked by Emperor Qi of Tang Yu, Liang Bo got angry and said: "Who said that I, Nan Liang, lost? Who said that I, Nan Liang, have no one to fight anymore?"
"Oh? Yuan Zhibao is dead, but you still have masters among the younger generation of Nanliang?" Emperor Qi was a little surprised.
"Of course! Do you really think that I, Northern Qi, will have no one to follow me?"
In order to maintain the dignity of Nanliang and avenge Yuan Zhibao, Liang Bo glanced at him with cold eyes, then he stepped forward and shouted loudly: "I will do the next battle!!!"
